It started with a whisper
Jan 27th, 2013 by Stacey

Knitting? What knitting? It’s in the flipping 60′s again!
Despite napping most of the day yesterday, I’m still tired.
NO! I do not want to pet your drama llama.
I wish stuff would start growing so I could hop on the tractor and brush hog.
I’m still waiting to find out what February is about. And don’t say it’s still mittens. I have enough mitts for now.
What do you think about angora goats?
I want a turkey!
I know, I get it. I used to work at a domestic violence center. It doesn’t mean I don’t want to throttle you myself when you’re given chances, choose to stay and then come around when it gets bad enough again.
I’m heading out, in shorts and a t-shirt, to go inspect the planting beds. Just because I can.
Happy Sunday y’all!
Got enough in there for two acres of corn?
/runs
Dammit, I just figured out why that Neon Trees song has been stuck in my head all day…
Angora goats are adorable.
And here I sit in thick wool socks, sweat pants and hoodie with hood up. /sigh
They’ve been riding around on tractors/lawnmowers/lawntractors around here just waiting. Seeds are wonderful promises. xo