White trash moment

I had a white trash moment today. Well okay it lasted about an hour. And a half.

There I was sitting in the sun while the goat that wouldn't die frolicked in the sun and ate everything that fit in her mouth. I pulled my sweatshirt over my head and enjoyed the warm sun, because I was not. Warm that is. Soon I was nodding off. So I did what any..... ok maybe not ANYone would do... I found something to prop my wee little head on, a spool of weed eater twine and a pair of my son dirty sweats, put my feet up on a bag of cat litter (new) and took a nap on the top step of my porch. Should I mention these steps and frankly the whole porch is cement?
Meanwhile, the goat that wouldn't die tried everything to make sure I had a pulse. Eyelids.Won't.Open. Panic! Scream! She gave up stomping on my head and knocking things over onto me and laid down next to me, pushed her head under my arm and fell asleep too.
Why is there no one with a camera when there are candid moments like this? My last lucid thought was, "fuck and I think the neighbors are whacked, glad my car is parked right there."

After the blood and guts that was yesterday today you get photo Sunday. I'm no pro, so don't judge me. I just thought I'd play around in the yard with my point and shoot.This is the Iris that I've been waiting 3 years to see it bloom. It's finally happy where I tossed it to die.This rose is Awesome. It smells up my whole yard with the scent of rose and is covered in blooms. It also blooms all year.

Here is the baby who thought alot about dieing. I am calling this shot "Not ready" as in, not ready to die. She's actually looking the the street, but was looking at the iris.

And as promised; The Redneck Band Aid.Just call me Dr. In a Pinch. Under there is a nice little scratch, about 4" long from the boy landing on a log. We slapped on some bag balm (also known as udder cream) a gauze pad and some duct tape to hold it all together. And who said you can't fix everything with duct tape?