Friday, December 12, 2008

I refuse to say.... "can it get any worse" because it will.

Lets just say, things happen in 3's right? Well my dads best friend dying while he was in the hospital turned out to be #1. #2 and #3 died within a week of each other, last Sunday and on this Wednesday. For god's sake hurry up '09.

We have a party to go to tomorrow night and I'm not much in the festive spirit. Frankly I'm a little in the piss in your wheaties kind of mood. For god's sake don't let any of them get snarky with me.

On a good note, todays 3am milk test went like butter with almost zero errors (a real oddity since this herd tests in barn once every 3 months).

I have not gotten one holiday card sent out other than to my clients. I had grand plans to bake for my milkers this week, I went to my moms instead. I'll buy them something, because I still plan to take around baskets... dammit.

Today I think we are going to go to the dump, get a gate to finish the buck pen because i've been to lazy to get the materials for someone to make me one, shop (not sure for what, but I think I need a little retail therapy), and find some crap (salad or dessert)to take to this party.

Monday, December 8, 2008

For the record. The 50/50 squares suck.

No other news, carry on. I'll be out of town this week.