Dirt and I are makin’ like babies and heading out this weekend. And after my yesterday and the day before I need it! Suffice it to say that Tuesday I didn’t think things could get worse, then yesterday they did, forty four fold times a thousand. Looking forward to just hanging on to the back of the bike and that is all.
The girls will be tending the Farm while we are gone. Don’t tell them, but I don’t want them to have to work too hard. I’m going to work my little buns off today and tomorrow for them and get a lot done so their to-do list is minimal. Hopefully I won’t break everything in sight, that isn’t already broken or dead from the last two days.
So all those hourly posts you’re used to from me, sorry but I’m not going to be able to think of clever or irritating things to say and no time to type them out even if I could think ’em up.
The girls will have to do the pickle thing while I’m gone so take it easy on them Tipper.
We’ll be site seeing our way up to the north section of our wonderful state of Washington. Yes, I will take a lot of pictures, I hope to have a chance to really look at some farming activities up there, we’ll see. But I will refrain from taking pseudo bike cam pics. Well maybe I will, just shorter ones! Then you can see them!
We will be meeting up with good friends who are going to put up with us for a couple of days, oops, I think I meant to say ‘put us up’ but ultimately it is the same isn’t it? Well me at least anyways, everyone adores Dirt. And I’ll be stopping in at a sibling family gathering, not alone though, I’ll be going with Dirt and some shirt-tail relatives and maybe I’ll talk our friends into coming along too. I say, always travel with your own party. Either that or be a hermit. Me, a person of extremes? Nah.
Basically it is a slight new twist to our fifth annual pre-vacation bike trip. The slight twist? We know where we are going to be sleeping, heck we know where we are actually going, and we know we will actually be able to sleep! This is such a new type adventure for us its hard not to be light headed and giddy over the new twist! Oh and I won’t be traveling with a black plastic bag covered sleeping bag under each leg and leaning back on a stack of camp wood tied to the sissy bar.
Oh yes I did!
That time we ended up sleeping in our own front yard in the middle of a dark and bizarre night. The year before that we… oh never mind, I’ll need four or five hours for all those stories, suffice it to say, this trip promises to be better. Slightly less adventurous, but better.
This is my, woohoo, second trip of the year, not counting riding along once to sheep shear and once to pick up a part. Dirt has been pretty stingy with his trips this year, well that and I have been pretending to work hard here at the Farm. Therefore I am thankful for friends that insist on annual events and drag Dirt, chippy hacky cough and all, out for our end o’ August trip. And I am glad for good weather!
So like I said, the girls will be here tending the Farm so if you need a bouquet of sweet peas (there are still a few left), a basket of blackberries or our last Rat Terrier pup (potty trained, comes and sits, cute as a button), call em’ up. You could maybe even talk ’em into making you a pie with those blackberries.
Right now, immediately, I am going out to finally kill the yellow jackets since all my Dirt directed “humane” methods of moving them have not worked and I need my irises out of the stinking ground yesterday. Little late to take them to the local community market but hopefully we can get them sold from the highway.
Till Monday, or Tuesday or…. Have a glorious weekend and weekstart Dear Reader keep yourself entertained with the wide wide blog world. Stay the heck outa trouble and if in doubt about how you should go about things read the Word.
