got up early this morning and filled in some holes in the backyard that my dog Buffy used to dig. She was always digging holes to makes herself these comfy dirt lounges out of. Used to drive me nutty, lol.
I miss her.
Awwwww..... hugs eddo.
I've been cleaning, washing clothes and doing some other mundane chores this morning. In the background I have on a mixed cd that a friend made for me, which I like. She has good taste in music!
Harvest is still in full swing and grain dust and other particles are permeating the air, so my hay fever is in full force. My throat is a bit sore so I have that raspy/husky voice going on. I sound like a 68 year old man who just smoked a pack of cigarettes.....sexy, right?
One sh!tty thing about harvest is nobody is free to do anything! I'm in the process of trying to rally the troops to head up north later tonight to the 109 Club and then to a crazy little bar that sits about a 1/2 mile from the Canadian border. We always have a good time up there and I'm definitely in the mood to have a good time!
And right now, I think a little ganja action sounds reeaaaaaaaaal good.
(Please note that anything I type from 3:00 PM (CST) until tomorrow morning should be completely disregarded as I will be completely stoned.....thank you.)