Around the Farm

 

Generation Gap

 Can you believe it?  Mom didn't even celebrate my birthday this year?  

Wait, why would we bother with your birthday?  I'm the one who turned two.  Two is a big deal....you're like...old or something.  Nine years!  Holy smokes that's old!    

A very happy, belated, birthday to my two "babies"!!

Still Here

We're all still alive and kicking despite overwhelming amounts of rain, heat, bugs and, most of all WORK.  The new job has been intense.  I think it is coming together, but it has been like trying to get a masters degree done in a month.  But....we're all still here.

A different kind of new addition

 So.

This happened....

I started a new job last week as a Grievance Specialist for a company focused on providing value-based medical care.  It is a bit of puzzle-solving combined with investigation, troubleshooting and problem solving.  

The pace of the first week was a bit over the top, but I am hopeful that it will smooth out and I think it is going to be interesting once I figure out where all the pieces go.  Given that I can't keep my brain from trying to solve problems whether I want it to or not, it might as well be useful.  

Best part.....It is a permanent work-from-home job which makes me and my assistants very happy.  

After 18 months of not commuting and being home all the time, I am about ready to roll up my driveway and put it away for good.  If they did grocery delivery out here in the boondocks, I might never leave home again. 

Since I have been preoccupied with all things job related and have been (once again) neglecting the blog, I figure you are due for a good puppy fix.  I'll get some donkey/mule pics up as well.  Just know that we are all doing well in our little hermitage and I am busy trying to figure out the insane intricacies of the medicare system and how to fix the tiny part I am involved with.

Being Mulish

 

Multiple Personalities

Cora: OMG!!!!  MONSTER!!!  MOM!  There's a MONSTER! MOM!!! What is THAT?  Do I chase it?  Bite it?  Run AWAY?!  MOM, come NOW mom!!!  OMG!

Connor: Turtle?  What turtle?  I don't see a turtle.  I refuse to see a turtle.  Turtles do not exist in this reality.  I refuse to believe in the existence of turtles.  Frisbees exist.  Frisbees matter.  Would you throw the FRISBEE already? 

Orrie: Look guys, I brought the paper!

Snapping Turtle: 

*sigh* Dogs.  Would you just make them ALL go away?