Well, I'm back to teeing it up for the summer. . .which means my blog is a year old! crazy!
The ranch is going well so far, I've been doing a lot of cooking and kitchen work so far, but am itching to take a work crew out shoveling manure or bucking bales. I've made a pretty complete transformation into boyhood. . . i'm always dirty and rarely care, I shower infrequently, and find myself resorting to Chuck Norris as a point of reference in conversation. I've been sort of accident prone so far. . . I keep finding random bruises in odd spots, the other day I burnt my hand pretty bad getting a pan out of the oven, and then today I sliced a really deep cut in my right pointer. . . I'm not really sure how bad it is, I couldn't look at it. . .I started spurting blood everywhere so I just held it tight under the sink and then hobbled to a low seat where I blacked out for a moment or too. Not my finest moment to be sure. I'm just hoping I'm having all my bad luck the first week. . . and that these events do not foreshadow some pending doom! (j/k j/k). Oh and the other thing? I'm tuckered out 24/7. . . these boys are wearing me out! Thank goodness I will never have 26 children at once.