School, road trips and sulky sisters

New Post my faithful readers, though how many readers I've got I've no idea, if I have any....

Anywhoo, I just got back from a road-trip. I wish I could say it was to Texas to see Twi-Con, but alas, it was to a farm about 2 hours from here. Nice drive especially when it's time spent with friends, the only not nice thing about it was the getting stuck in the mud. Now for all of those who know what I'm talking about please agree with me 100%, for those of you who don't...I don't suggest trying this at home for shits and giggles. Now the very spacious farm has a pond at the bottom of a hill, and I don't know about much anywhere else but it was raining for a good part of the day, enough to make the road slick with mud and clay, for future reference...this is *not* I repeat not a good combination for a car travelling uphill, or downhill for any matter. So after we got out of the car and trudged around a good bit we decide to go back to the car and try to make our way past the muddy trench. Not so easy. After spinning the wheels for a good while we decide that it would be smart if two of us try to push the car(which equaled the whole of my right side hurting so bad) while the third does something involving the clutch and gas and neutral, what kind of combo this is I've no clue...long story short it doesn't work and the only thing we've accomplished is getting the tires caked with mud and our shoes and my jeans soaked and dirty(mud splatter, yuck). So we go off on a search for rocks. You'd think there would be rocks at a pond right? It is a pond and with ponds normally come rocks, but no, not this pond. This pond had no rocks to be found around it, so we were pretty much stuck. We try all sorts of different maneuvers and none of them work. We try and call all kinds of different people but no answers. WE decide to try just one last time, this time driving half on the grassy median and half in the woods. I became quite close to a couple of the tree branches as they hit me in the face. Thankfully we made it! And just as we finish our celebratory yells, what happens? The phone rings, I got you there didn't I faithful readers, you thought we got stuck again huh? Nope, just the phone ringing with the person who we tried to call earlier to help get us out of that muddy mess.

After the excursion with the mud we go to see the cows, these are not dairy cows, so it's best not to name them *hint hint* We enter their field and one member of our party decides to try and feed them. Slowly one of the cows from the background slowly gets closer to us, and closer and closer. We get scared, thinking of the Running with the Bulls in Spain, and how that cow looks quite menacing. We know that if we run the cows could charge and squish us, but that thought leaves our heads when not one cow, but three start moving closer, one for each of us. What do we do? We take off running, just hoping that we can make it to the gate before the cows make it to us. Obviously we succeeded, otherwise this post would not be in existence right now. So we make it to the other side of the gate and turn around and catch our breath. What do we see but three cows pretty much right were they were when we ran. It is my firm belief that they mentally communicated with each other and were all 'Hey guys check this out, I bet we can make those chicks run for their lives. It'd be the best thing that happened all year.'
After we got over that little scare two of our group decided to brave the pen again and go back in while I was self-designated picture taker, got some pretty okay one's if I do say so myself.

Putting the majority of the farm visit into a short little blurb: On the farm there is a slave cemetery, you can tell where the bodies went because the earth has settled down, since slaves couldn't afford boxes they were just buried in the ground so once the bodies decomposed....earth settled creating little dips. Well one of the head markers had writing on it, and since we all know most slaves were illiterate putting writing on this one meant that this person was very important to them. It is believed to say 'Annie....last name....and either a 6 or an 8' it's amazing that things like this can be found, untouched by humans, run over by Mother Earth herself, but it's also sad seeing how small some of the graves were and knowing that cruelty human cruelty put most likely many of them there. From there we went on to a storage unit, and then to a run down, but very nice house, not publishing the name out of respect for the owner.

After the farm we stopped at a friend's aunt's house where I met some of her family, they were very nice and I appreciated so much what they did for us. Watched Leatherheads very enjoyable, and finally fell asleep at about 2 am. We woke up around 10-ish, actually we went upstairs around 10-ish we were probably awake for quite some time, skipped on breakfast and were ready to go. We close the door, alarm set and venture to the car where the driver realizes we have a flat tire...much waiting later and a wallet a bit lighter we head out for lunch, it now being about 12:30 or close to that time. We stop at an AMAZING restaurant named Ham's, they serve more than ham( I myself got an Angus burger and cheesy bacon fries) I was so full I couldn't even finish my sand which, that honestly was probably the best restaurant meal I've either had in ages or ever. And we are on our way back home!

Once I got home I was exhausted and not in the mood to put up with sulky little sisters who complain whenever they don't get their way, and for those of you who know my sisters it's not the youngest for once...shocker! I'm babysitting my cousin's son who's not even a year old tomorrow*insert awwws here* and she wants to come along, I have no problem with it, but I told her to talk with the parents first, well she did and she didn't get the answer she was looking for, now she's sulking all around the house, ignoring me and I'm too tired to deal with her shit-attitude so I tell her she can't act this way she's 15 for godssake. What does she do? Ignore me again, and turns on her music. Teenagers, can't live with them, couldn't be anywhere if we weren't one ourselves.

And now onto school, 20-odd days away. I start back the 24th my second year at my school of choice, and I'm excited yet dreading it all at the same time. Excited because I'll get to see my friends again, dreading it because I know the work load will probably try and kick my butt. Hopefully it won't be too dreadful because I'm going to have a birthday party about a month after the semester starts back up... I kinda can't wait for that, really just because I'll be seeing alot of my friends that I haven't seen in a long time, I miss seeing all my friends.

One other quick little blurb to throw in...Craig Horner is SEXY AS HELL. I could eat ice cream off that man's chest. You don't know who he is? Search Craig Horner shirtless, it'll get you interested I guarantee it.