Well I have to say that yesterday was one for the books. It all started out at work where I was really swamped with trying to be back-up for one of my teammates and get caught up with my own work from being out for 10 days. Sounds taxing, right? Well it would have been and should have been but as it turned out, the reports I needed were delayed by, oh, say about 4 hours.
Since I couldn't do the reports and I had a couple hours of OT from the day before, I asked my boss if I could just leave early and run the reports the next day. She let me! Woo Hoo I was off and driving. I stopped at Food Lion to pick up a few things (my Publix is still under construction and they're making some really good progress!) like yogurt, bread, milk (ew) etc. They had a sign on the glass indicating that the Bud and Bud Light were on sale for $12.99 an 18 pack. I got all my groceries and headed for the check-out.
Of course the beer rang up wrong at $15.49 so I had to tell the lady that the sign was posted outside for $12.99. She called another lady who went out there and checked it. She came back in with the sign all crumpled up in her hands and I got the beer for $12.99. So now, here I am out of work early, getting beer on sale and it's a beautiful day outside. A little warm but I'm off work early so who cares? LOL I am just lovin it!
I'm all smiles going home too. There's no traffic, ever, and not a cloud in the sky. I have WSM on the radio so I can listen to the old country western songs (you can listen live at wsm.com) and I can't think of any better place to be than on my way home. When I arrive, the gate is open. This never happens now that we have Jimbo but there it was open as could be. I drive on through and head up to the cabin where I find Wally and Daryl getting ready to go back down the holler where the bull dozer is. I guess I put a damper on their plans because after they helped me in with the groceries, Daryl headed off to Pee Wee's and Wally came inside to hang out with me.
We debated whether or not we wanted to go to Pee Wee's, it was Wednesday after all, and finally decided what the heck. Wally got a shower while I put away the groceries. I ate a chicken salad sandwich, grabbed a beer and we were off like a prom dress. Jimbo had just gotten outside the fence when we got to it. Wally got out and led him back inside. He was in no hurry to get away, he just wanted all that sweet grass on the other side of the fence. They say it's greener over there you know? lol
Driving to Pee Wee's is half the fun for me. It's all horse farms, cow pastures, corn fields and the like. I can't get enough of it. The cow pastures are full of the little spring calves and the corn is so close to being ready you can almost smell it in the air. Everyone has something growing in their yards whether it's flowers, corn, tomatoes, peppers, or hay, you're going to see something. I always wonder what is in the silos... Too bad no one ever invites me over to see. lol!
We had fun at Pee Wee's - some of those guys tell some pretty darn funny stories. Half are probably just a bunch of bull but they are funny just the same. I did get my hands on some chicken feet to use in my endless broth making efforts. They came frozen in a package at .99 lb from one of the little local grocery stores. I know you think it's gross but I've done a lot of reading on the subject and the feet supply large amounts of condroitin (spelling?) which we need for good joint health. Trust me, the skin and nails are removed prior to boiling! If you're interested in reading up on this subject, check out the nourished kitchen website. Jenny is well educated on it and makes some strong points for usage.
Yes, they all thought I was crazy. One guy was actually interested in hearing my spiel though so that was encouraging. His wife has serious joint pain from RA and he felt like maybe this would be helpful for her. I told him I would bring some broth for her next time we go. If she consumes only a 1/2 a cup a day, it will start to help. But enough about that, don't want you to get too grossed out :)
We were home while it was still daylight so Wally took me to see the work he had done with the bull dozer. We left out on the 4 wheeler and soon reached the dozer. He climbed up in the seat and I sat beside him hanging on for dear life. Lordy that thing is big and loud and very rickety to ride on. This being a first for me I was fascinated by how strong it is and what it can do with anything that gets in the way. We moved trees that were down, two at a time, over to the side of what used to be the road. We piled rocks into those big old holes as we went and reached the top without too much trouble. It was getting dark and guess what? They don't put lights on bull dozers, at least not this one. I could see fireflies all over the place down there but the road wasn't easy to make out. I could tell where the holes were because they were darker areas than where the rocks were :) Other than that, I was dependent on Wally knowing that old road like the back of his hand. He totally impressed me with being able to maneuver that thing. It doesn't have a steering wheel, it has a rod for left and another one for right. By pushing and pulling on them he was able to make it go where he wanted it to.
There are pedals and gears too but don't ask me how all that works - it will never compute in this brain of mine. He did let me steer once we got up to the driveway and that was fun. I did pretty good for my first time! At least I stayed on the road. Oh, and I forgot to tell you. I had changed into my overalls for this trip. Marcia gave them to me a while back but they never fit me. They fit now and Wally said they were perfect for the job! I can hear you laughing all the way up here! That's okay - I laughed too. I imagine we were a sight to behold, both of us up on that machine and I in my overalls with it pitch black outside...cool, huh?
Keep me in mind next time you see someone up on a bull dozer, you never know, I just might learn to work one some day...
"Beauty isn't worth thinking about; what's important is your mind. You don't want a fifty-dollar haircut on a fifty-cent head." ~Garrison Keillor
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