Last night, Mat, Brian and I helped Becki and Rich move some things from their old house to their temporary house. Actually, we moved some things to the Church and then to their temporary house. We didn’t start until 7:45pm because Brian didn’t get off work until 7pm and Rich asked me to pick up some packing tape for him before I came over. All in all, we did have fun, but my lack of sleep was constantly in the back of my head. Rich was nice enough to stop by after the move to pick up the new 4-wheeler. It was idling very low and we were having a problem keeping it running. There was also a gear sticking. He is taking it to work to have it looked over and adjusted.
Some things I learned last night:
It doesn’t matter who you are, when leaving one place and meeting at another, everyone considers it a race. By the way, Rich won the race to the Church with the trailer and all. Brian, Becki and I all took pit stops to get gas. At least I got 5 bonus points for leading a lap.
Rich can turn any flat surface into a dance floor. Last night, Brian and I had some 80s music playing on our XM Radios and when Rich heard, he turned Anderson’s flat bed truck into a dancing floor. It was pretty amusing.
Kids light up shoes are very amusing when they are flashing through a trash bag. This shouldn’t need any explanation other than it was late and we were tired.
Pray that the weather stays clear today because I am flying today and I don’t want another repeat of last Thursday when the weather was nasty. All I did was fight the elements the whole time. At least I experienced landings in severe crosswinds though.
Abbey will be getting some fresh batteries in her shock collar today. She has escaped the kids one too many times in the past few days. Actually, if she escapes the kids, that means she really escapes me because I am left to get her. Yesterday, Mitchell, Christian and Marissa stood with the back door open and the dog got out. After she escaped, the kids chased her in to the field in back of our house. Kids think they are helping when they do this and they can’t understand that the whole thing is a game to the dog. When Abbey came out of the weeds, she had burrs all over her. She wasn’t very responsive to my calling, so I had to go into the weeds, and I had burrs all over me also. That was just how I wanted to spend my afternoon. Yup, the shock collar needs batteries.
I hear ya on the shock collar. I just have to FIND ours first!
ReplyDeleteAnd WHO??? picked all the burrs off the dog???????????
ReplyDeleteChris and I are considering a chock collar for training Parker a little more. I think that might kick him in the butt. Chris is worried we might "scar" him for life. As for the burr thing- why am I not surprised about who picked out the burrs? :)
ReplyDeleteMandy, we used the shock collar on Izzy as a puppy to keep her attention in case she got out of the back yard (thank, Logan!). I can definitely say she is not scarred, and she is the better behaved of my two.... Which may not be saying much--they're still pretty hyper.
ReplyDeleteI guess what I'm trying to say is it works if you know how to NOT misuse it (i.e. know when to shock and know when to stop, and know when you can use the beep on the remote just as effectively). That being said, our Abby doesn't understand the concept of the shock collar, but that's just because she's only worn it a couple times.
And Melinda, I feel your pain. The horses get into the burrs every year, too. But picking them off Abbey must've been a pain. At least the horses stand still for it, and have considerably less long hair.