I spent the last few days at my mother's house in the city. She was having a garage sale, and I hung out to keep her company. The sale went horribly, hardly anyone came around. She made a few dollars anyway.
Someone decided that my mother had a potty mouth. My friend Hooter had come over and we were all talking in the kitchen. Mom got down a glass, got some Ice and filled her glass with some pop. I really don't recall the conversation at the time, because suddenly my mother was spitting the pop out into the sink. I asked her what was wrong. Turns out someone had filled the pop bottle with soap! Hooter and I couldn't stop laughing for a very long time. My side still hurts just retelling this.
Mom had a sad story to tell as well. She and her husband were at a McNasty's having lunch when a man walked in. He went straight for the trash can. He pulled out some fries and went outside. Mom and stepfather were talking about him a bit. He hadn't approached anyone in the restaurant about food. Mom looked around, and saw him on the sidewalk, he had found a partial cigarette and was smoking it. When he finished, he came back into the restaurant and went through the trash again. This time he pulled out some more food and a bit of something to drink, then sat down at a table. My stepfather approached him, and asked if he wanted a meal. The man looked at my stepfather (and this is when my mother starts crying in the story) I will be honest, he tells my stepdad. I have twenty dollars in my pocket. It is all I have left. I have lost everything, and I am scared to spend the last of y money. Stepfather didn't care, told him to come on, he will buy him a meal. They got to the counter, and stepfather told him to order what he wanted. The man never once asked anyone for any money in the restaurant.
In other news, the garden is doing well. Harvesting a bunch of peas, making jellies, growing the best grass this side of Kansas! Weeds. . . gggrrrr. . .
We have a date set to move cattle, 4th of July. How fun will that be? Not like I have a few other things I have to do that day.
oh and yeah You want to tick me off? Then pull this one on me. Neighbor across the way called. We made a deal that I could exchange some labor for a few sheep well she reneged on that offer. Instead I get a phone call, I am handing the care of all the animals over to you. WHAT!?! I don't have room for them here yet, not until the cattle are moved. There is no power at the house across the way, so I have to lug water over there. I am livid that she would do this. She is being neglectful and putting me in a bad position. Husband and I are slowly moving the animals over, so that we don't have to keep doing this all the time, dragging water and feed over twice a day.
Does anyone know a good way to move a ignored and neglected donkey? You put a bridle on her and she freezes. She was trained when they got her, and they never did any work with her after that.
A couple of the woolies are males, too many males. So looks like soon I will be posting a How to butcher your Lambs.