Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Trying To Think Ahead - Or - Where Is My Behind?

No, I haven't forgotten everyone. I'm sorry I haven't been blogging for a while, but I have a good excuse. :) I've been trying to think ahead of myself and try to accomplish as much as I can before my up-coming surgery. I'm trying to get my computer desk cleaned off and not just by throwing everything in a drawer either. Then there's always the laundry and ironing. Add to that small things like ordering the eartags for this year's lamb crop. Well, the list goes on and on.
And in the midst of trying to get things done around Oleo Acres (one of the Cheaper Spreads), I've been making trips into town for blood tests, x-rays, and assorted other medical necessities. I find myself sitting down for a bit of a break and slipping off for a short, er, power-nap. Well, that shoots the day in the butt.
Oh, I don't want to give you the wrong impression here. In no way do I wish to become a Superwoman, although it sure would be great to fly from here to there and see through walls. I wonder if there's a Superwoman ironing secret that would allow me to blast through the umpteen shirts I need to iron for my DH. That would be great! I do want to have as much of these little things done as I can to make it easier on my DH, the cats and the sheep as well as myself. I will rest better knowing that I won't have to come home to many little things that I won't be able to do for a while. And a few friends have told me I need not to concern myself with anything other than healing properly without pushing myself. Who? Moi?
So, that's why I haven't been blogging a lot lately.
My mother used to say, "I am a mother. I worry, worry, worry." We used to tease her about how she would worry about everything and all of us. Now that I am older, a wife and a mother, I fully understand what my mother meant. She wasn't worrying...she was multitasking! A woman ahead of her time. She just didn't have a catchy phrase to describe what she did.

So, that's what's been going on around here. Nothing exciting except for winning Lauren's neat story contest. (And where that story came from...well, let's just say that pain meds were involved and we'll leave it at that!) I'm here. I'm just trying to get all my ducks in a row with just two weeks to train them.



I wonder if sheep can be trained to do housework? Hmmm<>
















Did I hear someone say "cookies"?

(Skittles running for the barn!)

6 comments:

Tina T-P said...

Hmmm - I read that story you wrote for Lauren last night and, well, those must be some interesting drugs LOL. T.

Michelle at Boulderneigh said...

What beautiful scenery in those photos. Take time to enjoy it! (Isn't that what you're always telling me???)

Before I made my final decision yesterday, I was a good girl and called Rick. He gave the go-ahead, no fuss! It's gotta be a sign.... See glimples of the new additions on my blog.

Kelly said...

Mom, we need a link to the story! Can you please put this into your entry (maybe on the existing word "story")? :)

melanie said...

The story was a hoot - you should tell the doctor what the pain meds did for you, they'll never believe it.

Believe me, if AZ were closer, I'd help with the shirts...(by sending my DH over to teach your DH how to iron.) I am so lucky to have someone who is actually FABULOUS at ironing and who finds it relaxing?! Leaves me more time to garden...

Kathy L. said...

My DH really does do his own ironing - and most of the time has pitched n without being asked. Very handy to have around! ;-)

Leigh said...

Peace of mind is priceless, and I fully understand what you're working toward. Plus all your preparations give you something constructive to focus on. Thanks for giving us an update. Now.... off to read your story!