In ten different directions (or 20 or maybe even 50)

As of late, I’ve been pretty uninspired.

Well, maybe that’s the wrong word.  I’ve been inspired everyday.  I feel a post forming itself in my head but then *POOF* the idea evaporates.

Or I’m just too busy to put pen to paper, or here in cyberspace, finger to keyboard.

There are a lot of things going on right now.  Good things and some things not so good. Either way, honey, I’m as busy as a (say it with me now) one legged man in an ass kicking contest.

Hunting season begins September 1 and the guides are already starting to trickle in along with their questions:

“What’s a young girl like yourself doing in a place like this?”

I’ve got to come up with some good comebacks this year.  And I’ve got to work on my poker face.

There’s a definite chill in the air and I swear some of the leaves are already turning.  Which makes me sad.  It’s been a pretty fun summer.

I am, however; looking forward to cranking up my snowmachine again and pulling out all the wooly sweaters, my favorite jeans, and buying some new, much needed winter gear.  For now, I’m milking what’s left of the summer by getting on the river as much as I can and BBQ’ing outside as much as possible.

So, if you see a frazzled red head around here with some serious roots going on, give her some sympathy, and please don’t ask her dumb questions like how she got up here.

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