"If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day." — E.B. White

Thursday, August 26, 2010

I couldn't make this stuff up

 Wish I were creative and just thinkin up tall tales to entertain others...
As my BFF, Lori, has gotten me into saying ~
"Are you KIDDING me?!"

I'm sure by now folks have figured out that our farmhouse is a crazy place.
The chickens.
The goats.
The dogs.
Enough to scare away any sane person.
I'm known to run screaming out into the fields on occasion when it's all just too much...

But this takes the cake.
Here I am hosting a pony playdate...
(A schoolmate interested in riding lessons has brought her pony to play. Her not crazy mother staying to watch n chat.)
Trying to have house, barn, ring, kids, critters all lookin their best...
It's just insane not possible.
Our inner redneck just seems to have to show itself.

I'm sure this is what I get after busting on someone else yesterday who had colored Chritmas lights up on their rickety porch last night as we drove past...
Lit up.
In August.
I was on the phone w/The Farmer and made some joke 'bout hillbillies...
God was not amused!
Ya know~ "people who live in glass houses..."

After we'd finished riding and carefully groomed n put away the ponies, we came into the house for snacks and a nice civilized mommy chat.
Til we realized that while we thought the kids were outside playing,  someone was upstairs playing.
I cautiously went up and was met by Olivia sliding across the floor as she tried to dash back down.
She's never allowed upstairs...
Was she chasing a chicken or the cat?
Nope all accounted for.


Probably the same one that had been up to somethin in the hayloft earlier.
The Farmer quickly created a snare w/some copper pipe n wire. (He's very useful for wildman activities n such!)
Sadly it was acting even crazier than we were - approaching us again when let loose and The Farmer had to shoot it.

Hard to believe too that the sweet, not crazy momma still said nice things and left both daughter and pony here for an overnight!

I guess she figures at least we're not this kinda crazy~ YIKES!
(photo curtesy Google "crazy images")
Puleeeeze, somebody out there...
Has ANYTHING like this ever happened to you?!
Ever? Why me? ALL THE TIME?!
(Clearly we need to order custom $$$ screen doors ~Fast!)


Janette@Janette's Sage said...

I am laughing my head off...and to think a friend said our house was like the Lucy Show...you win!!! Tooooooooooo funny! You do such a great job telling it also....I have never seen a groundhog...now what does that mean if you find one under you bed...more summer or winter on the way???

Leslie @ Farm Fresh Fun said...

Umm, Janette, thanks for asking. I believe that they say that when a groundhog is found under your bed, 6 more weeks of crazy are to be expected! ;-P

Flartus said...

OMG, I'm trying to picture a groundhog climbing up the stairs. WTH??? What in the world did it sense was up there that was worth the trek? I'm glad your Farmer was there to handle it; I don't know what I'd do in that situation.

Maybe you need to have your water tested, lol!

Anke said...

Sorry to disappoint you, but the closest we ever came was a lizard (a very small one) in my daughters closet. How he got in the house, let alone the closet, nobody knows.

Janette@Janette's Sage said...

Leslie...your wrong...I want to come even more...a cheerful heart is good like medicine!!!
I can think of a better place to visit!!! Keep enjoying the funny farm!!!

Lori said...

Seriously, are YOU KIDDING ME!!!

Forget the doormat, everyone steps over it anyways, this is for YOU...
(wouldn't paste picture)


Leslie @ Farm Fresh Fun said...

if you don't BUY THAT and BRING IT DOWN YOURSELF for me, you're no longer my BFF... Just sayin'. If you really loved me... Clearly it belongs on my front window to warn innocents! I AM disturbed.
I decided to let my kiddos sleep outside on the porch in their Disney play tent while I slept inside on the couch. (Baby it's cold outside for these ol' bones.) Convinced hubby by reminding him it was probably safer than in Sarah's room! ;-P

Lori said...

Yes! Much safer!!
I'm bringing a tent,
no way I'm chancing the zoo