I had a friend laugh at my blog several months ago and said he was probably the only person who read the dang thing. Got me curious. Every couple of months I check the backdoor for the site statistics and, if all the stars are aligned correctly and the moon's in the seventh sun, I don't break the whole damn site in the process. Last time I completely screwed up two of the pages and they'll probably never be the same. But it's always an interesting way to spend a half hour.

Apparently someone in New Zeland visits often, Japan, Africa (but I know who that is), and I know Amelia is in Canada, but what's funny, what makes me laugh out loud are the search results that pull up this site. Some poor unsuspecting soul landed here after searching for "crazy wild farm girls" - you know they were disappointed! And believe me, I should have NEVER put on the blog that ditty about sheath cleaning on the geldings! Lesson learned. The reason I mention this is because Ed just called to tell me they're back from the funeral and he learned today that some of his relatives in Memphis read this blog! Hey y'all! Here's a shout out to all Ed's family! I think that's just wonderful that you guys stop by here. I'll try to post some pictures of the boys in the next few days, if I can remember to take the lense cap off.

Ed has a wonderful family that comes mostly from the hills of Arkansas and we all tease everyone about being hillfolk. Lord help you if you get his mother talking about her younger years and the way her grandma did something back then. That accent starts going and Ed just eggs her on calling her a hillbilly. Even though it's all in good fun, she just gets spitting mad at him! All the rest of us just laugh, but for some reason, he has so much fun getting under his mama's skin. Poor woman, she was in a car with him most of the day and I imagine her nerves are just plain shot.

I let Ed talk me in to letting the boys stay up until he gets home. And I let the boys talk me in to giving them a pie for dessert. And then I let the horses talk me in to just one more treat for each. When on earth did I become such a pushover?

I did forget to mention that I spent the afternoon yesterday getting interviewed by a reporter for a weekly magazine talking about LiveOps and working from home. The story is about.... well I don't think I'm supposed to mention that right now but it's supposed to run this summer and if they use anything from me I'll get a copy. So I'll keep you posted. It really is amazing isn't it? The reporter just flat out did not believe me when I told him I make more now working part time from home that I did as a Manager when you factor in fuel and daycare. I even gave him the figures and offered him copies of my invoices for pay - wonder if he'll take me up on that? Hopefully I got him convinced, I can be persuasive every once in a while.