We are having our usual mid-winter thaw right now. Yesterday, it got up to 60 degrees, and after many, many months of waiting for a warm day without gale force winds, Major got the roofing put on the hen house. And he did a great job.
Today, I shall endeavor to finish the paint job never finished by someone who got bored doing it. And then, I want to put up some trim pieces to make it look nice.
Oh, and I also need to get the tractor started to get some round bales out to the horses. Major has trouble starting it.
Buffy was spayed a couple of days ago. She has to stay quiet for 7 days. yeah, that means she is in the house. We have to walk her nearly every 15 minutes, or so it seems. She is sleeping on the bed with us, and was kicking me so much last night that I dreamt a bunch of Muslim women were throwing their shoes at me because I am not a fan.
Darling, the tiny chicken, has built her own little nest under the hen house. She has many eggs there, but I don't know if she will be able to hatch any due to the frigid weather we have been having. She is definitely broody, though! She pops out of from under the henhouse once or twice a day, and she flies to my shoulder to get a ride above the big hens to get some chicken scratch. I let her sit in the bucket of feed while I walk back to the hen house so she can get her fill without having to fight off the behemoth chickens who are clamoring for their fair share.
I have to do a bunch of photography stuff. I'm going to try to sell my photos at The Taste of Leavenworth on Feb. 28th. So far, it has cost me $75 for the table and two tickets to get in - so I better have something worth purchasing for the people who pay to go in there. It is a charitable thing, and the excessive cost for will at least go to help the Leavenworth Historical Society - they really do some nice things with some of the old Victorian mansions in town. I'm nervous.
I want to take some photos of some of the very old churches in the County. Maybe those will sell as either note-cards or matted photos. I dunno.
Well, it is after 8:00 am. I can't bear to listen or watch the news right now. This man we elected president is acting too much like a high school student council president for me.
He is selling away our children's future, and I'm furious.
Need to get my yoga dvd and start doing that again, or I'll just have an aneurysm and die from this craziness.
Today, I shall endeavor to finish the paint job never finished by someone who got bored doing it. And then, I want to put up some trim pieces to make it look nice.
Oh, and I also need to get the tractor started to get some round bales out to the horses. Major has trouble starting it.
Buffy was spayed a couple of days ago. She has to stay quiet for 7 days. yeah, that means she is in the house. We have to walk her nearly every 15 minutes, or so it seems. She is sleeping on the bed with us, and was kicking me so much last night that I dreamt a bunch of Muslim women were throwing their shoes at me because I am not a fan.
Darling, the tiny chicken, has built her own little nest under the hen house. She has many eggs there, but I don't know if she will be able to hatch any due to the frigid weather we have been having. She is definitely broody, though! She pops out of from under the henhouse once or twice a day, and she flies to my shoulder to get a ride above the big hens to get some chicken scratch. I let her sit in the bucket of feed while I walk back to the hen house so she can get her fill without having to fight off the behemoth chickens who are clamoring for their fair share.
I have to do a bunch of photography stuff. I'm going to try to sell my photos at The Taste of Leavenworth on Feb. 28th. So far, it has cost me $75 for the table and two tickets to get in - so I better have something worth purchasing for the people who pay to go in there. It is a charitable thing, and the excessive cost for will at least go to help the Leavenworth Historical Society - they really do some nice things with some of the old Victorian mansions in town. I'm nervous.
I want to take some photos of some of the very old churches in the County. Maybe those will sell as either note-cards or matted photos. I dunno.
Well, it is after 8:00 am. I can't bear to listen or watch the news right now. This man we elected president is acting too much like a high school student council president for me.
He is selling away our children's future, and I'm furious.
Need to get my yoga dvd and start doing that again, or I'll just have an aneurysm and die from this craziness.
Hey, it wasn’t that I got bored with painting the new coop. I helped start it, but never got around to a second coat of paint. ANd, yeah, I still feel bad about the partial disassemble of the doorframe to get the door up because it’s so bloody poorly done and ugly.
ANd I don’t hold it against Major that he has difficulty starting your tractor. She’s a difficult beastie to wake up. So’s your chainsaw. ;)
I’m not blaming you, Ry!!!