This should be the tale of my thirtieth year.

9.10.2004

Wino deer apple

I was awake at 5:30 AM this morning. Our nutty neighbor was yelling again, thankfully briefly. I was trying to relax and go back to sleep with I heard a very odd thumping noise outside. A young deer had its front legs up on the fiberglass car trying to snatch some pear out of our tree. I chased it off, and finally went back to sleep. Up again at 8:30.

After some piddling and TV watching I put together a little wine rack for Mammy. I declared that the amount of wine in the house officially made us Californians.

Spent chunks of the afternoon cleaning out the woodshed. Will finish Sunday. There was a huge amount of poo in there...hope I don't get Haunta.

Mammy made yummy dinner, and then tried to enslave me. After peeling only about 6 apples I wimped out. I'm a no-good daughter.

The rest get here tonight, and then it is up the hill tomorrow for some sunshine.

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