Living it up Farm Style

The first day was quite eventful, I must say. Start it all off with the plane ride....in seat number 1(in the front of me)...smelly man, who honestly had his seat reclined so far back that I swear I could have given him a facial. In seat number 2(to the right of me)....Mr. Chewin Tobacca Man...who really should have just brought his own spitoon. That little handkerchief wasnt really cuttin it by the end of a 4 hour flight. Not to mention the fact that when we were taking off somebody had left a water bottle in their bag above them and it began to spill all over and run down from the bins where you stow your bags....people were holding blankets up over their heads....quite an interesting flight, I must say. Who knew this was what first class was all about? No wonder they pull that little curtain closed to separate first class from everyone else.....

Needless to say, I arrived in due time and thankfully, had no problem picking Danni out from the crowd. Altho, until we got to the vehicle and I was introduced to Miss Roxy...lets just say, I was ready to break out some nice karate moves in case I wound up with the wrong lady. But I did think it a good stall tactic of me to hide the parking ticket.....gave me a few minutes to get Roxy on my good side...as it was made very clear that if I didnt pass the Roxy test...well, I may as well get just get back on the plane.

Ran a few errands then made our way to the farm. Having all the important things pointed out along the way....hospitals, train stations, mountains, and so on. Then it was virtually off to get hay. Being given fair warning that the smell of the dairy farm was an experience all of its own...well...thats really an understatement. And just when you think you have gotten used to it...BAM...heres comes a nice breeze...Ill just say it sorta ummm...ebbs and flows. But, I did get to see the cute little calves and the pretty mama cows. AND I got to have the funnest truck ride ever. Where at one point, I honestly bounced up off the truck bed and just had to hope that when I came back down that my backside would land softly enough!

We did eventually make it back home with the hay. And managed to get it all put away in pretty good time, I thought. Where's all my pictures, you say? Well, its kinda hard to take a picture when you are trying to steer a wheelbarrow with bales of hay in it and you cant even see over the top....I had to have a guide. They really should get some of those bright orange wands that they use to bring in planes....that would have been helpful to me maybe.

I promise more pics next time. The first couple days I was just takin it all in. Soakin it all up. I do have to say tho, she really pulled out all the stops. Right down to the mouse running across the floor. Couldnt have been more perfect.