It's summer time now, and with summer time comes HOT weather and yard sales. We tried to have one of our own. It fell with a dramatic flop. For two days of sitting out in the yard perfecting our tans (or in my case: perfecting my sunburn. Lil'bit tans, I just turn pink), we earned less money than I'd like to report. There was a brief scary point wherein I thought we had lost money altogether, including the runs to the store for cinnamon rolls and my purchase of box of lipton to make iced tea.
A lot of people asked if we were moving. We're not. That was before they left without buying anything. They sweetly apologized for not buying anything, remarking that they didn't see anything they could use.
"Oh I agree. That's why we're selling it," I pointed out.
Apart from yard sales, we have been busy. I've spent most of the week shoveling out the barn and the lean-to in preparation for the horse I'm buying (pictures will follow). I, in true city kid fashion, shoved my mp3 player in my pocket, chock full of Disney songs and belted out songs from Beauty and The Beast at top volume while I shoveled poo. It occurs to me now that there may be a reason why our closest neighbors are moving.
Monday we took some sheep to the butcher, but with this somewhat sad occasion came babies. Chicken Mommy's little bantam hen had been sitting on her eggs for about a month, and three hatched, much to our surprise. They were so cute, and there was a lot of squealing as we discovered them.
That's enough random updating for now. I will prod the rest of my family into updating more regularly. I've been out of town for the past several months, and it's apparently up to me now to motivate everyone. And I promise that there will be more pictures in the next post.
1 comment:
*g* love the pic! :P
and those cinnamon roll runs can certainly break the bank.
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