February 22nd, 2008


Movin to the country, gonna eat me a lot of peaches..

Yesterday I had to shift the sheep. With Sydney's sheep, this involves going into the paddock and rattling a bucket at them, then trying to avoid damaging your knee any further as they all flock around your legs and try to trip you up as you lead them to the next paddock. It's a simple and inherently pleasant thing to do. There's something about releasing a group of sheep onto nice lush pasture and watching them go "OM NOM NOM NOM" en masse, that is satisfying to the soul.

I'ts no secret that I like to pretend these sheep are mine. And while I was filling their troughs (sitting and waiting in other words), I allowed my fantasy full flight. Now, I have care of them till Mid-March. It hasn't rained enough for the grass to be growing much, and they're running out. So, in my head I figured out a way of making sure there was not only enough grass to last them till Sydney gets back, but also to have some 'up our sleeve' for in case the autumn rains don't come. It involves straying from the norm! Grazing the sheep outside of the box! *gasp* And, I like that Sydney trusts me enough that I can do that and feel ok about it.

Why does pasture management give me such a thrill? Loop back to the bit that goes OM NOM NOM NOM.. if you've never tried it, you should. For me, it helps me touch base with my main life goal, which is easy to lose sight of in the day-to-day not-farmness of my life.

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I can't believe Friday rolled round so quickly. All you lot in the US, I hope you enjoyed the eclipse. We missed out this time. *boo hoo*

Today I am wearing OMG white! Well.. a black and white checked short skirt, black top with pink overcardy thing, pink tights and gogo boots. People are doubletaking more than usual when they see me. I like it. I feel confident. It could, of course, be them going "OMGLOUD!" but I like to think it's because I look nice, and different. And if I feel good, who gives a rats arse what anyone else thinks?

Fidels after work for meeeee! Sorry allyn, I feel the same about the pub environment as you do about Fidels - it's just not for me. But these days I'm getting to see you other places, so it's all good. ;-)

PS I seem to have misplaced my cellphone. I'm sure it's sitting by my keyboard at home, wearing its invisibility cloak. If you text and I don't reply, I'm not snobbing you, I'm just suffering from domestic blindness mmk?