So what does the end of the year bring I ask. Here's my general assessment: It has been one fucking long year. Hey, quick rundown! For posterity: DC, glimmer of hope, blizzardDC, new job, Home!, packpackpackmovemovemove, rent, farm therapy, black dogs happy, work and then work harder and more so you can pay a million bucks in taxes but hello --> BUY FIRST HOME EVER WHICH IS NOW YOUR ONE AND ONLY LOVE, this will happen again, I think, also travel/travel/travelX3, farm therapy + 1, Packed Boxes Unpacked (after 3-4-5 years), and now today.
Yes, so it's been a long year of a million changes and etc. On the whole, very good stuff. Everything I like. Next year, more of the same minus the change please. I'm having a party Friday night, FYI, SO BYOB.
Showing posts with label the girls' farm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the girls' farm. Show all posts
12/27/2010
12/09/2010
I think we're superstars
Howdy. So yes, I am trying not to get overwhelmed by the amt of work I need to do between now and then and also hello I have to go back to San Antonio on Sunday for seriously the third time in 3 months which really how many times does one need to see the Alamo is my question. Here's what else:
I purchased a desk, bookcase, file cabinet, and wheelie deal desk thing for my iMac Betty who I can now cart around the house wherever I should like her to be. It's not as creepy as it sounds or like that Xfiles episode where they kept mom on a cart up under the bed for breeding which honestly is one of the most twisted things I've seen on TV. But enough about Betty - my office furniture is going to rock as soon as I actually assemble. And even more honestly, I probably won't assemble it, The Farmer is gung-ho about doing so bc she likes to feel handy and butch so I will let her.
I have a splinter. Left ringer finger if you must know.
The weekend after next I have farm watch duties out at the girls. The last time we had a nice roaring fire and I let their 30 chickens out to roam all day while the Algerian got all drunk and visited the goats. It was eventful! I promised him I would go join him camping during that weekend out by the lake. We have done a million and one winter camping situations so I'm prepped but aye, ever since that whole DC deal, I have become soft and not as campy. That will change come hell/high water.
My friend DK got tix to the chiefs-raiders game on Jan 2 for us. I pray that it will not be -10. Either way, hello Arrowhead = my one/only love (in addition to wine, women, song).
In case you haven't noticed, I am avoiding the work that I should be doing tonight. Question: Will I actually do what needs to be done or will I simply try to do it all tomorrow morning which honestly is most likely? Answer: Somewhere between the truth and a lie.
What else? Probably that I have been all up into The xx of late. I don't care if I'm a little late to the party, I like them. Had one song on a mix someone made for me and just rediscovered them. British! Youth! Emo!
Finally, I am pretending not to notice that it's coming on Christmas, they're cutting down trees, putting up reindeer and singing songs of joy and peace. I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
I purchased a desk, bookcase, file cabinet, and wheelie deal desk thing for my iMac Betty who I can now cart around the house wherever I should like her to be. It's not as creepy as it sounds or like that Xfiles episode where they kept mom on a cart up under the bed for breeding which honestly is one of the most twisted things I've seen on TV. But enough about Betty - my office furniture is going to rock as soon as I actually assemble. And even more honestly, I probably won't assemble it, The Farmer is gung-ho about doing so bc she likes to feel handy and butch so I will let her.
I have a splinter. Left ringer finger if you must know.
The weekend after next I have farm watch duties out at the girls. The last time we had a nice roaring fire and I let their 30 chickens out to roam all day while the Algerian got all drunk and visited the goats. It was eventful! I promised him I would go join him camping during that weekend out by the lake. We have done a million and one winter camping situations so I'm prepped but aye, ever since that whole DC deal, I have become soft and not as campy. That will change come hell/high water.
My friend DK got tix to the chiefs-raiders game on Jan 2 for us. I pray that it will not be -10. Either way, hello Arrowhead = my one/only love (in addition to wine, women, song).
In case you haven't noticed, I am avoiding the work that I should be doing tonight. Question: Will I actually do what needs to be done or will I simply try to do it all tomorrow morning which honestly is most likely? Answer: Somewhere between the truth and a lie.
What else? Probably that I have been all up into The xx of late. I don't care if I'm a little late to the party, I like them. Had one song on a mix someone made for me and just rediscovered them. British! Youth! Emo!
Finally, I am pretending not to notice that it's coming on Christmas, they're cutting down trees, putting up reindeer and singing songs of joy and peace. I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
5/19/2010
Morchella bordello
Quick rundown of life here:
1. I have pitchfork-elbow from helping plant 100 tomato plants and mulching a bunch of hay on the girls' farm last night. I can barely bend my left arm. Of course, I'm not using it for much else so no worries!
