We are doing markets now! I did my first on Tuesday and I really enjoyed it. It is a lot of work, but it's fun work if that makes sense. Most of the day is spent picking then washing and bagging. Some nights we don't get to bed until midnight or later, and whoever is going to market usually is up by 5:30-6am. But how can you complain when you can eat, drink, and smoke on the job! And it doesn't even matter what you're drinking or smoking! It's crazy as Mel! Instead of crazy as hell, Alton decided it is now "crazy as Mel" based on the recent insane behavior of Mel Gibson.
I turned 52 here on the 30th! Thank you for the cards (email and old fashion mail) and all the good wishes. As I started going backwards at 50 I am actually 48 now. And, as I've been talking about for quite a while I have finally shaved my head. Not razor cut, just short! Don't hold your breath for a picture anytime soon. No big psychological issues behind it, as "they" tried to pin on Brittney Spears. It was simply because. And it feels so good!
Since my last posting, the guys did decide that it was time for Newt to run free in the vast pastorial prairies of the sky. She now rests on a beautiful hill next to her mother, Ripley, and brother, Spunkmeyer. We miss her. Poor Max went from being a member of a pack to being an only child. One step forward, two steps back...
Brother's, ey? |
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