Crashing news! Literally....

This morning I was going through our local McDonald's drive-thru, running late to work in a usual Monday morning fashion, when I happened to glance to my left and there peering out of the newspaper stand was an article titled: A New Library in Tipp.  It took my brain a millisecond to realize that the picture under the heading was of me!  Naturally, I had to back up and look again, just to make sure my eyes were not playing tricks on me in the early morning hours.  Unfortunately, I did not notice the small black car with it's headlights off behind me.....

Bump!

I get out of my car, assess the very minor damage to both cars, apologize to the woman I bumped into, and start rambling on about how sorry I was while I try to explain what I was doing.

"Oh my gosh!  I am so sorry!  I did not see you there.  I was just looking over at that news stand, backed up for a better look at myself and BAM!  There you were."

She looked at me as if she was already having a bad morning that had just gotten worse, and said:  "Were you trying to see yourself in the reflection of the glass?  Were you trying to fix your hair?"

"No, I wear my hair like this all the time!"  I exclaim.  "See there?," as I point to the news stand.  "That's me!  How cool is it that I'm in the newspaper this morning, and look that that font size!  It is HUGE!"

I can see she is not impressed.  Quietly I give her my insurance information, apologize once more and we part ways.

I knew my next call was going to be to the Reluctant Farmer.  I had to call her for two reasons.  First, I needed to have her drive to McDonald's to buy a copy of the newspaper because I had no cash on me.  (Priorities!)  Second, I needed to explain to her why our car insurance premiums were going to increase.  Sadly, she was not impressed with the latter half of the conversation, therefor she was really not impressed with the first half of the conversation either.

My good mood was not going to be derailed though, even when she later texted me a picture of the article with a message that read:  "Hooray for slow news days!"

I think someone is bitter about my font size.....

Stolen saddles, diarrhea and a broken toe....

Let me start off this blog post by saying I think I broke my toe.  And it hurts hella bad....

Recently there have been some issues at our horse barn with stolen tack.  The thieves have been targeting saddles, and where our saddles are nothing too special, it would be very inconvenient to replace them.  Because of this we have been toting our saddles back and forth to the barn, which is also inconvenient, but I flat out refuse to give a thief anything if I can help it.  

When the saddles are home they sit on a portable saddle rack in the living room just waiting for my unsuspecting little toe to find them when I make late night "pee-pee" runs and cut the corner too close.  

I must confess that every time I hit my toe on that rack of saddles, I loudly throw out to the universe that I wish eternal diarrhea upon that thief, and hope karma makes his belly hurt.  I hope it feels like a Skyline/Chipotle/Coldstone Creamery kind of night and he regrets ever being dishonest.  I also hope this moment hits him after someone else in his household has used the last roll of toilet paper.  And while he is sitting on that "white thunder box" I pray he reflects back on his less than stellar behavior and makes better choices for the future....

Give me back my testicles!

Two weeks ago we pulled a very scared, un-socialized Border Collie from our animal shelter.  As luck would have it we found a rescue for him and agreed we would keep him for two weeks until another foster home came available.  

He came to us a trembling mess of nerves hardly able to stand, and with his tail tucked so tightly underneath him, that it looked like hid tail had been docked.  He left a jolly sort, minus two testicles, whom had finally known love.  

Now I don't speak dog, but I think I completely understand what he was trying to tell me today:

Thanks for everything!  

The love, the kindness, the fun!  

But give me back my testicles....

Thank you Great Lakes Border Collie Rescue for giving this guy and the many other a chance at life.  

If you build it...

"If you build it he will come..."

                                                                         Field of Dreams 

Morgan Freeman?!

The Reluctant Farmer and I went to the fair last week, and while we were there walking around the exhibits I found the biggest and baaaad-est sheep at the fair.  But being big was not the only cool thing about this boy...

Me:  "Whoa!  Look at that giant sheep!  He's my favorite." I exclaimed, as I ran up the the largest sheep I had ever seen and the clearly the biggest sheep in the exhibit at our local fair.

The Reluctant Farmer:  "That one is your favorite?!"

Me:  "Yes!  Isn't he cool?!  And he is so sweet!"

The Reluctant Farmer:  "I don't know.  I can't get past the fact he looks like Morgan Freeman...."

Well, now that she mentions it, she might have a point....

Little Free Library Project

Several years ago I read about a program called the Little Free Library.  It's a take a book, leave a book program that offers a way for people to share books in their neighborhood.  As a lover of books, I was immediately intrigued by this concept and really wanted to host my own Little Free Library.  

My uncle and I made plans to make a box for my library project, however things like weather and time got in the way.  Several weeks ago though I bit the bullet and purchased a pre-assembled box off of the Little Free Library website (www.littlefreelibrary.org).

My box arrived last week, and I was so excited to get it in the ground but I knew I needed help with the installation due to the fact it weighs 45 pounds and I did not want it to fall over on anyone!  

Much to my surprise my mother called me yesterday and mentioned during our phone conversation, that my Uncle Craig was in town.  I knew if this box was going to make it out of my living room and into my front yard, this was the day.

Generously Uncle Craig agreed to come help me make my dream a reality, and after a visit to the hardware store he got down to business!  (If you ever get the chance to watch a true craftsman work, it's pretty intense.) He measured everything 14 times, made it all flush and perfect, and I can assure you there will be no teenage thug ripping my library out of the ground!  (Nor, will it fall on any small children.)  His work is top notch!

The finished product is everything I hoped it would be.  I am so excited!  If you are in the neighborhood of 319 S. Fifth St., Tipp City, Ohio, please come by and visit my little library.  It has a bit of something for everyone.  Or better yet, visit their website and start your own Little Free Library today!

A Riddle...

I have a little riddle for you, my readers...

What has 8 legs and 3 heads?

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Do you give up?!

2 girls and a patient horse!

These two young ladies are adorable, with their love for horses and good times.  Tiger was more than willing to give them a lift after Katzya's riding lesson today.