Clif Z-Bar says hey.
Hey girl, hey!
Upon arriving home from work , (late I might add) I discovered much to my dismay, that Skipper was limping about the pasture. Actually, she wasn’t limping so much as just standing there looking all sad.
So I gathered her up and set her foot to soaking.
While that was going on, I decided she could use a bath.
All soapy and sad, foot in the bucket.
Yes, that is human shampoo.
Mama D.’s in fact. Shhhh, don’t tell.
Luckily for me horses dry pretty quickly.
Like new, she is, and Mama D. shall never know her shampoo went a-missing!
Of course one look in these eyes and how could she say no?
Soon our photo session was over, so I returned my love to her stall where she could chat with her friends.
With friends like these, who needs enemies?
Give me some of that hay!! How did you score a stall!?! Ol’ Gimp Leg. 😛
That taken care of, I set out on a ride. A bike ride, that is. I went 10 miles, and came home, sweaty and hungry.
I knew just what I wanted.
Pesto + Penne!
After seeing Betsy make pesto with broccoli, well that was right up this chick’s alley, so I knew where my bag of broccoli was going.
I didn’t use the whole bag. Just half.
The other half is for lunch tomorrow.
I added an orange to the side.
It was on it’s last leg. I did it a favor. It was surely headed to the compost otherwise.
I ended my meal on this sweet note:
A fantastic fruit and oatmeal thing baked by Mama D., supplier of horse shampoo.
jack lady of all trades that woman is!
And she doesn’t even know it.
Proverbs 25:21 (The Message)
If you see your enemy hungry, go buy him lunch; if he’s thirsty, bring him a drink. Your generosity will surprise him with goodness, and God will look after you.
I’m hoping Mama D. feels real generous with her shampoo when she reads this.