Running Scared

This time of year makes me jump for joy. It is so nice to be able to go outside and run on the farm. I thought it was a good idea last week to take a run after the sun went down. Adam had come in and went running right at dusk. When he came back he said "There is a full moon. You can go running." I went. Let's just say I probably clocked my best time ever, because I was running for my life!! I just knew that I was going to step on a snake, get attacked by the birds I was jumping up, or be attacked by a pack of wild dogs or wolves.  OK, I know that is a little extreme, but that is the only thing that was going through my head. I kept looking behind me just to make sure some animal was not right on my heels.  I know people run on a full  moon but they run on paved streets with street lights, not on dirt roads around burnt rice fields. Note to self: Do not run at night!

Another thing! Something is up with my hair.  I don't know if I have fried it when using my flat iron or I am sprouting. But I have these little twigs of hair around my bang line( I assume you know where that is) that are extremely short. It looks like I have cut my hair or I burnt the ends off.  My SIL said I was growing new hair, something to do with pregnancy.  Anybody go through the same thing? Just wondering... It seems like nothing is the same since giving birth.  Who knows.

But I do know one thing: I am going gray! I love my mother but she and her brother unfortunately gave me the gray hair gene and most likely I will be gray by the time I'm forty! Thanks MOM!!

.....Remember in November.....



I love this picture for some reason.



Until Next Time,

Averie