Yesterday was goat shootin’ day. NOT WITH GUNS! (Sheesh. What were you thinking?) My cousin’s wife, Sheryl, is a nurse, so I twisted her arm and got her over here to professionally and nurse-ily inject the goats with wormer. Which I’m sure they appreciated since they were spared my clumsy ministrations. Worms seem to be worse this year than ever, and I’m taking a more aggressive approach than I have in the past. (If you have goats and are interested, I’m following this approach.)
Meanwhile, I was asked to speak as part of a panel discussing crowdfunding (i.e. Kickstarter, etc) at the Kanawha County Public Library (Main Library on Capitol Street in Charleston) today at 2 p.m. in the Ray Room on the third floor. Luckily, I remembered that I agreed to do this before, like, it was over. Also luckily, I found a pair of pants. All my jeans had holes in them so I cut them all off into shorts. This constantly leads people to say, “Suzanne, why aren’t you wearing pants?” Especially when I’m doing stuff like loading hay. Or it’s cold. BECAUSE I HAVE NO PANTS. I hate shopping. Eventually, it will get cold enough and I will break down and go to the store. Anyway, then I remembered I had to speak at the library and I had a feeling it wouldn’t look good if I showed up in ratty shorts. I dived into my closet and my drawers, digging, and I FOUND A PAIR OF PANTS! No holes or anything! But. There is some paint splatter. At least they’re pants! Whew. (It’s hard to be me.) I hope I can find the library and find a place to park. (Next challenge!) I’ve never been there before.
I have a feeling there will be like, two people in the audience for this event, but if you should happen to be there, be sure to say hi. And please don’t mention the paint on my pants. (Thanks!)