Alright girls here's the 411:
Last week, I told cow how great I thought he was for bringing home the bacon, but if he didn't start hanging around long enough to enjoy a BLT every now'n again he could just (insert half hearted threat here) and that was that.
Much to my surprise (and relief) Cow relented. And after some heavy (time consuming) negotiating I scored (in my custody battle for the farmer/rancher/fireman) a weekend every other week until cotton harvest. He gets to work just as many hours as he can squeeze into those 12 days and then for two glorious days he is mine (and the sprout's) all mine. Girls this is unprecedented. I can hardly believe it, but I have actually just enjoyed one of those weekends and it was SWELL. Will it last? I sure hope so.
I have been blogging, just not proofing or publishing. Time has been short and I still insist on keeping up with y'alls blogs if I am going to blog at all. I've also (what were they thinking) gained a few more readers so keeping up with blogs is getting more difficult (how do you all do it???) but so worth it. You guys make me laugh, think, and occasionally get a little choked up.
Not to mention the inspiration that I get from the crazy things you guys come up with. I am 95% through with the my little den, love it, and I'm debating if I should go ahead a publish pictures now... or push forward until I've finished that 5%?
Thanks to all of you that have asked after me, posted pictures of funny pig faces and signs about surprising Cotton. You're emails and comments have been so good to read.
I miss you all, but hey...I guess this post means I am officially BACK!
So look for me at your places, okay?
(But not today...it's Tuesday for Pete's sake.)