hot patootie, bless my soul, I really love my Isaacyle...
So, I don’t read my friend’s list for two days and I have 200(!) entries to read. Oh Davey.
A brief overview of the past few days (a full picture included entry will be written up when I get home where I have a camera cord and photoshop):
Overdosed on Travis' Young Ones impersonations. Brilliant! Travis makes me giggle. And their answering machine message is funnyfunny.
Spent the past two days out at Heaven Can Wait horse rescue, grooming about ten horses and riding a few. I now have a trillion bug bites on every possible surface of my body and, despite the fact that I lathered on a good amount of SPF 45 sunscreen, my shoulders and face are burnt. And it stings! Davey does it hurt.
My legs are like jelly and oh-so-sore from riding and standing the entire day. And I’m rather tired. I am so out of shape. And it doesn’t help that we take morning and night pee-walks (so that the dogs may pee [I have Callie with me if you’re wondering why there’s two dogs] and we may become healthier) on top of all the standing. I am like an old lady.
We went goat herding last night. It was getting dark and we were tired and hungry so we began putting everybody away, making sure that everybody had water and such. And then we noticed that the goats were missing, and the front gate onto the road was open! So we start freaking out and searching for the goats, calling to them “baah baaah” (how does one exactly call a goat?) for at least half an hour. We finally decide to go drive up and down the road in search, but first we put the dogs away (“we don’t want to loose anyone else!”). Molson, one of the doggies comes out from under the porch, and then we hear these, “baah” noises. The goats! So, we finally found them, but now we had to put them away. So Kaileen starts trying to chase after one of them, and then picks it up, in hopes that the other will follow. Then he jumps out of her arms and runs away. I’m just hysterically laughing in relief, and I get Diggie out of the car and start to take pictures, the camera shaking as I was laughing. It was the single most scariest and yet, funniest moment in my life. And I hope I never have to got goat herding ever again.
Must go, Kitcha is walking across the laptop, whoring herself for attention. She really has the most alarming meow. It’s kind of like she’s croaking, or she's been smoking her entire life. It's odd, but v.v. cute.
A brief overview of the past few days (a full picture included entry will be written up when I get home where I have a camera cord and photoshop):
Overdosed on Travis' Young Ones impersonations. Brilliant! Travis makes me giggle. And their answering machine message is funnyfunny.
Spent the past two days out at Heaven Can Wait horse rescue, grooming about ten horses and riding a few. I now have a trillion bug bites on every possible surface of my body and, despite the fact that I lathered on a good amount of SPF 45 sunscreen, my shoulders and face are burnt. And it stings! Davey does it hurt.
My legs are like jelly and oh-so-sore from riding and standing the entire day. And I’m rather tired. I am so out of shape. And it doesn’t help that we take morning and night pee-walks (so that the dogs may pee [I have Callie with me if you’re wondering why there’s two dogs] and we may become healthier) on top of all the standing. I am like an old lady.
We went goat herding last night. It was getting dark and we were tired and hungry so we began putting everybody away, making sure that everybody had water and such. And then we noticed that the goats were missing, and the front gate onto the road was open! So we start freaking out and searching for the goats, calling to them “baah baaah” (how does one exactly call a goat?) for at least half an hour. We finally decide to go drive up and down the road in search, but first we put the dogs away (“we don’t want to loose anyone else!”). Molson, one of the doggies comes out from under the porch, and then we hear these, “baah” noises. The goats! So, we finally found them, but now we had to put them away. So Kaileen starts trying to chase after one of them, and then picks it up, in hopes that the other will follow. Then he jumps out of her arms and runs away. I’m just hysterically laughing in relief, and I get Diggie out of the car and start to take pictures, the camera shaking as I was laughing. It was the single most scariest and yet, funniest moment in my life. And I hope I never have to got goat herding ever again.
Must go, Kitcha is walking across the laptop, whoring herself for attention. She really has the most alarming meow. It’s kind of like she’s croaking, or she's been smoking her entire life. It's odd, but v.v. cute.