When your best friend says, “Your life is hilarious.” You know there’s gotta be something there. Sometimes the entertainment comes from the things I do (like bleaching my horse’s hair, for instance). Sometimes it comes from the things that happen to me. Other times it just comes from the way I see what goes on in my every day life…
SOOOOOOOO we started the day off with a screeeeeeeech from Neverland (i.e. Ellie’s room). It was 12:45 am. Any reasonable soul would think that a 21 month old child would soon be back to sleep, right? I let her screech for about 30 minutes, then realized that Jeffrey had to be up at 4:15 am to catch a 7 am flight, so I thought I’d be kind and go comfort the little one. WRONG decision…well, maybe not the wrong decision, but certainly not one that suited my personal needs. I walked in and Ellie says, “HI MOMMA!!!!” Oh lord almighty, save me. The child wanted to play. I, of course, told her it wasn’t time to play and she very respectfully said, “Otay, Momma. Apple, apple.” And so I was roped into singing the “Apple, Apple” song over and over. Then it was “If you’re happy and you know it…” and then it was saying yet another swim class rhyme, “The fish are in the ocean…” When I would start to fall asleep while saying the ditty, she’d fill in the words, but loudly.
“The fish are………..in….the………………………ocean. The fish are……………in………….”
“THE SEA! THE SEA! THE SEA!!!” she would scream until I said it back to her.
“He’d better appreciate what I’m doing for him,” was all I could think. I knew that if I put her back in her crib she would scream, and that would just defeat the purpose of my having crawled out of bed in the first place. “He needs his sleep” kept running through my head. After 2.5 hours of repeating the swim class routine, I was done. I figured he had to be up soon, and I just couldn’t stay awake anymore. I popped her in her crib, and after about 30 minutes of freaking out, she fell silent. I took a deep breath and crossed my fingers hoping that she’d sleep in.
I said goodbye to Jeffrey at 4:30 am, and drifted back to sleep.
6:15 am: “Mommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmma! AQUI!!!!! MOMMA! MOMMA!”
Really? REALLY? I pried my eyes open and dragged myself through the morning routine. It’s 9:45 pm now, and I’ve had so much coffee to stay awake, that now I’m not sure I’ll be able to sleep. HA. Too funny.
Dr. Johnson came out this morning to give Avdoo his first acupuncture treatment. He LOVED it! It was so amazing to see the results be so instantaneous – seconds after she put the first needle in, he let out a huge sigh and relaxed. He was extremely well behaved, and I was proud to see all the hard work that I’ve put into him this year pay off. The vet tech I talked to later in the day said that Dr. Johnson told everyone how impressed she was with him, and what an amazingly nice horse he is (not that I NEEDED her to say that, but it certainly feels good!).
After the time of relaxation at the barn, I headed straight to get my teeth cleaned. I’ve been horrible about keeping my cleaning appointments, and when I was in the office yesterday getting my tooth checked on, they told me they had an opening today with Leah (my favorite hygienist). I figured last minute things tend to work better for me, and so I took it. I’m glad I did, since my veneers were getting a little discolored from all the damn coffee I drink – today being a good example.
The rest of the day was spent with Ellie in the garden, planting, weeding, walking, cleaning, and playing. She is at such a great age – I LOVE it!
The garden is well on it’s way to being in full bloom. I LOVE it. I had spend some time in the rose garden with my organic bug spray (without EG, obviously), as we’ve had a bit of an infestation of aphids. I had one small bottle, and thought it would be enough, but with over 50 bushes, I fell short. I need to spray a few more rows, but I’ve got no more spray. Tomorrow I’ll have to head out and pick more up.
I spent time in the vegetable garden, which is beginning to be peppered with greenery (I didn’t get a photo), and then spent an hour or so weeding in the flower garden. I’m thrilled that this year I might actually get to see my poppies bloom…
You see, the first year we were here, Jeffrey and his friend Matt thought they had found (and I quote) “the biggest dandelion ever.” They tried to help by taking it out of the garden. Thankfully, they left the root. So convinced were they that they had the world’s record for biggest dandelion that they saved the leaves to show me. NICE, Guys, NICE.
The second year, I told Victor not to pull it, but he did anyway, thinking I didn’t know what I was talking about. That’s all I have to say about that.
THIS year, they have made it this far, and even have a flower bud…but we’re not through yet, so we’ll see what happens.
The only other “event” was with Jax – she ate something, and can’t stop drooling. I gave her benedryl, and we’ll see how she is in the morning. That’s the problem with having acreage – you have no idea what your dogs get into. Last time she drooled like this, it turned out she had tried to eat a bees nest. She had to have steroid shots – at least she’s not that bad tonight!
Aaaah, the joys of the farm (I use that phrase a lot, don’t I????? Maybe I should rename the blog….hmmmmm).