Yes!We got all the kids bikes running so the drunk adults can get hurt on them tonight
There's a big cook out for my friends daughter's graduation.View attachment 422356
That looks fantastic.The folks we helped with the tornado trees on Friday gave us some freshly canned strawberry jam from their patch. It made a nice breakfast on some local challah toast with a French omelette with Boursin and some Amish bacon.View attachment 422376
No breakfast like that for me today. 2 Nature Valley bars and a cup of coffee on the way to work.The folks we helped with the tornado trees on Friday gave us some freshly canned strawberry jam from their patch. It made a nice breakfast on some local challah toast with a French omelette with Boursin and some Amish bacon.View attachment 422376
Most of the time for lunch, I just have a 30g protein bar like MetRx or FitCrunch and an electrolyte drink and I’m good to go for another 4 hours or so. But breakfast, that’s a different story. I gotta have eggs and whatnot.No breakfast like that for me today. 2 Nature Valley bars and a cup of coffee on the way to work.
That looks tasty. And the fresh jam is the icing on the cake.The folks we helped with the tornado trees on Friday gave us some freshly canned strawberry jam from their patch. It made a nice breakfast on some local challah toast with a French omelette with Boursin and some Amish bacon.View attachment 422376
Morning folks! Getting ready to slaughter a ram…that SOB sent me to the emergency room Thursday night.
I let the herd out to graze like I do every evening. We usually walk down the road and I let them graze on a big slope down the road. I was walking nonchalantly and all of a sudden he hit me in the back right under my shoulder blades. I flew for a bit and smacked flat on the pavement. My feet went out from under me like I had slipped on ice. He’s got a full curl set of horns that are 4+” wide at base.Sounds like he will get whats coming to him. What happened?
Yep....eat that mfer.Morning folks! Getting ready to slaughter a ram…that SOB sent me to the emergency room Thursday night.
I let the herd out to graze like I do every evening. We usually walk down the road and I let them graze on a big slope down the road. I was walking nonchalantly and all of a sudden he hit me in the back right under my shoulder blades. I flew for a bit and smacked flat on the pavement. My feet went out from under me like I had slipped on ice. He’s got a full curl set of horns that are 4+” wide at base.
I laid on the ground struggling to get a breath for about 5 minutes. I finally recovered enough to get the herd back in the pasture. I waited for an hour and couldn’t manage to breathe well enough for comfort. The wife convinced me that going to the emergency room was the best thing to do so off we went. After a pile of tests and X-rays, they discovered nothing was broken and my blood and ultrasound was normal, they still didn’t give me a diagnosis. 12 hours of that chit and I had enough…I signed myself out and left. They told me if I can’t breathe and my lungs fill with fluid to come back.