I slept until 8:00 today. Well, I stayed in bed until 8:08. It was glorious. Until I realized my step-son had turned on the coffee pot at 5:30 and it went off at 7:30 which meant the coffee was cold when poured into my favorite mug. I can’t stand cold coffee. I gulped down a…
Rachel has rapidly gone from small, somewhat defenseless, calf to charging, milk-crazed manic. I had the pleasure of caring for her almost exclusively this week. My legs are bruised, my arms are sore and I ate dirt for breakfast Wednesday morning when, apparently, her bottle was insufficient. I guess by running to and butting me…
Disclaimer. I love my husband and am so happy he thinks of me often. A few weeks ago I mentioned I would like new towels. The navy towels I bought for us at a department store 7 years ago were disintegrating rapidly. They had served long and well yet featured holes and torn seams. “Time…
Some things get worse with age. Onions, potatoes, garlic, computers, grey hair, flab, swimming pools and Wal-Mart’s. Just to name a few. Other things get better with age. Wine, certain cheeses, men, movies (with Hugh Jackman, Robert Redford, Julia Andrews, Charlton Heston and Meryl Streep. Obviously, not all on the same film), books and true…
Wednesday, my day off, was spent working at my old job, attending a home-school painting party, trying to clean house, feed Rachel, check on a horse with colic and numerous other activities. All of which interfered with my walk. Which is fine. I don’t mind helping out at my old job. I had fun at…
Since I introduced y’all to Rachel the calf last week she has experienced drama, love and fine cuisine as well as making several friends. A well-rounded first week of life if you ask me. Addie, Gus, Rob and I were her first friends. Then the chickens joined in the fun. Unfortunately our dog, Nosey, did…
The Wicked Chicken 