Degeneration

I was going through some of my old blog posts and realize that I've been a much better writer. I was happier, funnier, my view of the world was rosier. I was searching for the cause of all this and I've come to the conclusion that it's Obama's fault. He just sucks the life right out of me. Even the antics of Shotgun Joe Biden aren't enough to cheer me up. Eventually, I'll get used to the increasing inflation, stagnant economy and high bullshit levels and be fine. There are meds for that and very few people become mass murderers because of them. I've got a good chance of avoiding that. Stacey and I went to the Tri-County Beekeepers meeting on the 2nd of March. We needed a few tools and a refresher course. The bees haven't been very well kept these last couple of years. Stacey has to do more work with them since I've been using up my spare time trying to grain farm. We had a good and useful time, discovered the box lunch is better than the hot lunch and Stacey got to eat out for a SECOND time in one day at Cracker Barrel on the way home. Since the box lunch constituted our anniversary dinner, I gave Stacey a turtle as an anniversary gift.This turtle is gold with ruby eyes and diamond chips outlining the shell instead of the usual kind that we'd cook. She was quite surprised even though she was the one that picked it out in the jewelery store. I've been cutting brush on the farm but the next major task is shearing the sheep. I need to get them done by April if possible so that they can go back on pasture. I'd list all the other things I need to do in the meantime but it's impossible anyway so why bother? I do need to get a seed order out. I've got to get more of those bush beans we had last year. They were really good. I need to finish prepping the garden and maybe start working the soil if it thaws enough. I have to go. Stacey's home and I'll probably have to unload groceries and prep the brussel sprouts.