Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Yes Yes Yes Yes

  • Ha! I was eating a little pre-packaged snack bag of carrots with a little thing of ranch dressing. When I was done, my pretty plump cat decided that she wanted to eat too so she stuck her head in the empty snack bag and suddenly the bag was attached to her face. She walked backwards toward the edge of the bed, shaking her head around, trying to get the bag off. I laughed so hard and desperately wanted to take a picture but I decided to save my poor cat from falling off the bed instead. Hilarious.
  • I went to work yesterday. I left work with my boss riding her very handsome horse Santana. Not more than 45 minutes later, my boss calls me and says that a yearling, Foxy, has decided that he wanted to breed so he attempted to climb over the gate. The gate broke and caused such a stir that the other ponies broke through the other gate. Thus causing not just two but four paddocks to be thrown into an uproar. None the less Foxy managed to breed Daydream three times before my boss was able to remove him from her backside. This was very entertaining.
  • Decided not to climb the Nose on Sunday. I admit that I was not feeling up to my feet being cooked in climbing shoes for several hours. Nor subjecting my boyfriend to the terror of climbing slab; fear does not promote a healthy sex life. So we went canoeing on the French Broad. We were both so excited about catching fish but apparently we were fishing the section of the Broad that does NOT have any fish. I knew as soon as the river started to smell like cow. So while my boyfriend paddled I sat in front with my umbrella, casting into all the slow moving eddies that floated by. (Ok, I paddled too, I'm not a total bitch.) Around the last bit of 6 o'clock, my boyfriend and I began to entertain the idea that we might have parked the second car along the wrong river and we would have to go all the way to Asheville to get a ride back. With each bend we became anxious to see the bridge we had parked at. Needless to say these thoughts were just plain silly but that is what happens when fishing trips don't involve any fish.

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