Too Much of A Good Thing...Or Count Your Blessings

Today has been interesting to say the least. I pictured that today my son and I would be catching up, doing a little Christmas shopping, baking cookies and playing with the dogs in the snow. Instead I have been here by myself while Hubby is out snow-plowing and my son is still in Boulder. He had rescheduled his flight for tonight but that too has been canceled. It has snowed all day. Hubby and I were laughing last night about be careful what you wish for...me - a snow day from school, him - a little overtime. Well I got my snow days that keep on going and he got some overtime that keeps on going.
Last night with reports of high winds along with the snow I decided to move some animals around. I put some of the goats in Sunny's stall because I felt that it was more comfortable for them. The old goat Moly was cold so he went into the chicken house on a bed of straw....it is amazing how much heat chickens can generate and they are used to him because he is always sneaking in there to steal their food. I put the llamas in with the Cora Belle and Filbert. And I took Sunny home to hole up in the woodshed to wait out the "storm of the century". He has been in the woodshed a time or two before. Built around 20 years ago as a horse stall it has since been used as a shed for our wood. The floor is stall mats and it has a fresh layer of sawdust. I set him up with his hay, a bucket of water and put on his blanket.
This morning when the predicted winds never came but the snow did I decided to take him back to the farm to get some exercise. It was slow going for a 31 inch horse. We had to walk in the ruts made by the car tires but we made it to the farm. I fed everyone, cleaned stalls, shoveled snow away from the stall openings, made sure everyone had water and came home. I spent the day doing this and that and then decided since it was STILL snowing I would bring Sunny home again to spend another night in the woodshed. By this time the snow is about 14 inches but it is easy going if you walk down the middle of the road staying in the ruts. We get home and I walk up to the woodshed and...what the heck...the roof is in a state of collapse. A big beam is crashed in where just hours before stood Sunny. I was so grateful my little horse wasn't in there. So back down the road we went but this time it is getting harder, snow laden branches are crashing around us. Sunny is a bit spooky. A truck flies by us going way too fast, coming inches from Sunny's behind. And I'll admit it. I flipped him the big purple bird. My gloves are purple. I have had enough. I am sure it was my exneighbor coming back from dropping his kids off at his exwife's...they probably had words and he was taking it out on the road. I don't know, it kind of felt good. I hadn't done that in years but don't mess with a woman who's Christmas is going down the drain.
After getting all the goats to cooperate and go back into the other stall I put Sunny in his original stall and came back home. The phone is ringing. It's Hubby and he just went off an embankment in a snowplow. Luckily he wasn't hurt and he didn't hit anyone else, although he took a heck of a ride that included a few spins . He had been up and down that hill a least four times yesterday but today is a new day.
He was teasing me and said, "It looks like it will be you, me, and Solomon for Christmas...no wait a minute...It looks like it will be you and Solomon."

And because my camera is on it's way but not here yet I will post a picture of the goats giving the shavings "the business" they love to give the shavings "the business".



And Filbert and Cora Belle out for a walk on a warmer day.

I will never wish for a snow day again.