Monday, June 6, 2016

Happy Face

This is Honey's happy face.  She and Camille came over the other evening for a visit.  After the obligatory cookie (milk bone), drinking all the water in the dish, and hunting up her friend Ralph to play hide-and-seek, Honey joined Cam, Bess and I in the living room.  Becoming bored with conversation, Honey did her best to get our attention by squirming on her back and grinning.  It worked.

I wore my own happy face yesterday.  I went down to the barn with Beau, but only to observe.  He was essentially on his own and remembered the routine well, including putting down grain for the mice (I know, what can I say?).  I was also happy that the girls behaved well, and that Beau was able to get Inga milked out.  That's a success story right there.

Trying to get a head start on some meals for when I might not feel like cooking next week, I made a big pot of sausage, peppers and onions later in the day.  It's an easy recipe, but involves a lot of prep work.  It was finished just as Linda dropped by (another reason for a happy face).  She gave it a try and a thumbs up.

Linda and I had had a good laugh recently when I told her I'd bought some sports bras as recommended by my doctor for after the surgery.  Sports bras have never been part of my wardrobe.  Just the struggle to get one on was, as Linda said, like a snake eating a mouse.  I don't know how female athletes do it.  I was favorably impressed when my surgeon called to see if I had any concerns (I didn't know doctors did that anymore) and again suggested the support provided by these bras.  "Tell me, Doctor, have you ever tried to get into one of those things?"  Pause.  "Well, no."  "You might want to try one before recommending that brand of torture!"  Fortunately, he has a good sense of humor and laughed.

It was a good day.

1 comment:

Kathryn Williams said...

Aw, I'm glad that things are going well - ESPECIALLY in the barn with Beau! Yippee Skippy!