Dear Readers...

Hello guys. I'm sorry I've been so absentee lately. I'm trying to get some sort of plan going so I can have these posts wrote on the weekend and then just post them in the mornings. I just don't have much of interest to talk about lately. I can summarize the entirety of this month into one post and I won't have left anything out. But, I'll tell you about it anyway.

The wonderful world of my life has consisted of things like text messages, glasses, tears, dust, and baby calves.

As I mentioned before, I'm working at an eye doctor. I'm starting to learn more of the details and I've even been left totally alone in the office several times and made it through without the place burning down around me. I have also not been fired, which is a huge plus. The ladies I work with are nice, and some of the work I do is really fun. I like fixing the glasses best- putting in lenses, restringing frames, changing nose pads. But front desk work isn't too bad either. The part I hate is the homework. And the weird hours. It's no fun having to get up at seven-ten one morning and six o'clock the next. I like routine.

I've been going through a breakup this month, and I can honestly say it is the hardest and most confusing thing I have ever been through in my life. I thought it would last a little longer than three weeks. Thank you, all you girls who have been praying for me. Things have gotten a lot better, and we are talking again- he's actually texting me right now, asking what my blog post is about. He's surprised I have followers. You guys are awesome.

Calving season has started and I had some guilty pleasure in having to pull a calf with dad. I didn't want him to have to pull a calf, but I am so disconnected from farm life right now that it was just great to be able to do some normal work. I tagged some calves, and we now have three bottle calves (aka, jugheads). None of them have names this year, which is a miserable failure on my part. I'm the queen of naming bottle calves. I don't even know if they are boys or girls. What a miserable excuse for a farm girl I am right now. The only part of the farm work I don't miss is the wind and dust. The wind has been blowing like mad and the dust is terrible. I can hardly see to drive home sometimes. Thank heaven for windshields.

Also, I should probably mention that I have broken my writers block. I wrote several pages in Running Crazy the other day. I had to start on the third tablet, as the second one was chuck full. So hopefully I'll have some useable snippets to share with you all soon. Fingers crossed.

There! See, I told you I could fit it all into one post. I do hope your lives have been more interesting and less stressful than mine has been lately.