I thinks I’m sick!
Since Wednesday afternoon I’ve had the burning ring of fire going on in my throat and I pretty much spent mpst of yesterday in in a full body ache. I feel a little bit congested but I’m not in a full blown cold yet. I wonder what course this is going to take?!
Jamie
Check out this post!
For any woman out there reading this blog who needs a little something something to add a little fuel to their fire please check out this post it was written by my blogging buddy Meg at Lucchese to Louis Vuitton.
http://menopausethrumargaritaville.blogspot.com/2008/05/cowgirl-up.html#links
Letter from a Farm Kid
Thanks Ranch Mommy for the giggles!
Dear Ma and Pa,
I am well. Hope you are.
Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer the Marine Corps beats working for old man Minch by a mile. Tell them to join up quick before all of the places are filled. I was restless at first because you got to stay in bed till nearly 6 AM, but I am getting so I like to sleep late. Tell Walt and Elmer all you do before breakfast is smooth your cot, and shine some things. No hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix, wood to split, fire to lay. Practically nothing.
Men got to shave but it is not so bad, there’s warm water. Breakfast is strong on trimmings like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc., but kind of weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried eggplant, pie and other regular food. But tell Walt and Elmer you can always sit by the two city boys that live on coffee. Their food plus yours holds you till noon when you get fed again.
It’s no wonder these city boys can’t walk much. We go on “route marches,” which the platoon sergeant says are long walks to harden us. If he thinks so, it’s not my place to tell him different. A “route march” is about as far as to our mailbox at home. Then the city guys get sore feet and we all ride back in trucks.
This will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing. I keep getting medals for shooting. I don’t know why.
The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk head and don’t move, and it ain’t shooting at you like the Higgett boys at home. All you got to do is lie there all comfortable and hit it. You don’t even load your own cartridges. They come in boxes. Then we have what they call hand-to-hand combat training. You get to wrestle with them city boys. I have to be real careful though, they break real easy. It ain’t like fighting with that ole bull at home. I’m about the best they got in this, except for that Tug Jordan from over in Silver Lake. I only beat him once. He joined up the same time as me, but I’m only 5′6″ and 130 pounds and he’s 6′8″ and near 300 pounds dry.
Be sure to tell Walt and Elmer to hurry and join before other fellers get onto this setup and come stampeding in.
Your loving daughter,
Carol
TGIF
Have a great weekend everybody! I hope I have a better weekend at work than I did last weekend. My numero uno boss was being a pretty big weiny most of the weekend and it really ticked me off. Seriously, if he doesn’t want to make good on his end of a bet then he shouldn’t have made the bet in the first place right? He bet one of my co-workers and I that if we got a certain amount of our wave done before lunch he would buy us lunch. We both completed the task (I had to do extra work cause they sent someone over to our wave and they did one of my aisles) and when we went to collect he wasn’t gonna make good on it. I seriously HATE it when my boss counts me out before I have a chance to even make a dent in what I’m doing!
Jamie
Welcome to the new home of Bumps In The Road!
As much as I liked blogger I think that I like this version of WordPress better than the one that I had started out using. So welcome to the new home of Bumps In The Road!
Have a great weekend everybody!
Jamie


