Muckin’ it Up!

Farm Diva’s, let me tell you about a little gift I received.  They’re called Muck Boots.
 
What?  You’ve already got a pair?  Figures that I’d be the last to own them.
For the rest of city dwellers who’ve not a clue what I’m talking about, Muck Boots are just the Cadillac of barn boots.  Thick rubber that [...]

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Boy, Won’t He Be Surprised?

The rehab horse, who’s been renamed Frisco, was picked up and moved to his new home yesterday. After struggling with the flu for a couple of days, the last thing I wanted to do was play wild horse catcher outside in the freezing rain, and yet that’s what I did. Frisco did not [...]

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the flu

Darling and I are down with the flu.  It’s a nasty bug and I’m barely able to sit and type.
Hope everyone had a merry Christmas, and I’ll be back once this bug has left me.

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Christmas Comes but Once a Year…

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, except that dad-gummed crazy cat.
She ran through the packages with little regard
to the money that had been spent or put on the charge card
Up and down the tree she went in a dash
Sending ornaments flying and landing with a crash
And City [...]

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Christmas Eve

It’s another dark and dreary day, and I’m decidedly not in the Christmas spirit.  Both the washer and dry quit on me yesterday morning, meaning I’ll be spending today at the laundromat.  Jolly jolly.  I’ve got pies to bake and a few more gifts to wrap.  Darling needs her hair done and really, something ought [...]

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