2012*2*22 *Friday
EMOM'S MOUNTAIN NEWS
WELCOME HOME DEAR HEARTS, WELCOME HOME
Another OH DEAR day! lolol Get yourselves in here and set yourselves down. Coffee and stuff all ready to enjoy. All except the unbaked pumpkin pie -lolol
Now, we all know that I am mostly on midnite shift sleepwise but I am working on it... sort of... lolol Well, this morning, I rolled out...looked out the east window and saw lots of fog and mist here on the mountain. Low clouds? High humids? Who knows?
Anyhow, I stagger down the hall...headin' for the kitchen! COFFEE!!!! Of course, I am stumbling over the critters... Broken field running time lolol. Let critters out. Warm up the coffee and head for the basement.
The contact thingies on the well pressure gizmo isn't working right so I have to go down to play with the 220 elec contacts. I wait while the pressure builds; make sure the thingy shuts off; then go on about my business.
Well, part of my business today will be to clean up the lil monster's stash of goodies (pictured below) I see a catalog, part of my plaid robe, plastic bags, a package with plant hanger, newspaper and God only knows what else!
Another thing, sometime overnite, I woke, let the dogs out/in. I grab a cigar, check the mail then head for the bed.
Window is open - cold air blowing in - me snuggled under the comforters - all ready to go back to sleep. Do I get to sleep? I don't think so! Do I get trompled on? Oh yeah! Do I get the giggles? Absolutely! I had 3 of them rotten dogs playing ghosty/gotcha (on and under the covers) on the bed! Over and under and behind the pillows... play growling, bouncing - pouncing up and down on this poor ol woman's body! Of course, I had to join in some just to keep things even... sort of!
Lets see here... while I was looking for the pix of the monster's stash, I ran across this pic of Sam, my lil mule. I bot him for a 3 year old but when I mouthed him, he wasn't even two. Mules are a lot different than horses... major understatement here! On the day I went to look/buy him, I found him in a stall in the barn alone. No other critters nor people anywhere within miles. He'd already been worked to haul lumber/fresh cut trees. He was sooooo lonely.
Well, I bot him... Had him hauled home. Now, here is a secret to getting along with equines. When you meet the first time, you breath into both nostrils of the critter. It does make a difference... Trust me, it DOES!
Anyway, here he is, playing with his new toy... a cardboard box... lolol
Guess I am out of here for the time being. Take care and go in safety always. Remember that joy and pleasure is all around if you just look.
Many hugs, much love and lots of laffter... meems
