today, oh what happened today? hmmm... let's see. well, in the morning, jessie and morgans half brother and his wife came up late last night. this morning, we couldn't take the horses to the regular pasture, the 'hay field' so we had to take them to a reeeeally litttttle pasture. BUT!!!! it had a small ditch. and my horse, being my horse, jumped it. (Nana, stop hypervenalating.) later, jess, morgie, and uncle mark and I, went to a livestock auction. jessie had wanted to buy 2 baby lambs, BUT!!!!! live stock meaning cows as well, came first. there were sooooooo many cows, probably around 250.BOOOOOOOORING! (btw, the biggest bull there wieghed 2480 pounds and was around 9 ft long. just thought you might want to know.) but we finally moved onto goats and sheep. in the end, we bought 1 goat and one sheep with reeeeeeeeeally long toe nails. ugh. who ever owned her previously, he stunk at taking care of her.

on our way back to the farm, about half way there, we came upon, half a mobile house.

yep, you heard me right, HALF a mobile home. it was just moseying along the road at about 10 miles an hour when the rest of the country drivin' road speeds along at 50, 60, miles an hour. ( there aren't any police in amish country. speed limits are BOTTOM priorety in drivin' hehehe.) anyway, So this half-a-home is being trashed as it drives along. i mean, it was up HIGH so when it drove under a tree, it took out a whole branch. MEANWHILE, the wood on the house was flying off the house and onto the road. (uncle mark is pretty ticked right now.) so we follow it along as it takes out tree after tree after mailbox after phone line. seriously. today was it's second trip. it came last night to. that's when it knocked all our power and phone lines out. there is a lady in a little station wagon in front of us and she is pretty mad too. so this guy comes to a power line and is slowing down some. SOME. so mark is STEAMED man, i mean he is ticked off. so he lays on his horn and climbs out of the truck and walks up to him. meanwhile, me and co. (jess, morgie,) are talking about how that can't be legal. so mark walks up to the drivers seat and who to our wondering eyes should appear? but a little old man who lost half his teeth and is wearing garbage man. so we are appalled. no way is he legle. so mark is up there givin him a 'what for' and the little old man being a little old man is totally ignoring him. and the lady who we're riding along side with is about to 'pop her top.' finally the l.o.m. moves without trashing our phone line. (amazing, i know.) and we drive on up to the house. we get out of the car and are about to unload our new animals, (you totally forgot about them didn't you? that's ok. i did too.) and that pretty lady who was about to pop? ya, she comes riding up and says,

"do you know who he was? because he just took out my mail box."

and mark is,"no, i don't know who he is. are you gonna follow him?"

and she's like,

"ya i'm gonna. all i half to do is follow the peices of the kitchen sink that he left behind." she laughed and pulled out, leaving us cracked up.

so FINALLY, we unload and clip the sheeps nails. (they were so long that there were magots in them. UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH!)

we go inside and do what we do at night. ping pong, evening chores, read, etc etc. and that was pretty much our day.

MORAL OF STORY: NEVER TRUST OLD MEN IN TRASHED CLOTHES (IF THEY ARE EVEN ALLOWED TO BE CALLED CLOTHES) TOWING HALF A HOUSE.

THE END.

peec!

teresa