An Untitled Mess

Funny story.  I was out at the farm the other day helping dad tear down the walls in our feed room.  He swore up and down that the walls are infested with rats and the only way to remedy the problem is to tear the walls down so they have nowhere to nest.  Anything that involves destruction with a hammer and crowbar and I'm in.  We had a blast pulling the walls down, it was some quality time together.  We didn't find a single rat either. While out at the farm, I went to go see our male goat, BB.  Mom and dad call him Mr. Mister, but I call him BB, which is short for Blue Balls.  See, he is the only buck at our farm and we have a few does.  We keep them separated so they can't mate, hence the name Blue Balls.  Well, I was in his pen, because he is very friendly, playing with him and petting him.  Dad sees me and says, "Make sure he doesn't try and mount you."  I just laugh at him and say that we are just playing around.  Not ...

Me and Jamie Dog (..oh, and DTY also) I just noticed, as I posted this photo to my blog, how the image is reversed.  The writing on my sweatshirt is backwards and the steering wheel is on the British side of the car...very peculiar. Oh, so I bet you are just clamoring to know what the title of this post is all about.  What, a new girl friend?  Could it be?  Well, yeah.  It was hard not to fall for her.  We had a connection almost instantly.  The first date I took her for a walk on the beach on a crisp, cool evening last week.  The sky was clear and speckled with brightly shimmering stars.  Sounds of waves gently breaking on the sandy beach serenaded our evening.  It was the perfect night and we got to know each other very well. When I picked her up the other day, she was overflowing with joy and happiness.  It had been nearly a week since we last saw each other and her excitement was infectious.  There was no possible w...