Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Life

Poor little blog, I've neglected you, haven't I? I join facebook and look what happens, I no loner visit you. I don't write to you, don't read you, leave you lonely with no pictures to brighten your day....may I make amends here and now:

Wow. Life is interesting, isn't it? So much has been going on. So, so, so, so much.

Just read part of my last post - I WISH I could put my running shoes on. We'll be at 3 weeks this coming Saturday for my leg injury; I can walk now, just not very quickly...forget running! I think I'll give the elliptical a try tonight; my ankle couldn't handle it last week when I tried, but I am hopeful for today.

My puncture wound is healing nicely and I will have yet another scar to add to my repertoire. I took the old Cowboy Rule and got back in the saddle a week ago, though I was a twee bit scared, and decided that injury or not, I was made to ride a steel horse (rock on Bon Jovi!). A biker friend suggested I try out racing and, much like a cartoon character, I felt the light bulb atop my head start glowing. Hmmmmmm....

Oh glorious moment - what is this? I am presently all by myself! What to do! What to do! Seeing that I haven't slept well in, oh, a year, I'm a bit too tired to do anything fabulous. I suppose I'll wait for the rest of my Limewire downloads to finish uploading and off to the gym I'll go...I've lost some ground in that department; hoping to gain it back soon.

So, I've been busy packing, packing, packing. I detest "stuff," and am appalled that I have so much of it. Simple is definitely the way to go. I'm not exactly looking forward to being in Limbo Land, but getting my acreage will be worth the wait...I need to learn about chickens. It can't be too hard to raise some, but I'm sure there is some skill involved. I see it as a win/win situation: if the chicken lives, it gives me eggs; if it dies, I eat it. How hard can this be?

In other news, my brother came for a quick visit, that was nice...too bad I was too sleep deprived and stressed to really enjoy it! Here are some pictures of him, the much adored favorite uncle:


Here Ken gives us a photo tour of my homeland, Montana, where he just got back from as he went to Butte to pick up his new car. The pictures made me miss the Big Sky Country - it was indeed beautiful.

The kids enjoy a ride in Uncle Ken's new car: