Today is the first day of the rest of your life, or in other words, Friday. It is also the 20th Annual Balloon Rally this weekend. The Balloon Rally has been held on the 4th weekend of September since 1990 (I'm not exactly sure how it got started).There will be 29 hot air balloons, some of them old and a few that I don't recognize. We usually go and see the balloons EARLY Saturday morning. And we usually see some of them on our way to church.
Tomorrow is the Harvest Festival. It celebrates Prosser's "rich agricultural heritage and features hand crafted arts and crafts, fine art, photography, food vendors and live entertainment." (quote from "Prosser Record Bulletin".
And on Sunday I am turning 13 (I don't really know what the plan is for that so don't expect me to tell you).
What a fun filled weekend don't you think?
Maya is at Grandma Gigi and Grandpa Bob's house and is going to go to a Luau with them today as well. Arianna is making Fajitas. And me? Well, I'm am writing this blog entry (a sarcastic Whoopee!).
This morning, while I was having breakfast, Theodore yelped like he had gotten bit by something but I couldn't see what it was (still don't know what it was, probably a bug or something like that).
At lunchtime I wormed the goats (because I forgot to do it yesterday). For those who don't know, our goats names are: Hazel (Mutt), Sophie (Pygmy), Pearl (Mutt), Sonata 'Goldie' (Lamancha), Dustdevil 'Dusty' (Lamancha), and Gwen (Lamancha).
The worming process takes about half an hour. What we do is first we mix the grain with the herbal wormer, then we put Hazel on the stand in the alleyway, tie up Goldie and Pearl and leave the smaller three (Sophie, Dusty and Gwen) untethered.Then we give them their grain, sometimes having to push Sophie away from the other goats' grain and keeping Gwen from sticking her foot in her bucket. But, other than those small set backs, everything works out smoothly.
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