She Smells Like Soap

The rail cars did finally show up yesterday morning, which was good. There shouldn't be any penalty fees for us since it was the railroad's fault the cars were two days late. I stopped at target on the way home and got the latest Keith Urban CD. It's pretty good. I got taco stuff from the short stop and made tacos for my supper (which is important as the leftovers made up all three of my meals today).

I did a load of laundry today but I haven't gotten around to folding it yet. I checked the railcars again this afternoon, so far three out of eight are loaded. I stopped at grandma's on the way home, said hi to grandpa and the puppy, then climbed through a thorn bush to hang up grandma's new flag. After that I headed home for more leftover tacos and some random t.v.

There was a Jean Claude Van Damn movie on that was pretty good although, I always wondered where he got that bumb on the head. It's always there at the beginning of every one of his movies long before he ever gets into a fight. It drives me crazy. There was also a special on animal planet called the heart of a lioness about a wild african lion who adopts a baby gazell(?). She took care of it for a month and a half until some mean old man lion showed up and ate it. It was so sad.

The beagle was outside in the rain, (funny how it always waits to pour and thunderstorm the day after I water the garden) so I gave her a bath. She smells like soap now.