The Girls Chase the Boys

What a Spring Break we've had--- we played hard at the lake

for the first few days and then nearly killed ourselves off the second half.

My dear husband (many of you know I call him McGyver- because he 

can do everything) decided we were going to refinish our wood floors.

Holy cow-- what a lot of work!!!

Our wood floors actually are an old gym floor from a high school

in Arizona-- true hard wood, and I mean hard.

We sanded on those darn things for years it felt like.

 We put not one, but two coats of the hardener on it, plus

the top coat (with sanding and cleaning each time in between).

Let's just say we put in some incredibly long hours and I'm pretty

sure I won't be able to move tomorrow.

 We also carted the kids over to my folks house and ended up

staying there-- due to the mountains of dust and the

toxic fumes.

Last night we celebrated my dad's birthday and the birthdays 

of my parents' neighbors-- Janice and Bob.

(Janice is our dear miracle-- she wasn't supposed

to survive her cancer and yet is still with us and fighting hard).

 And as if we don't have enough on our plates with cleaning 

everything-- and I mean everything-- and moving it all back

into the house... we had to move Sadie and her baby, Rudy

down to the back pasture with the other cows.

 I swear it is a good thing there aren't cameras to capture

all of us chasing and hollering after these dumb cows

trying to get them to go where we want.

 Thankfully, we got them in with no extra drama

and it was crazy watching all the seven of the girl cows

we have chase Rudy around and check him out.

Byron, of course, said that is exactly how he and Kean

feel all the time- since they are "ladies men".

 I guess that makes us the chasers.