TGIF?

TGIF!

Why I am so happy, I don't know because lately weekends mean more work. Of course this weekend besides all the work we have been doing in the barn, we are also having our Third Annual Morrison Family Pool Party for all of our children's friends. We started this tradition when our daughter was in kindergarten. Well, now both of the kids are in school so it's double the fun. Actually we have lucked out because most of our friend's children are right around the same age as our kids so all the sibling have classes together or at least play together on the playground.

Preparations for the party are pretty set. The house doesn't have to be cleaned because the pool is set away from the house and better yet...we own a port-a-john.

Yup! We put a second well in but not a second septic tank so our pool visitors get the Morrison Port-a-john to use. It all started when I had way too many wet kids and wet feet tracking into my house. I hate cleaning so the less mess created is less mess to clean up...or so I hope.

Of course, I have some children who will hold it rather than use a perfectly good potty but that's a problem for their parents to deal with because my kids couldn't wait to christen the new john! I know, strange kids. They must take after their father.


So we have the party to look foward to...and better yet, because I have been complaining about the heat all week we will have a nice sunny hot day to swim in the pool. HOORAY!

Now, Saturday night it's supposed to rain. I don't want it to rain too much though because I still don't have the gutters on my new barn or the sand/rock mix added to help with the rain. The contractor waited until 7:30am this morning to call and say he wanted to come deliver the goods. Ok, no problem except at that time I was already on my way to dropping the kids off at daycamp then going to help Hubby out with his work. WHATEVER!

I told the contractor that I need a wee bit more notice than that since I still need to move some stuff out of the barn....including my herd to the outer pasture, water for them to drink, and also move my new barn kittens.

Aren't they cute! The kids wanted cats.....we had cats once upon a time. One died, Crybaby, and the other we gave to a friend, Bella (short for Cabella) because she hated the two dogs and the two kids...honestly, she did. I vowed to never have cats again. That was, until I saw two mice in the alpaca barn last winter. Yuck! Double Yuck! Ewwwww!

So we went and picked out these two adorable kittens to live with the pacas and take care of the mice. The calico cat is named FurBall even though she doesn't have much fur but that's what Sister Bear wanted to name her.

The Orange and White is named Friend. Brother Bear named him. Ok, he wanted to name an alpaca friend and I said no. He already named one Buddy and Dude so Friend was not going to happen. Well, Friend does live up to his name. He is too darn friendly and I am the one wanting to bring them in the house to keep more than the kids.

I forgot the spell that cats put over you.

YIKES! I'm sorry dogs. You are my true babies! I will never love a cat more than either of you....

So, I am off to finish pool party preparations then figure out where I am going to temporarily move all my barn stuff until after the excavators finish fixing the water puddle problems.

YIKES!