Menu for the week of July 29, 2018
Breakfast: Scrambled eggs with spicy ground beef and cheese
Early Dinner: Meatloaf
Breakfast: Bacon quesadillas
Early Dinner: Shrimp stir fry
Breakfast: Pancakes (recipe)
Early Dinner: Leftover meatloaf
Breakfast: Breakfast quesadillas
Early Dinner: Salmon with wilted kale
Breakfast: Leftover pancakes
Early Dinner: Pizza
Breakfast: Sausage kolaches
Early Dinner: Buffalo chicken wings
Breakfast: Breakfast out — garage sales
Early Dinner: Make your own Taco Night
We’re making a little headway between Nana (the border collie who wants to rule the world) and Jazzy, the kitten. Nana is still rough with the kitten. Jazz doesn’t yet sense that Nana is a potential threat so they only get supervised visits.
Iko, the cool rotty, remains laid back. He’s interested in Jazzy, but not enough to do more than sniff. I think he likes having the company. We realized only yesterday that Iko is now 9 years old. He’s overweight, despite his diet, but otherwise in very good health. He’s become so mellow in middle age. His only requirements are food, bed, and hugs.
Yesterday, I got stabbed by the tiniest flying insect. I don’t know what it was but it itches like crazy. The ironic part was you can barely see a mark, but the itch is relentless.
I’ve been agitated for the last couple of months. I don’t know if it’s the heat, stuff that keeps breaking down, or I just need a change of scenery. It might sound weird, but I’m tired of doing stuff. For a change, I’d like someone to take care of me instead of me taking care of everyone else.
The sensible answer would be to take a vacation, but when you run a farm, that becomes nearly impossible. A farm cannot run on its own. :le sigh: