The Good, the Bad and the Woolly...
May. 10th, 2008 12:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
msfledermausThis weekend had lots of ups and downs so far...
There was some unhappy drama at the co-op involving some shoving and a catfight. It's been very stressful. This week it seems like every scary mean crazy person just had to push their luck that much harder. We're still dealing with a lot of the fallout here, and I've been trying very hard to do sensible things and not let my baser instincts take over. (These instincts are very strong, and involve cutlery. Bad Maus. Bad, bad Maus.)
Anyway, today was a much much better and less stressful thing. I went to the sheep harvest festival in Lake Elmo today, and felt much better playing with the bunnies and watching all the spinners. I bought lots of beautiful wool. I petted more bunnies. I visited the lanbs and had to be physically restrained from buying small black baby lambs to take home with me. "Nono, really, I'll tell the neighbors it's a dog, pleeeeease, I wants it!"
Of course when I came home with my wool-stash I found out that Ben the neighbor and Leslie are taking care of a sick ram lamb here on the Island today. I'll go visit later and see how he's doing, maybe do some petting:) But meanwhile, here are pictures...
There was some unhappy drama at the co-op involving some shoving and a catfight. It's been very stressful. This week it seems like every scary mean crazy person just had to push their luck that much harder. We're still dealing with a lot of the fallout here, and I've been trying very hard to do sensible things and not let my baser instincts take over. (These instincts are very strong, and involve cutlery. Bad Maus. Bad, bad Maus.)
Anyway, today was a much much better and less stressful thing. I went to the sheep harvest festival in Lake Elmo today, and felt much better playing with the bunnies and watching all the spinners. I bought lots of beautiful wool. I petted more bunnies. I visited the lanbs and had to be physically restrained from buying small black baby lambs to take home with me. "Nono, really, I'll tell the neighbors it's a dog, pleeeeease, I wants it!"
Of course when I came home with my wool-stash I found out that Ben the neighbor and Leslie are taking care of a sick ram lamb here on the Island today. I'll go visit later and see how he's doing, maybe do some petting:) But meanwhile, here are pictures...
