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It stinks outside. Like, literally. For some reason, *all* of the farmers around the area where I live have decided to do their planting today. And, with planting comes a shit-load of fertilization. Or, in this case, I think it has been three shit loads. Honest to god. I have seen two tractors go by with their manure sprayers behind them like three different times. Once they run out of one load, they go back home for another one, and that continues until their fields are utterly shit-ifyed. And, that wouldn't be much of a problem except for the fact that the field they're working on is like a half mile up the road from my house. Meaning they go by my house every time with their stinky loads.
It also means that when they come off their fields and on to the road, wheels that are niiice and covered in the muck leave tracks all over said road. And, Maren has to walk down to her Gramma's to help set up for the garage sale tomorrow, so she gets to attempt to pick her way through the poo. Ugh. ::sighs::
Also, yeah, like a sorta half mentioned in that lovely little rant up there ::points above::, the little town I live near-by to is doing it's town-wide garage sale this weekend and my gramma is taking part in it in attempts to get rid of some of Grampa's old things. So, I was down there earlier this morning trying to help set stuff out for it. Need to go back down soon, I imagine, and I really don't want to cause of all the stinky stuff all over the place, but such is life. My nostrils shall survive, I hope. Even with a still stuffy nose, I can smell it. Yicky. xp
But, that's what's happening with me this weekend. I'll be sitting behind a table trying to sell old stuff. Might be kinda fun for a bit, but I'm sure it will soon get boring after that bit. Maybe some of my friends from around the area might stop by. That would be good. ooo, even better, maybe one of them can kidnap me and force me to go to the movies with them! Heh, yeah right. But, it would be cool if it did happen. ::makes note to pester Beth::
It also means that when they come off their fields and on to the road, wheels that are niiice and covered in the muck leave tracks all over said road. And, Maren has to walk down to her Gramma's to help set up for the garage sale tomorrow, so she gets to attempt to pick her way through the poo. Ugh. ::sighs::
Also, yeah, like a sorta half mentioned in that lovely little rant up there ::points above::, the little town I live near-by to is doing it's town-wide garage sale this weekend and my gramma is taking part in it in attempts to get rid of some of Grampa's old things. So, I was down there earlier this morning trying to help set stuff out for it. Need to go back down soon, I imagine, and I really don't want to cause of all the stinky stuff all over the place, but such is life. My nostrils shall survive, I hope. Even with a still stuffy nose, I can smell it. Yicky. xp
But, that's what's happening with me this weekend. I'll be sitting behind a table trying to sell old stuff. Might be kinda fun for a bit, but I'm sure it will soon get boring after that bit. Maybe some of my friends from around the area might stop by. That would be good. ooo, even better, maybe one of them can kidnap me and force me to go to the movies with them! Heh, yeah right. But, it would be cool if it did happen. ::makes note to pester Beth::