All that goes to say that the last three and a half weeks have been INSANE here on the ranch. We're exhausted. And that's the truth. The good news? We're in the home stretch of madness, with a party that starts tonight (Friday) and ends in the wee hours of Sunday morning.
Yes - you read that correctly. This is a 36 hour party. Needless to say, our bosses can throw a serious shindig.
But after that shindig? This group of guests leaves on Sunday, and then we have a couple of guys trickling in slowly throughout next week, getting ready to leave on their pack trip next Friday.
What am I going to do when all the guys head off for their week long pack trip? Sleep. Water plants. Clean slowly. Get a massage and a hair cut. And spend some quality book time in a hammock.
Can't wait.
In the meantime? I offer this as proof that I am actually buried under pounds of beautiful tomatoes. I harvested two HUGE baskets of the suckers today. Here's one of them:
Thank God Tony likes to use lots and lots of fresh tomatoes. :)
My snack break is over and it's back to work I go with the help of another cup of coffee. (Hi-ho!)
Hi Ho! Poor you :( I miss you tons and tons! We can skype when your 36 hour party is over. That sounds nuts. I love the tomatoes-our neighbor grows them too and they are SO good!!
ReplyDeleteI made the blog! he he :) So happy to hear from you, and know that you are still alive under your tomatoes. And what gorgeous tomatoes they are. And I think I'll take your post as a cue that I too need a massage and a haircut. Thanks for the reminder :)
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