Hello and happy Monday gang!
Step inside out of the heat and we`ll have a fresh cup while we catch up. How was everyone`s weekend? Filled with fun and good times I hope. Ours was a pretty nice one despite the weather which is creeping up into the intolerable range once again. Friday night we three goatherders trundled into town to see the last of the Harry Potter movies. *Sniffles* What a grand and wonderful series of books and films those were. I`ll miss reading about Harry, Ron and Hermione. I can recall sitting down with my daughter and reading those novels together once upon a time.
The rest of the weekend raced by with cutting and hauling firewood, and man alive is my body telling me about it! This old gray mare ain`t what she used to be. I said to Mister as we were filling the stove room with last year’s leftovers to make room for the new wood something along these lines-
“You know snookie-pookie it is REALLY hot out here!”
To which he replied something akin to this-
“Yeah we`re getting warmed twice with this wood ain`t we?”
He`s such a wisenheimer at times.
Yesterday afternoon I went to a self-publishing seminar at our local indie bookstore. That was very informative and oodles of fun and really helped me a great deal. I also found an editor for my novel-in-progress! *Does happy goatherder dance*
Today is another sweltering one already and it`s only a little after ten as I`m typing this. Mister and Miss are off in the woods go fetch another wagon load of wood. I got to stay home and wait for our large animal vet Dr. Lisa to show up. The four ladies that are heading to fair in a couple of weeks need their health certificates. I mentioned to Dr. Lisa as we sauntered down to the goat barn that I only see her once a year. She commented that was a good thing and I guessed I have to agree!
Of course the girls were thrilled to have visitors and Dr. Lisa gave the fair going gals a good once-over. Now we need to get the tattooing and clipping done! I couldn`t tattoo since I didn`t get the papers from ADGA for Tali. Still don`t have them but I did manage to get a hold of the gal we bought her from last night, so Dr. Lisa at least had the tattoo numbers for the health certificate.
Clipping though…Ugh…tiny goat hairs stuck to every darn nook and crevasse (And yes I do have some crevasses) as sweat runs down through the buzzed goat hair plastered to your body. Did I say ugh yet? I did, okay, Blech! But that`s all part and parcel of showing animals. Itchy crevasses. That sounds risqué doesn`t it? Or it could be the name of a rock band! The Itchy Crevasses Live at Madison Square Garden. Gracious my mind goes off on the STRANGEST roads don`t it?
So what`s been keeping y`all busy since last we visited?