Someone's Gone Broody

It's me.

I'm just in a mood.

RIP Sweet FiFi 2010

Not a bad mood, not a good mood.

Not an 'eh' mood - just a mood.

It's 100 degrees outside.

It's been unseasonably warm for quite some time now - and there's a drought up here in Indiana.

One match could eliminate the entire garden at this point.

I can guarantee you that the garden does not look like this, and yet I keep posting this picture - much like a woman would do on Match.com - take the best photo from a few years ago - and keep posting it like it's current.
Mmmhmmm.

Uncle Joe is moving kinda slow.

I do declare I nearly fainted dead away by the time I hung up an entire load of delicates on the clothesline.

I do believe it was dry by the time I finished hanging it.

A year without Roundup is visibly evident now, and the weeds have won the war my friend.

I'm about ready to put little white flags all over the yard.

The zinnias surrender!

I think Scarlett and Aunt Jemima were trying to break it to Buddy gently, that they just 'aren't in the mood' in this hot weather - and would appreciate being left alone.

The chickens are cranky.

One hen was so irritated that she attacked me when I went to take her egg.

Whenever a hen gets agitated and I'm near by - Buddy, the rooster takes it personally and comes to show me who's boss.

Sadly, he is always reminded that I'm the boss.

You can't let roosters sense fear.

They will hunt you down and peck your eyes out.

Not really, but it sure seems like it sometimes.

I did not, and do not cotton to this behavior - and I gave them all a loud lecture threatening to 'put their asses on Craig's List' or in the next pen over where the meat birds are housed,  that I call "Aushwitz'.

"Well maybe I'll just leave the roost door open tonight!  Take your chances with the coons!"

Is this menopause?

The carrying on of the hens when they lay an egg is normally music to my ears - but it's been annoying me lately.

Menopause?

"Shut up already!  So you laid an egg!  Whooptie do!"

Then I realized if I gave birth to something bigger than my head on a daily basis, I suppose I should have some bragging rights as well.

I want to sell everything.

I mean everything.

I want a microhouse and three hens and one beehive.

Maybe two tomato plants.

And a bicycle.

Well, OK - one rooster.

That's it.

I've become obsessed with yard sales.

More so than I was before.

I'm buying up clothes like I'm related to the Duggar's.

This goes against everything I just mentioned in the last paragraph.

I cobbled up a list the other day and felt better, more in control.

Then I took a nap.

I don't know if I'm coming or going.

I am going.

Camping - this weekend.

Returning The Squirrel to it's natural habitat.

Severe storms predicted for our first day there.

Of course there are.

Sunday on the way to get my BBQ splurge meal I lost my $500 trifocals.

We were on the motorcycle and I had my prescription sunglasses on my face, and my trifocals in my shirt.

Doesn't my grape salad look like a monkey face?  Or maybe it does to me cause I can't see anything since I've lost my trifocals.

After I ate, I realized I didn't have them anymore.

We retraced our steps and drove slowly but didn't see them.

Even took the car out - driving ten miles an hour all the way there with the flashers on and me hanging out of the passenger side door looking for them - but no luck.

All I got was car sick.

I would have walked the whole thing - but it's 100 degrees out and it was 10 miles.

There's a possum some where out there rejoicing that he can finally see.

 

I tried in vain to get this picture to fit right. : -/

Summer honey extraction is complete - email me if you are interested!  I have a few pints extra.

I got stung in the ankle, took two Benadryl and slept for 10 hours while Glenco cleaned honey off of the cat's head and kitchen light fixtures.

I keep thinking I should close the blog up for good, that I've plum run out of things to talk about.

But now, after ranting - I feel better.

So, now I'll go put away the groceries that I brought in an hour ago when I decided to sit down and do this blog post.

Amen.