Too much fun
Well, Pioneer Day was fun. Enjoyed the parade and the auction. I didn’t take any photos, but I’ll try to find a few. Looks like they raised a bit of money for the community, and that’s always good. I went home to kidnap Mr. Karbon Kounty. So we went to the street dance. It was a great opportunity to “visit” with friends and neighbors. Met up with an old friend, Jack from Lynchburg - who I hadn’t seen in some time… Soon after, I gave my husband the keys.
This morning, on autopilot, I made breakfast. Scrambled eggs, sausage, toast, coffee & juice. After that we sat for a bit with the Sunday paper. The farmer went out to bale, and I moseyed back to the bed. Naah - only stayed there for a few minutes and started feeling guilty. Then I started feeling something else. Hmmm - probably shouldn’t have had that sausage, probably shouldn’t have had that orange juice.
Funny, it never crossed my mind - probably shouldn’t have drank all that bourbon…
Lunch was much better, but I’m still having a hard time looking at that carton of low acid orange juice in the fridge.