I have absolutely nothing noteworthy enough going on right now to talk about here! I thought I should just come and say that.
I am not sure if I am ready for cold weather. I hate being cold. It never used to bother me but now I cannot stand it. I have to have the heat so high in the car that I am sure I would nauseate the normal person. In fact, I have nauseated myself before if I were to be honest. That much dry heat just cannot be good for you.
The tractors are out at night now taking the corn from the fields and there is something quite relaxing about this to me. Strange. It is an eerie light in a sea of blackness and a steady whir of the tractor. "They" must be on others tasks during the day because it isn't until the sun starts to set that they roll onto the fields and get started.
Maybe only the first 15 rows on the perimeter are corn and inside the perimeter its all marijuana? (I can't spell mary jo, how funny!) Or maybe it is some other illicit street drug that must be gathered under the cloak of darkness. Well, I doubt it but it sure is fun to consider.
I drove by the Redneck Crossing for old time sake and even that has left me with nothing to report! Nothing, I got nothing...
I am not going to watch Intervention tonight (on A&E). This became habit forming (no pun intended) when I was in the hospital - but now I find it so depressing that when its over I have an overall blah feeling. Not only that, but I can put away a fair amount of ice cream during shows like that and then I have to go to bed feeling like the Nina, the Pinta AND the Santa Maria.
One particular episode was about a gal who had anorexia and bulimia and played a chew/spit game at night after her boyfriend would go to bed. She chewed food but then spit it in a cup instead of swallowing it. Now imagine me watching this with a large bowl of ice cream topped with malted milk and chocolate sauce as I am thinking, "I could never spit this out...never!" And somehow I felt really normal in that moment with my half gallon of ice cream!
Ok. That's enough. I must find something worthwhile to do. I hope the week brings more than this write about. I have a trip to my favorite Chateau fast approaching so my next post may be from the within the walls of the hotel you cannot leave. St. Mary's. Woo. Hoo.
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According to the internets, Iowa is home to thousands of vampire farmers.
Um, your capthca word is 'ockiness'. I don't know what it means but I think I'm going to start using it.
Hello!!
I'll figure this thing out yet!
Hope all is well (I spoke with Mom and it sounds like it is - Yipee!!) I too find it some how comforting to see them in the fields at night although when I was the one IN the field at night it's on the creepy side. Thanks for the card - GOOD GOD!
Suzette got her card!! We all have our moments, but most don't get captured on film.
Yay! Suzie got her card! That is why Mike and I disappeared for a moment while you were here a couple Saturdays ago. I had to show him the kodak moment from our fearless 20's!
I am doing great btw - skin grafts are a beautiful thing - except when you look back at the donar site - aichiwowah!
You amaze me, friend! I love your how you stay so upbeat and graceful and funny through it all. WIll be in Decorah for the Turkey Feast. BTW-I have witnessed the Red Neck Corner. Must be somethin' in the summer!!!!
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