Only me...

It hasn't been one of the best days for me today, well even week for that matter. I actually cried today. Something i haven't done in a long time. But will get to that another time. I have to just tell this story and hoping i can tell it in a way that doesn't make me look like a fool or live like a.... I don't even know!!

OK so this afternoon I was talking to FF-L when this car pulls up. I tell her I'd better go b/c some man was here. She instantly is like 'do you know him? are you scared? are you by yourself?'. (thanks for being concerned!!) I had a pretty good idea i knew who it was and I was correct. No, no Jehovah witness or broom sales person. It was a nice gentleman from NFIB which stands for National Federation for Independent Businesses. He came wanting to sell me a membership which i did get for $100 and you'll find out why shortly.

But really it's a national organization representing small businesses in the US. They represent us in DC on issues such as health care, SILO tax, etc. to senators and congress. Basically a lobbyist group.

But that's not where I'm going with this....so he pulls up and immediately is introduced to C'man who is in the back of DH's yucky ol' pickup. I come out of the house talking on my blue tooth to La and dressed to kill. Hardly, i had on gauchos and frumpy ol' shirt, no make up and i didn't do my hair today. But whatever, the last person he visited that i knew, she was still in her jammies, no bra and pink fufu slippers! So i wasn't to worried. I did suggest he start a lobby group for SAHM's LOL!!

I tell him i really can't go in the house b/c i know C'man won't come in. He says that's fine. I offer him my grill to use as a table!! Oh the fun is just beginning. While we're talking c'man has pulled out boards and a chain out of the pickup and now is building. I look at C'man by DH's pickup and i see this black blob on the road. I was like hmmm...is that the dog? no way to big. The light comes on it's a fricken calf. I immediately say 'oh my...we have a calf out and if it's out I'm thinking the rest of the cows may be too'. I call DH and he can't get over quick enough to do anything and by now the calf is on the bridge. The nice man offers to go get it in. Knowing he has no experience what so ever I'm like ahhh no that's OK. Excuse me for a minute tho. I load C'man up in the van and off we go.

I get to the calf and the darn thing will NOT move. Rather then run the other way he's busy looking at the guy standing 900 ft away. So i move closer and still he doesn't move. Lovely!! I end up being able to pet this thing!! It just stands there while i call DH saying what am i to do. I tried pushing the thing, clapping my hands to no avail he wouldn't move. The 'visitor' then comes to help. I'm REALLY embarrassed now.

Here he is in dress pants, white shirt, tie and nice shoes and he's pushing a calf!! Did i mention the calf is covered in crap on his rear! Also not sure he will kick us either! WE both pushed a couple times. Eventually he gets moving but of course the calf has no idea where to go. I open the gate and the visitor is running down the road after this calf!! I just kept saying 'oh my gosh, this can not be happening to me, what a sight we are!!!'

A pickup comes over the hill and sees our tired less attempts at working with this dang calf. He asks if we have it under control...ahhh does it look like it?? Eventually we get this calf in the pasture but not before Mr Visitor is in the ditch. I told him oh dear me, i can do this you have such nice clothes on you'll get covered in ticks and i'm worried he'll fall. I had to give him a ride back to his car which is still parked 1/2 on the road 1/2 on the shoulder and then we could continue back to where we left.

I guess i couldn't say i was really embarrassed b/c I'm at the point in my life where it is what it is. It's HILARIOUS!! He came to my house therefore he'll have to bear with me as i continue my job (mother, cattle Herder, business owner, etc) I'm sure he goes to many businesses where business must carry on, especially if you don't have an appointment. I told him 'really this is a typical day in my life. Stuff like this happens more often then i care to admit. But I've learned that if i don't laugh I'll cry and it's not worth crying b/c it's funny!'

Now do you see why i paid him the $100 i felt that's the least i could do for his assistance with a stinky, tick covered, shit covered, calf!