Chillin'

Ever heard of "Nothing Happenin'" Well, that's how it is today. I am just catching up on my Scrapbook. Actually I am just throwing the pictures on a piece of paper and tossing them in there. Later when I can find the thingymajigy for cricut I will get it done..to make it look nice (I guess).

I put my little Grandbaby to nap, and he is already out. It hasn't even been fifteen minutes or so. I have no idea how early he has been up. He got his television privilege back. You know he was in SPONGEBOB heaven. He has been doing really good lately about behaving around people. I'm glad it's finally kicking in.. there are days..it's like OMG.. LOL, I know every kid goes through this and it's just a stage. Shoot, I was probably worse.. my mother, she wouldn't know..

This morning, AI! ya yahhh... OMG!! I was thinking MURDER next time a hear another demand from the horses. Well, first of all it's my fault..

First.. I stayed up most of the night watching tv and screwing around cuz I couldn't sleep.

Second. I woke up with a yucky allergy problem..

Third. Rusty must of thought we all left him outside.. O GAWD...DRAMA DAWG!!! He was howling, crying, whining like he was getting murdered.. I opened the door.. he was looking the other way.. I sez "RUSTY?? What are you crying about??? HE looks at me like "oh" ***SO BUSTED*** ((SO EMBARRASSING)) and soon after he gathers his wits and starts giving me the third degree about being ignored. AH HUH.. sho you were RUSTY, O CRUSTY...

Fourth. After wanting to fall back asleep.. the horses... BANG BANG BANG..on the water trough.. in my head I'm thinking..oO ((((You know you gotta give them water this morning))). I hear them calling out for me to feed them.. I roll over and stare at the clock.. 7:51 am. Hubby is already gone.. Grandson, busy watching tv.. ~!!BANG BANG BANG BANG!!~ I wanted to scream.. ---WHAT THE FUCK!! GAWDDAMIT LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!--- The horses can read my mind.. Neighing Neigh Neigh Neigh... AGHHHHhhhhhh...!!! I mosey on outta bed... drag my fuggy self right by Grandson... hair bushy.. Grandson looks at me and gives me a sly smile... ~ummmm leave Grandma alone... she don't look too good...yeahhh.. she probably didn't noticed me.. uh huh..~ I put on Grandpa shoes on.. my shoes have knots in them... Grandson creativity.. ugh....Grandpa's shoes...big but comfy...

Fifth. I grab the hook for the hay and start to yank on the hay baling wire.. it doesn't budge.. I look at the hay on top of it.. it's the three wire..egh! I pull the hook harder.. still it doesn't budge.. ..oO(Fukker) I thought. I yank it hard as I can.. I mean I really put my muscles to it, my legs spread and put all my weight to it.. I wasn't gonna let this little fukker get the best of me.. I yank it again.. this time.. I really pull on it.. HAH HA HA!! The damn wire broke and had be tumbling backwards into the panels.. the hook went flying into the weeds by the water tank.. the second I was getting back on my feet.. LEG CRAMP baadly.. I was like SHIT!! I looked at my calve and it was visibly tight and bunching up.. in my mind.. I was like.. oO((Well, you can lay around here in the weeds and yelp around or get your fugly ass up and fight this.))) I stood up and went to look for the hook.. got it.. threw it back to where it belong.. grab the broken wire and gathered my sense..and tossed it in the wire bucket... O there be Gutsy Sassy..telling me to quit screwing around and feed her... I was steaming... I grabbed the wheel barrel and chucked it to the hay.. threw the left over hay in the wheel barrel and fed those dang demanding horses.... I chilled out by the time they got fed.. I started the water... and ahem...

Sixth. Five hours or so, whenever Hubby came home for lunch.. he turned it off. I forgot all about it. HECK the yard wasn't near flood, ahem.. uhhh..noo

BY then.. I wasn't lazy or tired.. oooh no.. I got this creative ideas reeling in me head.. next was to think how I was gonna run it by Grandson.. cuz he is my human model.. I might have to find a mannequin.. I sez.. hey.. sit here and do nothing.. O that was just too much for him to handle.. NOo he didn't just sit there and do nothing.. I hear a THUD.. I look over to him.. there he is scrambling back on the chair.. O gollleeee...

But that didn't matter.. I was on the roll and trying to just have him do a couple of things.. and there it was.. yeah.. I DID IT, and it was easy.. We gave one to Grandpa..and I posted some in the Scrapbook..and one went in his blog.. very simple.. I need to find someone to use..