Tomorrow...

I am getting stressed about tomorrow...

The plan is for me to go to Austin with Tim for the Sunset Valley Farmers Market for the first time. I haven't actually been there when my cheese was sold so it should be fun.

Then as soon as we get home, it will be time for the annual Fourth of July shindig. We usually invite any and everyone we know, put out flyers in feed stores, etc. This year we have been so busy with the new markets that we decided to go low key and we are only having about ten families besides us. Even then there has been no time to prepare the property so people get the true blue mess. (Still working on being OK with that.) IN fact Tim and I won't even have the time to worry about it as we will be getting home likely after company already arrives so too late to stress and holler "Pick up this! Mop that!".

It might just be the perfect way to have a party--arriving as a guest yourself!

Now I have to go hold Grace's hand. She is pacing and uber stressed. Her first horse, Biscuit, is not doing well. He has lost a lot of weight. The vet is coming this morning and if you could be thinking of Grace (and Biscuit) it would be appreciated.