An Untitled Mess

That's the original Power Rangers.  I remember when this show started.  To say that I loved it would be an understatement.  If it had anything to do with the Power Rangers, I wanted it.  Shoes, back pack, t-shirts, cards, toys, underwear, video games...anything.  I had dreams about being a Power Ranger, I would play Power Rangers with my friends.  I wanted to take karate classes so I could fight like a freakin' Power Ranger.  And then, this new guy pops up in the shows.  Tommy, the Green Ranger.  He had a pony tail and was strong and lifted weights.  We all wanted to be the Green Ranger. This is a panel for sewing a pillow that my mom found while she was cleaning today.  Not sure how big you can enlarge the photo, but the copyright on it says 1994.  I know it's not a Throw Back Thursday but, oh boy this makes me feel old.  I'm for sure gonna make this into a pillow.  Still on the fence about whether or not I'm goi...

We spent nearly thirty minutes in the hay loft this evening.  I don't usually have the stamina to last that long but I was determined not to disappoint again by pulling out early.  I pushed, I pulled, I lifted and shifted and maneuvered.  I was finding ways to fill that space that no one had ever done before.  I got creative, and it paid off...big time.  By the time we were done, I was exhausted, hot, sweaty, covered in hay from head to toes and satisfied.  Very, VERY satisfied.  It's hard not to feel satisfied after you unload 100 bales of hay into a barn.  Come on, what did you think I was talking about?  Get your mind out of the gutter. My day off from work was not quite as productive as I hoped it would be.  I had to drive down to Beaufort this morning, which was not fun because the traffic was just insane.  Then I spent a while helping my mom update the Barnyard website with new information about our fresh pork for sale and ...