Dump runs. Broken down trucks. Bojangles. Nail guns. Poison Ivy. Donkey stalls that require mucking. Escaping goats. It doesn't get any more country than this kids. Seriously - I am in the throes of a full on Country Girl Saturday.
My day started with a dump run. I don't know how but Marty & I generate serious amounts of trash and since we live outside the city limits, we are responsible for getting our trash to the dump. Saturdays are a bad day to go to the dump because EVERYONE goes to the dump on Saturdays, but I had no choice. When it's this hot, you don't want bags of trash sitting around.
Of course, when I started the truck, I noticed that the battery light was on. I asked Marty about it and he said that it was no big deal and I should be able to run to the dump and back no problem. Well - he was half right. I made it to the dump, but when I turned out to come home, the truck died. It needed to be jumped THREE times in order to get home.
Meanwhile, my in-laws are here and my father in-law Boyce, Marty & Steve have been hard at work the last few days building a new deck on the back of the house. Today was the day they laid the decking and I was told that I had to nail at least one row of nails. Just me and a trusty nail gun. Actually - it was no big deal and there were pretty purple lines that had been drawn showing me exactly where to nail. Or so I thought. Turns out, the line I was on was not in line with the underlying stud so my entire row of nails - useless. Come visit and stick your head under the deck one day and I'll show you.
Besides all that, Buster & Peanut have been escaping almost every day for the last week. Not sure how and since the guys have been out back working they have stayed in the pasture. Still - goats escaping daily is a problem we need to figure out.
To top it all off, we have a poison ivy problem which has manifested itself all over Marty's arms (plus a small patch on my left arm) and given the extreme heat, I am mucking Dixie's stall once - sometimes twice - a day to keep the flies around the barn to a minimum. I try to remind myself that I am indeed a Country Girl and that this all goes with the territory but sometime it's tough.
Oh yeah. And I had a Bojangles chicken biscuit for lunch today.
And if that ain't country, I'll kiss your...
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