Happy Hoofs

So, after much harassment (from Katie mostly) and blatant neglect, I have finally gotten around to updating. I think it just took me a while to recover from the evil whiteness of winter, and I had to be sure that I wasn't going to have to do another depressing snow storm blog.... blah, blah. No way... Last week it was between 90 and 100 degrees, I guess that makes it officially summer. The other reason I know it's summer is because of the grubby flip-flop feet that have been scampering across the white carpets in my house and the "summer legs" my sweet child is now sporting... scrapes, cuts, bug bites, dirt... I love it! Anyway, Alise has been keeping quite busy this spring. She has joined a 4-H club and is showing miniature horses - this is just the BEES KNEES in her book! Her current love is a yearling/gelding named Commandero (aka Cowboy). He's a little feisty and stubborn, but Alise can hold her own with him (probably because she isthe human version of him!) She is also a little star on her local softball team, has a great arm and a solid swing.

We have been bound and determined to get outside as much as we possibly can despite the numerous ticks we have pulled off of us, poison ivy I have scratched and pounds of bug spray I have applied to keep those friendly mosquitoes, black flies (insert your choice pest here) away. We've done a few local letterboxes and had planned on planting a box up in Franconia for our anniversary... but we , um, didn't get around to it.... we were just unprepared (get your mind out of the gutter... "planting a box" was not a euphemism, sicko). Anywho... we did have a lovely time up in Franconia again this year. We hiked, swam, read (yes... we read) and (of course) ate the insane and glorious meals that the inn is famous for. Damn... I thought I was going to make it through a whole blog entry without mentioning food! Ah, better luck next time...