Back in the office, sitting in front of a computer all day.
Spring planting is in full swing. I'm back on the mark-out bar making nice, soft beds for the spuds to spend the summer in. Too bad this computer doesn't have internet access. Just a little picture of a tractor going back and forth leaving a yellow line in its wake. A very slow, unaction packed game of something or other. The whole experience is like a Goliath, slow motion game of Pong. Scoot along to one side of the field, turn around and head back. Repeat eight billion times. The only real action I get is when I have to get out to pick up a rock- and that's just annoying.
Seriously though. I really don't mind it. It's only ten days and it's fun getting the crops in. The GPS is fairly accurate. Gets you within 0.1 inches of where you need to be, more or less.
Small town stuff
You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.
The tractor takes up most of the road. The mark-out bar hangs off each side of the road. A cattle drive takes up even more room than that. So, when we two met head on, there was a bit of a dilemma. Fortunately the neighbor had a wide driveway and I could use the tractor/bar as a portable fence to keep the cows out of the yard. No poop in the driveway, no chasing cows through the tulips. Everyone's a winner.
Small town stuff, take too:
The local judge was recommended to be the referee at our wedding. He gladly accepted- pro bono no less! With nearly three months to work us into his schedule there wasn't any problem. Now we notify him that there are less than two weeks. He's a busy man (presides over two counties) but he's still keen on being there for us. So, he's rescheduling a hearing to accommodate us! Who knew we had so much clout already? The entire judicial arm of south Idaho is on hold while we say our vows. No pressure. No one's watching or waiting on you. Just don't forget your line Wilson.
What happens when you have blue stool? Medical help. Now. Do not pass go. You've already passed something that you shouldn't have- and eaten something you shouldn't have.
Normally, and normal people, would go to great pains to avoid what is, undoubtedly, a great pain. Some purposely set out to acquire blue stool(s).
Actually, they're quite cool. Shauna's been having a ball whipping this place into shape. I hear the laundry room is going to be honeydew color. That's right, four walls with endless lists for me to come home to every night. I'm going to start using the front door...
And curtains. Shauna and Ruby Tuesday spent the day on draperies. Very nice touch!
All for now. Better get to bed. Another long day at the office tomorrow.
Spring planting is in full swing. I'm back on the mark-out bar making nice, soft beds for the spuds to spend the summer in. Too bad this computer doesn't have internet access. Just a little picture of a tractor going back and forth leaving a yellow line in its wake. A very slow, unaction packed game of something or other. The whole experience is like a Goliath, slow motion game of Pong. Scoot along to one side of the field, turn around and head back. Repeat eight billion times. The only real action I get is when I have to get out to pick up a rock- and that's just annoying.
Seriously though. I really don't mind it. It's only ten days and it's fun getting the crops in. The GPS is fairly accurate. Gets you within 0.1 inches of where you need to be, more or less.
Small town stuff
You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.
The tractor takes up most of the road. The mark-out bar hangs off each side of the road. A cattle drive takes up even more room than that. So, when we two met head on, there was a bit of a dilemma. Fortunately the neighbor had a wide driveway and I could use the tractor/bar as a portable fence to keep the cows out of the yard. No poop in the driveway, no chasing cows through the tulips. Everyone's a winner.
Small town stuff, take too:
The local judge was recommended to be the referee at our wedding. He gladly accepted- pro bono no less! With nearly three months to work us into his schedule there wasn't any problem. Now we notify him that there are less than two weeks. He's a busy man (presides over two counties) but he's still keen on being there for us. So, he's rescheduling a hearing to accommodate us! Who knew we had so much clout already? The entire judicial arm of south Idaho is on hold while we say our vows. No pressure. No one's watching or waiting on you. Just don't forget your line Wilson.
What happens when you have blue stool? Medical help. Now. Do not pass go. You've already passed something that you shouldn't have- and eaten something you shouldn't have.
Normally, and normal people, would go to great pains to avoid what is, undoubtedly, a great pain. Some purposely set out to acquire blue stool(s).
Actually, they're quite cool. Shauna's been having a ball whipping this place into shape. I hear the laundry room is going to be honeydew color. That's right, four walls with endless lists for me to come home to every night. I'm going to start using the front door...
And curtains. Shauna and Ruby Tuesday spent the day on draperies. Very nice touch!
All for now. Better get to bed. Another long day at the office tomorrow.
Good job Kevin! Good job Shauna! I really thought you were onto some medical problem for a second there!! Can't wait to see it up close!
ReplyDeleteOh Shauna, will you come help me decorate my house?!!! You look like you're having a blast, and it is SO CUTE!! :)
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