Howdy gang! I hope your holiday was filled with cheer,
good times, and lots of yummy food.
We certainly had quite the holiday here on the hillside
farm. I think we have met our quota for the week. Heck, this round of holiday
happenings can last me right through next year as well! I`m trying to come up
with a way to title this Christmas and all I can come up with is ‘I should have
slept through it!’ or ‘Why wasn`t it a hunky god?’
I`ll go with the god one.
We started off the downhill run when Miss Yodeling came
dashing out of her room on Christmas Eve morning, looking rather green around
the gills. Into the bathroom she flew minus a miniature sleigh. Seems that the
stomach bug her boyfriend had a few days previous had settled in her tiny
tummy. My mother always used to say that if it`s a holiday or vacation expect
sick kids. She was right as always.
Right, so we get the young lady settled with dry toast
and warm Pepsi on the couch. As the day progresses she feels slightly better.
Evening rolls around. I leap onto my laptop to check email and wish friends and
family a Merry Merry after dinner. Waiting for me in my inbox is a PDF final
version of the zombie anthology! I grab a fresh cuppa and go through the story
one last time. Excitement bubbling through me I skip through Facebook,
sprinkle some good wishes and turn off my laptop. Weird thing is that my laptop
won`t turn off. After a minute I get that lovely blue screen telling me that
Windows has a wild hair up its rump. It didn`t say that exactly but it meant
Cool. So a sick kid and dead laptop. Okay, I can handle
this. I`ll just call my computer guy on Wednesday and use Miss Yodeling`s
laptop until mine comes back. I won`t have access to my vast store of images
but my writing is on a flashdrive so I can at least whittle. It`s nothing a
tough farm woman can`t deal with. You guys can look at this pretty daisy from Miss Yodeling`s image files instead of something humorous from mine. Also, the font and size of this post will be different since her laptop and Blogger don`t play well together.
Christmas Day dawns bright and chilly. Miss is now
feeling nearly one hundred percent. I`m a wee bit sad about my laptop as I have
visions running around my head but they`re not of sugar plums, they`re a bit
racier than treats but just as sweet she typed naughtily. We open our presents and have our holiday
meal. Miss gets enough gumption to do her wash. I turn on the taps to fill the
sink to begin doing the mounds of dishes and no hot water comes forth from the
spigot. I tell my child to turn off the washer. After ten minutes of running
water to pull the hot to the kitchen Mister throws me a ‘Are you kidding me?’
look and heads back to check the water heater.
As suspected it is not working. Also, the holding tank is
leaking. Fun times lay ahead for the yodeling goatherder now! We trudge out to
the hydrant in the yard and get enough water to boil for dishes. Showers are on
hold until my trusty BIL can get here today and start working on the water
heater until Mister gets home from work to help him. My hubby HAD to show up
today or he wouldn`t have gotten paid for the two holidays.
So, here we are. It`s the day after Christmas. I sure
hope those three bad events are it for awhile. Oddly enough despite all the bad
luck we`ve had here over the past two days, we`ve had some fun moments as well.
We`ve laughed together, shared a meal with my Pops and beloved mother-in-law,
and got to play with our presents. I`m
choosing to focus on the good things instead of the bad if at all possible, or
at least try! At the very least I got a blog post that I`m sure many can relate
to on some level. And if you can`t relate then you can sit back and thank the
aligned planets for not dropping their cosmic do-do on your head.
Personally if something from the heavens is going to fall
on my head, I`d pick a burly Greek god of war, you know what I mean?
I love worn jeans, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty books, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, Marvel comics and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) I share my life with my husband,my daughter, two dogs, two cats, three steers, and a flock of assorted domestic fowl.