I like to sing, but.....
Mood:  a-ok
Yesterday was NOT one of those days.

I'm on our local parade committee. I love being part of this group, even though sometimes it requires a lot of work, like yesterday. We hosted an 8 hour pig roast/benefit dinner; two live bands, lots of food, and we did pretty well. Except, I'm fighting a cold. And in the middle of the first band's set, they start asking for a female to come up and sing with them. Somehow, my friend Ethel starts yelling from the cooking area that I should go up there. Normally, I'd be happy to do this, but I knew that my voice was far from good sounding with this cold lurking. I get pushed up there (and yes, I did try to fight my way off), and forced into singing a Kid Rock/Sheryl Crow song, one that I am not familiar with. Lets just say that I'm really happy that the crowd at that time was probably less than 40 people (more people show up around 4, when the pig is being served, than are there around 3). And a photographer was there for the local paper taking pictures. At least the people in the newspaper (if the picture appears) can't hear me singing. :)

This week at the farm, I will be working in the gardens getting the vegetables planted, and the flower beds done. I've been too busy with work to do this before now, and hate getting things in this late. Especially since I've had my flowers since shortly after Mother's Day, waiting in their small pots to go into the ground. Maybe we'll get lucky, and have a few days of good weather that allow me unlimited planting time.