His name was Oliver-which of course he said as "Oli-vee-yay" and that cracked me up too. I may have to teach that one to Mr. Bird. Yes, he no longer wakes up and says his name, now he wakes up and coos "Mr. Bird........" I guess he was ready for a change.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Working on the Farm
Yesterday I spent a day running farm errands, working with horses and had one of the best days I've had in a long time. It was just so nice to be focused on the task at hand and nothing else. One of the other students came out in the afternoon, he's from Canada. It was so bizarre (to me) to see someone who could work around animals and who spoke with a French accent. I mean no disrespect to the French, I just don't think of them as farm boys.
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The next thing we know you will be speaking french. It is good to hear that you had a good day.
oh I had such a crappy crappy day and then I read this before bed and it made me smile.
Thanks deb...and Oli-vee-yay!
Focus is good. Knowing myself, if I didn't have to go to work everyday it would be tough for me to really focus. I'd start to paint and then come upstairs and realize that the computer needed some work, and then I'd be outside having forgotten all about the original painting - and on and on.
I would love to hear you speak French with your little southern accent
I forget that I have an accent too-he probably got as much out of hearing me speak as I did him-or at least had as much trouble understanding it.
I keep thinking I "should" go work outside the home again, but I'd rather learn how to accomplish more here than do that.
Ah well, time will tell.
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