2. My strai friend A has a bday tomorrow and so we had pizza and beer tonight. She calls it celebrating her bday season. I say fine.
3. It has been rainy and cold here which is weird for May - I've found 6 spike morel mushrooms growing in my own front yard. They smell like a locker room and I am no fan, but have picked them for my friends. This weekend promises to be in the 80s and sunny so woo to the hoo.
4. I was in a series of meetings from 930am to 415pm today. I literally had time to use the restroom once. This is no way to live!
5. The dogs have been appreciating their country life. And by country, I mean grass and things that normal animals take for granted. It is like they have reclaimed their country dog selves and are rolling all over stuff, smelling actual things that occur in nature, and basically living life. I think they also do not miss all of the concrete and bullshit from out east. I like them like this.
6. I found my glasses by the way. I had placed them in a 'safe place' out at the farm which of course was a window sill ledge far away from anyone/thing. I also took two naps on Sunday to recover and quite frankly am still tired. Oh age! Why must you vex me so?
7. Soon I will be househunting for reals (as they say). In other words, I am looking forward to home ownership and believe that by the early/mid summer, I will have my own crib. Aww ya, MTV cribs KS style. When this event occurs, there will be pictures and stories of parties and cookouts and various/sundry home-related topics the likes of which this blog has never seen. Soon I will unpack all of those tools I have had packed up for 3.2 years and I will be cutting some fucking wood and nailing some shit left/right. Holla.
8. Who else is excited about the new WNBA season? I am. Go Storm. That's all I have to say about that.
9. You know how Harry Potter has that scar on his forehead? I took a shower last night and this am, got ready for work etc etc sans hair washing and noticed that in the back of my head, I have this sorta jagged bald area that looks not unlike a lightning bolt. Now, I have a decent head of hair, so imagine my surprise at this situation. I'm going to have to do a back comb-over to cover that shit up. Aside: My favorite poet Mary Oliver admitted that she's currently reading the Harry Potter series. This is prob why I love her like a hurricane.
10. I leave you with a Chick Flick I took at the girls' farm a few weeks ago:
1. I have pitchfork-elbow from helping plant 100 tomato plants and mulching a bunch of hay on the girls' farm last night. I can barely bend my left arm. Of course, I'm not using it for much else so no worries!
2. My strai friend A has a bday tomorrow and so we had pizza and beer tonight. She calls it celebrating her bday season. I say fine.
3. It has been rainy and cold here which is weird for May - I've found 6 spike morel mushrooms growing in my own front yard. They smell like a locker room and I am no fan, but have picked them for my friends. This weekend promises to be in the 80s and sunny so woo to the hoo.
4. I was in a series of meetings from 930am to 415pm today. I literally had time to use the restroom once. This is no way to live!
5. The dogs have been appreciating their country life. And by country, I mean grass and things that normal animals take for granted. It is like they have reclaimed their country dog selves and are rolling all over stuff, smelling actual things that occur in nature, and basically living life. I think they also do not miss all of the concrete and bullshit from out east. I like them like this.
6. I found my glasses by the way. I had placed them in a 'safe place' out at the farm which of course was a window sill ledge far away from anyone/thing. I also took two naps on Sunday to recover and quite frankly am still tired. Oh age! Why must you vex me so?
7. Soon I will be househunting for reals (as they say). In other words, I am looking forward to home ownership and believe that by the early/mid summer, I will have my own crib. Aww ya, MTV cribs KS style. When this event occurs, there will be pictures and stories of parties and cookouts and various/sundry home-related topics the likes of which this blog has never seen. Soon I will unpack all of those tools I have had packed up for 3.2 years and I will be cutting some fucking wood and nailing some shit left/right. Holla.
8. Who else is excited about the new WNBA season? I am. Go Storm. That's all I have to say about that.
9. You know how Harry Potter has that scar on his forehead? I took a shower last night and this am, got ready for work etc etc sans hair washing and noticed that in the back of my head, I have this sorta jagged bald area that looks not unlike a lightning bolt. Now, I have a decent head of hair, so imagine my surprise at this situation. I'm going to have to do a back comb-over to cover that shit up. Aside: My favorite poet Mary Oliver admitted that she's currently reading the Harry Potter series. This is prob why I love her like a hurricane.
10. I leave you with a Chick Flick I took at the girls' farm a few weeks ago:
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