Ahhh Summer

I can officially go through winter without shaving the back of my legs as my leather seats have burned the follicles to a crisp and now hair won't even grow back there. I can't make this up. Amber

Farm Life

Farm life has really nipped me in the BUTT this past month. I think it was the first of July I went to the doctor for ANOTHER case of tonsillitis. Fun Fun. My doctor said that I have one main allergy that gets infected a lot. I'm allergic to grass. GRASS! Like the stuff I mow when I have to and that stuff that gets mowed raked and bailed into hay that completely surrounds my house. Yay. I hate the smell of fresh cut grass. It gives me a headache and reminds me of the tops of onions or chives. Gross. But also, this past Sunday as my brother and I are headed out of the driveway to get to church (on time for the first time this month at that), Robert notices that his horse is missing. And then we see where he is out at, and so my sweet little Honda and I go barreling down the weed ridden ditches to put this horse back into the field. In a dress. In sandals. In designer sunglasses and matching bag. And it completely anhialates my front bumper :( Really made me sad and mad when I realized it. Then Sunday night, my parents and Robert go off to find some great Craigslist find and so I cozy up on the couch to watch Netflix on the big screen for the first time this month. I have a bowl of icecream, Longmire is just about to figure out who dunnit and BAM. NO TV. Apparently if you watch the tv in the living room at the same time as running the washer and dryer in the utility room, you blow a fuse. Great. So I went to bed and started in on my neglected book. Last night at 11pm, Hugo brought in a ginormous black cricket into our bed. I flipped out! Scared the daylights out of me. Robert thought our mom had fallen out of bed! Oh farm life.