Some updates from a fun weekend. Saturday Morning The day promised no rain, so after milking, I thought I would go for a run. Gerard told me I should run and take the ferry over to a town nearby, Cobh. This town was the Titanic’s last port-of-call before the accident, and there is a museum Read more

7:30 AM Wakeup 08:00 Go to milk cows. 08:30 Get shit on by a cow. Swear at cow. Then laugh. Gerard hoses me down to get shit off my face/hair. 10:00 Run to the shower to get clean. 10:30 Porridge. 11:00 See if Gerard wants me to do anything. Nothing. Go for a walk in Read more

Fine mom. Sometimes, my imagination is inactive! The past two days it has been POURING rain. I did try to go for a walk yesterday, but I got soaked to the bone. Turns out my waterproof hiking boots are not that waterproof. Stephanie came and rescued me by car, but that would not have been Read more

To drink the milk or to not …the ultimate question. I was nervous at first because I am lactose intolerant. I know I can handle small amounts, so I have been adding some splashes to my coffee. However, yesterday, I was tasked with making the porridge, and it turns out the porridge is made with Read more

There is a parable my pastor at FUMCAH once shared to me. It’s about a farmer who has a lot of different sh** happen to him. With certain sh** , his friends would say, “Oh, that’s so good!”. Other times, they’d say, “Oh, that’s too bad.” Each time, the farmer just shrugs and replies, “Good Read more

I remember the first day I was on a call with my therapist when I thought about backpacking through Europe. It started as a small idea I had after coming back from a short trip to Puerto Rico. I half expected her to shut it down. I was ready for her to lecture me on Read more