Catch up post

I really have been too busy to post since my last post--for real this time, and not just out of laziness. I feel like I have been going non-stop since then.

I think this is day 5 or 6 of the heat wave--heat indices over 100 every day. Today, the truck said it was 99 actual degrees, so who knows what the heat index was. That makes everything hard.

Friday nite, Jodi and I went to see Jackie and her new baby Analeigh. She is five weeks old now, so yeah--we were a little late. She is beautiful though. Especially for someone whose mother is "a woman her age", which is what Jackie's doc kept calling her throughout her pregnancy. Nice, huh?

When I got home a little after ten, Barry was just rolling in from his first week on the job in the Chicago area. So far he likes it, but I am sure last week was not normal, since they are still assembling their team, and he had to spend some time hunting an apartment to live in while he is there. He met some of the other guys though, and seems to be excited about the possibilities. We stayed up talking a while, but we were both exhausted from the week.

Early Saturday morning, we got up and immediately launched into the errands. He went to get the mower from the dealer/repair shop--AGAIN. He dealt with the Gator, which Madison said was broken--but really was just stuck in the mud. That was a relief, but it is true that something is wrong with the four-wheel drive, or six-wheel drive or whatever the hell it is. It makes it hard to turn, but it did not make the list of things that had to be dealt with this weekend. I picked up his chainsaw from the shop--also did not get used. I mowed the front pasture and a great deal of the middle pasture at the farm. It looks so pretty and at least I got some sun. I should have stopped there.

But do I ever---hell no. So when he got back with the mower, I mowed most of the yard at the house. By that time, it was mid-afternoon, and too hot for living people, so we hung out in the pool the rest of the day and waited for our dinner with Headleys. They are always fun, and so relaxing to be with people you just get, and you know get you. After that--more mowing! It was pretty much all mowing, all the time weekend.

Sunday morning was a little like Groundhog's day. More freaking bushhogging, more mowing of yards--the pasture here at the house got the bulk of it dealt with--at least the wide open areas. I finished mowing the yard here, and took the mower to the farm and knocked that out. That makes it sound easy, but by that point, I was probably into hour eight of the mowing weekend. Which also means I was sunburned. I seem to have forgotten that you can still get sunburned even though you are working.

Again, it was too hot to do anything, so back in the pool we went--and eventually, Mandy, Gabi and Edward came to play. Eventually it was time for dinner with mom and dad for Father's Day, so that was the next step. After all the time I spent telling Barry how funny Gabi was talking about her baby doll Lily who makes bad choices and goes poopoo in her diaper all the time, so that Gabi has to change her--she would not tell him about it for love or money. Unless you see it, you cannot know how funny it is. Smart as I am, I videoed it on my phone one day last week.

All hell broke loose weather-wise while we were at dinner, so when we got done around 8, we had to collect horses for the vet to see this morning, and move hay to the back pastures, etc. It must have stormed like mad, as it was so slippy, my foot twisted up in my Crocs and broke them. My favorite shoes too--that really pisses me off. So does tromping around in the pasture watering and opening gates with no shoes on--and now I have a monster thorn in my foot that is starting to feel like it is growing branches.

Barry left town around 5:30 this morning, headed back to Chicago. Right now, the hours he keeps are not vital, so he could still get in his time whenever he arrived. It helped to have him home one more night, for all the laundry we had to do, and all the plans and packing we did in anticipation of getting into an apartment this week.

No wonder I was so exhausted when I got to work today!

The vet came and diagnoses Grandpa with a strained tendon, who needs furacin/saran wrap and standing wraps to get over himself. He addressed Boogie's booboo, which needs a wrap as well--now that one I knew. And damn Diablo who should have been 17-18 days in foal was open, so we start that game all over again, bright and early Wednesday morning. I got all that done as soon as it got dark and the temp dropped to a mere 90 degrees tonight.

I worked an extra hour today because it was way too hot to do anything anyway. I finally gave in around 6 and came home to try to weedeat--but weedeater won't go. Drives me crazy. I can never get it all done at once-- so things never look good. Either I need to mow, or I need to weedeat, but never is it all done at once.

To hell with it I say, I got in the pool--which is HOT HOT HOT. Somehow that has to be dealt with. I need to shock her as well, so add another errand to the list for tomorrow. Gabi was in a bit of a mood tonight, as Edward left to went home and she could talk about little else but how she needed her daddy--it was pathetic. They go home tomorrow, so she can get her fill of him.

When I got in from that, I found that Slater had eaten the peanut butter again. In fact, he was still at it--two paws wrapped around it and his head jammed in the jar. I have lost count of how many things he has done that. When I came back again, he had eaten some special bread I got to make wraps that are low carb and a bunch of good stuff and not even gotten to try yet. Damn dog.

The remnants of that still have to be cleaned up--because the cleaning lady is coming back! Hallelujah! She will be here while I am out of town at a prison visit later in the week, so somehow, I have to fit in time to pick up all the clutter I have made.

And now that Simba has gotten off the blanket she pulled in the floor, I see someone has taken my good mustard---am I the only person whose dogs open doors and loot the pantry?