the 22nd on a Saturday

It's still not finished. Between the rains and "knocking off early"... and if you think it looks messy now, you should have seen it before Mike and I spent a solid two hours cleaning around it. These construction guys sure aren't good stewards to Mother Earth. Not just construction crap everywhere but drink bottles, food wrappers, tobacco-chew cans, you name it. We continue to point out to them the LARGE black trash can that is there for their convienience, but they've yet to use it.


Today, our to-do-list was as long as my arm but we only scratched off a couple of things. The guinea's now have a townhouse, they're a month old, and can now get on the ground in search if bugs. We've got aplenty of bugs. They have a heat lamp upstairs and the dangling light downstairs is to attract insects.

A cute, young couple visited this morning to see and learn about the goats. Once they get properly set up, they want to get some dairy goats.

Henry is always watching for me, for 15 years, that "Humane Society special" has been the best companion a girl could ever hope for.

Mike's watching the Bristol NASCAR race on TV, and will play duplicate bridge online later. I'm solving Anagram Magic Squares (although my chiggers are much better now) and drinking a diet Sunkist. A fun weekend for us, no joke, real easygoing is the way we like it.

The answer - Vanity is other peoples pride.