June 24^th, 2006

ood morning everyone.

I just had to share how my day yesterday went. I have no idea how today is going to turn out yet *L*

I get up around 6 am and it is a lovely day outside. I do the animal chores, milk the goat, open the greenhouse view the garden to see if all is well (like no moose or deer have been snacking on it or something).

I come back into the house and get my stuff ready to head out the door. "Teenager's" truck is not running. It will not start. We use jumper cables and the like... no zoom zoom. He takes the truck I am having to use for the day and goes and gets his girlfriend who is waiting at Point B for him to take her to school for their finals. I am watching the time as I have to take a biking helmet to "Kid" as he wants to ride his bike from the school to the park they are having a picnic at for the end of the year with the rest of the kids on bikes.

I draw my bath, my bf's father calls and says he is on his way to come look at the truck. When the phone rang I heard a commotion outside and it is our orange tabby cat "Charlie" who has a baby robin in his mouth and 6 other robins are attacking "Charlie". Then as I was getting the baby bird , "Charlie" and I had 6 robins attacking US! I set the baby robin on a stump and send the cat in the other direction. I remember I have bathtub water running and quickly take a bath.

"Teenager" gets home with the gf and I zoom off to go take the helmet to his younger brother "Kid" at the school almost 40 minutes away.

I get to the school and find "Kid" and he tells me sheepishly that he forgot his bike this morning. So now that I am off my 'schedual' I proceed to run my schedual backwards and go to work on my printing press for the rest of the Winter issue to take with the Spring issue when I go pick up the Summer issue

from the people that collimate, fold, staple and trim them.

I get to the door and my bf's mom asks me how my interview went. I start running and yell at her to PLEASE call the paper and I will be right there. A newspaper called me last week as they had seen "DTTR" magazine and wanted to do a page on it. I make it to my appointment and had a great time giving the interview. It will be interesting to see how the article turns out. I all the years I have been in newspapers about things from SAR to farm tours to (?), I have only seen 2 articles ever 100% right.

Since I am down there in town, I decide to reverse my strategy and do my errands in the opposite direction. I drop off my horse equipment which needed repair and told her about the magazine and they want some there to sell in their store. I find I left my purse at the newspaper office, so go back there to get it, come back, pay her and then go get the magazines from the people who finish them (stapling ect). Go back to the previous store and leave some magazines and deliver them to the rest of the outlets in the area.

Then I head back up to where my press is and finish the Spring issue and start on the Winter issue. I hear through the grapevine (the bush radios we have in the trucks) that "Teenager" has issues with his truck at school now. His grandpa on the radio walked him through it and all he had to do was jiggle the steering wheel and Voila(!) the truck started again.

It started going on 4 pm by this time and I had to leave the rest of the Winter issue at page 16, so I could get home in time to cook dinner for my honey and three stinky teenage boys who are playing in a baseball tourney this weekend. One of the poor stinky boys had to sleep on the livingroom sofa while I was up until 1 am packaging magazine orders up (not all of them are the same, some people want Fall issue, some Fall and Spring, some starting their sub now, some are re-fills from ones the post office lost, so I have to go and do each one, checking it against their card in the card index, so I hand wrote all the addresses this time) and putting their green declaration labels on.

Still I did not get half of what I planned on done yesterday. There were alot more subscription orders to send out than I had thought, it is one thing on paper and a total different thing in boxes and boxes on the livingroom floor. I know the person behind me at the Post Office hates me. I try to send alot of people through before me. Since I was swamped, I had 3 boys to run and put the chickens away, shut the greenhouse, feed and water the hogs, grab the goose out of the greenhouse. -------

Today I am running the Summer issues to the post office and the remainder of the orders who get the Spring and Winter issues will get theirs next week. It was easier to do it that way, get the Summer out and then fill with the re-printed Spring and Winter ones (I made sure we were not going to run out of the Summer issue the first day like those two did). So do not be surprised if the summer shows up before the others. The reason alot of people are getting theirs after, just to fill in the rest of you, is that these people ordered a yearly subscription after the Winter and Spring issues were sold out and we are waiting on them to get re-printed (our press) and then finished up at another place.

I will be gone from here for a bit, though I will be in and out. I have out of town company coming and I will be spending some time with them for the next week. I will be checking my email daily if anyone needs to get ahold of me.