Kitt

I started looking for a new barn this morning.

Warning, rant ahead. If you are not in the mood, please skip! How the #&*! can you run a business in which the employees refuse to speak to each other? My horse has had digestive issues for the last 3 weeks. Because I didn't trust the stable hands to properly medicate my old man, I have been up at 5 every morning to medicate him before breakfast, and my daughter has been there every evening to do the dinner dose. When asked not to turn him out in the am, I would do so when meds were done, they ignored me and turned him out 4 days out of 5, requiring me to go out and bring him into a confined area to medicate him. Ok, strike one. coming into week two, I discussed with the barn owner what the horse was dealing with, whether it could be contagious ( not according to the vet) and asked at that time when the last time the worming had occurred, when it was due next and what worming meds were used last time. I specifically told him DO NOT WORM HIM until we get a grip on what the issues are. A few days later I thought better of verbal instructions with these idiots, and sent a text to boss man and all 4 barn hands, including the one out on disability right now. The response I got was "Oops, sorry, we wormed him this morning." Strike two. We finished the second round of antibiotics Monday morning, and my daughter told one of the hands Bo could now go out when ever he was done eating each morning. I don't know which hand she told. Tuesday I told hand #2 when I got there around 10 am and found him still inside. On Wednesday I get there at 9, and yep, horse is still inside, so I tell hand #3. This morning I get a call around 11am, can horse go out? I told at least 2 of the 3 active hands, assuming Wings told one of them a second time. Strike three, you are out. And my family wonders why I quit this job, trying to manage a barn worked by these idiots!

Congrats!

Before they either laugh or arrest you.

I tend to agree with @kbois with possibly one other exception. Was the calendar bought as a fundraiser by someone not into the whole Advent thing? If that is the case, kudos for supporting the fundraiser, enjoy the choco any way you like.

Seen on a Tee-Shirt today: Be nice to old folks. The older we get the less the words "life in prison" are a deterrent.

Thank god the peeps at ours are polite. If they had been rude after I sat in line for close to 6 hours you lot would be writing to me in prison!

Now everyone can start hating F'drun again... Was not aware we had stopped.

The only weather extreme that really bothers me are high temps. The rest I can usually tolerate. What really gets me are rapid shifts. The 70's one day and below freezing the next morning we have had several times over the last couple weeks just hurts!

A friend had good luck wrapping several foot of the tree trunk in stretched kitchen plastic wrap. I thought they would just shred it but starting about 2 ft off the ground and wrapping far enough they can't reach over seemed to work.

Congratulations. May you have as many happy years together as hubby and I have. (40 and still counting)

No need to apologize. Friends listen. Sometimes we can even help!

I have been doing the pies since I was 10, and something still goes off every dang year. Took over the rest of the meal when Gram passed 25 yrs back. Just multiplied the possibilities for disaster.

My favorite part is begging out watching the late game and crafting after dinner with what ever family can be there. We have had years as small as 4 like this year will be, and as many as 20 for the weekend ar my uncles tree farm in Pa. Funny thing is it seems like I cook the same amount either way! Granted this year is 2 pies not 10 or more, and only 1 day baking not again early Saturday, but it's all the same foods just smaller quantities.

Ok peeps, I can find lots of things to Express my feelings for you all, but cannot seem to get them to post. You will just have to believe I love you all and that I am thankful for each and every one of you!

Just about 4 of em, yes. They landed I'm Massachusetts in 1620, first feast 1621

And here I thought women were the only ones wearing shoes they could fall off of!

Better a false positive than a false negative!

Perhaps you all should be tested asap, and not wait on mom's results? That's what I would do if I were in this situation.

Please tell me you don't react to his bad days the way my husband reacts to mine. He ranges from " Why do uou let it bother you? Ignore it" (or them as the case may be) to "oh Jesus christ here we go again, get over it". He does not seem to accept depression at any level is not something you can just turn off. Which of course just makes me feel inadequate, making it even harder to cope.

Good lord, don't we come up with enough bad dad jokes on our own, without you setting us on a quest to find more???

Possum?

Welcome to the neighborhood

Top of your head

Nope. I am the twin ( also 60 ) Reader is our younger sister! Mother told us not to teach her bad habits but...