Sometimes All You Need Is A Deviled Egg

Here is Janeen shooting at a 40 yard target.

What in the heck do you mean by that Felipe?  OK, so there are so many great things happening in my life right now that I have a hard time keeping up with them.  But they are all good, at least the ones I choose to focus on.  Screw the other ones I say.  And have no idea what that has to do with disheveled eggs either.

But it is Padre Tomas’s birthday today or tomorrow or yesterday.  He is the only person that ever sent me five birthday cards, five for the same birthday that is.  Where does he get that crazy energy from?  Please say hello to him somehow, some way.

I am going to get out to the corn and get a half hours weeding in before work today.  Stuff is just growing like crazy out there.  Everything is perfect now.  The trouble it is perfect for my weed friends too.  Everybody is in high gear.

We are all still high, speaking of high, from our weekend retreat.  We had a planning session over tapas yesterday for the next one.  And let me announce that here.  That is the 8,9,10 and 11th of September.  The corn and blackberries will be in full stride then, Norhtwest High Cotton.  So let me know if you are interested in attending and I will get you the details.

What else do we have?  Felipe is wondering  how come the word heck seems to appear in proximity to his name so often?  Well, we will have to check that out.  We don’t need any grumpy campers around here.

Well, I guess I am out of interesting and useful content.  Time to go weed.  Love and stuff from Felipe.