296: the barn that went 'baaaa'

Aw, thanks for all the love after the break-in. I am feeling better.

I am trying to get into some kind of routine. I am off of my job-job for a while since it is so slow. (yay!) But the thing is,  I am not so good without an externally imposed schedule. So I am trying to create some kind structure for myself. I am practicing yoga almost every day, which has been awesome. And this week I am going to start researching how to set up a web store so I can at least get my yoga clothes up for sale.

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Recently thrifted, twenty-five cents bought me this childhood memory:

I had forgotten about this barn.

But when I opened that red plastic door, it went 'baaaaa'. And I remembered.

Did you have one of these? Do you know what I am talking about? The door, when released, has a little mechanism that makes a sound that  is something like a twangy 'baaaaa'.

I don't remember this little sheepy:

In that picture it looks like that creepy horror movie ad that is on tv right now- you know, the one with the upside-down dog head and unborn twin? Ick. I don't like horror movies. Most of my life I was drowning in  my own adrenaline, so, no thanks.

Aw, cute moo-cow:

It's perfectly normal for an adult woman (well, kind of) to set up and photograph a scene of plastic toy animals, right?

Normal, schmormal.

I amuse myself.

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