It's been a rough Saturday. The morning started a little shaky as Mike (annoyed) pointed out to me that I made the dog breakfast before I made him breakfast. Now, keep in mind, I had considered asking Mike if he wanted some of Oscar's scrambled eggs... but then I thought better when I reviewed in my mind how that whole conversation would go. So instead I just decided to point out to Mike that as soon as he treated me as well as the dog treats me, I would make him breakfast first. ha ha... Oscar gets scrambled eggs every Saturday morning.. Gotta keep the coat looking nice!
Mike (in a retaliatory manner) then pointed out to me the fact that I always have some kind of slobber on me somewhere. (Not mine of course, and yes, this was our breakfast conversation)... And he's right. I usually have some sort of slobber on me. It's not my fault that all the creatures here look at me like I'm some sort of big walking drool rag or something.. Dogs, Horses, Cattle, everybody wipes drool on me. Last night, Molly rubbed her head all over my pants after drinking and got me totally drenched... Rasmus follows suit.. If I had a dime for every time one of the horses sneezed in my face and shared with me.. nice! And even the cattle. I am the treat lady after all. Rosie gets slobber all over me.... So does Jimmy Dean...
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| Come closer so I can sneeze on you.... |
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| Ahh, it's treat lady... Come closer treat lady.. What do you have for me? |
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| Yum! |
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| Let me kiss you in appreciation of the nice treat you just gave me... |
The day continued to go poorly when the clothes washer appeared to die... So Mike spent the afternoon fighting with it to no avail. He had the front off, the back off, parts flying everywhere.... Looks like some parts will be coming in the mail next week... I helped out by changing a light bulb so he could see. ha ha... I'm good at fixing things too I guess. (not so much :-)
Then, I had a near death experience with a spider and yes, my life passed in front of my eyes as I was shrieking in terror. But thank goodness my lightening fast reflexes and extreme survival training allowed me to leap to safety and grab my fly swatter. I'm pretty sure I heard the spider muttering he was going to eat me.. I know I saw fangs with venom dripping that surely would have paralyzed me... Mike did yell at me from the laundry room wondering what all the racket was about and keep it down (or something like that).
Since Mike was still busy with the washer, I went out to water animals and make sure everyone was okay in the heat... Another crisis!! I discovered Thor has broken one of his horns. Major crisis!!! Mike was really
not pleased now. It's a bummer and now he looks a little lopsided but I'm sure it will grow out eventually.. But he does look a little funny though.
T-Bone's horns are still beginning to peak out... not really too exciting yet but they are coming... but kinda cute!
So while Mike was having a bad day with the broken horns, and the washer, and suffering with an insensitive spouse who is always covered in animal slobber and doesn't make him breakfast first..... I was patiently waiting for Karley to get here. Yep! Karley is here again. She got here in good shape and happily announced it's Harry Potter Weekend because the Harry Potter premier is next Thursday Midnight! 10 minutes after getting home, she was stretched out in front of the TV and yelling at me that I better not put her picture on the blog... So sorry Karley. :-)
Now she's actually asleep in the chair with her Harry Potter book open. Yes, she was reading Harry Potter while she was watching Harry Potter but the drive did her in...
What's on tap for tomorrow?? Since the washer has bested Mike, Karley and I will be heading to Quimby to use Gma and Gpa's washer. :-) Good excuse to see the parents. Better get to bed early this week. I'm not sure how well I'll do with a midnight showing of the Harry Potter premier. I haven't stayed up that late since.... well I can't remember when. Until next time!
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