Worth Writing

Wow.  Where have I been?  Reading.  And then after that I was reading.  And then I was reading something else.  Then my eyes fell out.  Okay, not exactly, but they ache enough now that I almost wish they would.  However, now I can relax the military-style of boot camp college reading. 

The one course I’m taking, Veterinary Terminology, turns out to be the prerequisite for one of the other courses I’m taking at the same time, the Animal Husbandry I.   And so I need to read and absorb as much as I can of the ENTIRE terminology course in time to write the first test of the animal husbandry course as it is a review of everything I’m already supposed to know from taking the terminology course prior to this point.  Should I have just dropped out when I realised the faux pas?  Well now, that would just be simply too sane!  LOL 

Anyway…miraculously, I have just finished the fifth and final test/assignment for the entire terminology course which should have taken me to December to achieve.  I will have to continue reading it all over a few times before I am truly able to retain it.  I can slow down this rabid, rapid reading pace to something less intense. 

And now?  Now I’m waiting for the prime rib and squash to finish roasting in the oven, sit down to a self-congratulatory dinner, and then soak my aching neck and shoulders in a hot lavender-scented bath. 

On Monday I take a long trip out to Simcoe to do my annual duty as judge of the art contest/exhibition portion of the tremendously large Norfolk County Fair.  As always, I feel deeply privileged to be called back year after year.  Lord, they even pay me!  The folks involved in running the fair are truly fantastic.  So welcoming, friendly and helpful.  They treat me like a star and feed me like a starving orphan.  Why wouldn’t I go back?! 

It’s a tradition on the day before the fair opens, the judging day for the various exhibitions, for the fudge and dozens of baked goods and all manner of breads and goodies being entered into contests or sold in booths to be laid out for all of the volunteers and judges to partake of until they are giddy-stupid with enormous sugar highs.  We eat until we can’t even walk straight.  And that’s BESIDES being fed full hot meals at lunch and dinner!!  (did I mention they actually pay me for that?)

Here at the homestead today the budding friendship between Willow and my new dog, Nara, has cooled dramatically.  Willow is sulking and a little bitchy since figuring out that having Nara around means sharing.  Sharing!  Oh. My. God.  LOL  Since Nara started sharing Willow’s place of honour sleeping on the floor beside the bed Willow has sought out a place of greater honour on top of the bed.  Okay now…two grown people and one large shepherd/hound on a double bed…not even a queen sized bed, mind you. 

Oh lovely.  Nara just threw up her new anti-allergy diet food.  Again.  She ‘graced’ the quilt beside the bed thusly last night as well.  I guess it’s back to her regular food until I figure out a better alternative. 

I knew she had medical problems when I adopted her Monday night.  My darling Kelly needed special care too and as I loved her dearly and she was so friendly and grateful it never felt like a burden then and I don’t expect it to now.  Nara’s main problem is some type of chronic ear problem, never properly diagnosed I could tell, and so I’ve already got her some new medicine and am working out a treatment plan.  She is so very affectionate and grateful, so much like Kelly, that I already feel blessed by the choice I made in accepting her into my home. 

Now, pre-rib roast I’m going to wash back a few aspirin to try to rid myself of this terrible headache.  Not sure if it’s the cold rainy weather or the reading.  Ta for now and thanks for reading along.

Steph