It's Sunday March 11, 2012, I went to the track at Brown Deer High School this morning and ran a few sprints and then a mile. None of this was very fast, I was just focussing on getting it done without any pulled muscles or injuries, so I was mostly slow and careful. Maybe I can do this more often now that it's getting warmer, and start running at a faster pace.
Then I went to church, I was supposed to set up the tables and stuff. Sylvia was supposed to help me but she didn't come, she was sick. I wasn't sure how to set everything up so Pam helped me.
I'm planning on going out on St. Patrick's day, that's this coming Saturday.
I went to a party a few months ago at my sister in law's house. I wasn't having much fun because everyone was listening to Joe. Joe is a hansome middle aged guy, very successful and very talkative. Everyone seemed to be listening to him talk, like he was doing about 60% of all the talking at the party and everyone was all around him. So I went into the dining room and talked to three farmers that had come in from Waterford, friends of my sister in law. And they were telling me about life on the farm. I asked them what they did for fun out there in the farmland. They said they like to tip cows over. "Cowtipping" it's called. You just give the cow a good shove from the side and they fall over, and they can't get up again. Usually you do it to other people's cows as a prank. They said that once their neighbors woke up to find their whole herd of cows tipped over. There were alot of empty beer cans in the area and they weren't sure if the beer had been drank by the cows or the pranksters that tipped them. They never found out.
As it turned out, these three farmers were BS'n me right from the start. Yes they live near Waterford, but they aren't even farmers at all. Here's a picture of them, the whole family, husband wife and daughter. Now I know why they were laughing so hard when they were telling me about life on the farm. It was really fun talking to them.