Apart from suddenly becoming skilled at blowing away all of your energy into a tissue, for some reason, you’re expected to make fetch happen when you’re sick, as if all of a sudden it’s this new-and-improved possible thing! I don’t really understand how I can do all my laundry, and clean my room, and get up and move around when I can’t even type up the three blog posts I’m supposed to write or create a theme or support my head without the help of three-to-four pillows that are also being used to prop me up, especially when I’m having to sleep Dracula-/Sheldon-style, using the aforementioned pillows just so I can freaking BREATHE.
Furthermore, this post is picture-heavy, with most pictures hosted at Flickr.
I didn’t take many pictures with my digital camera, but I did snap many shots to Instagram.
Whether it really is considered such, I consider 6birds an established blog. I’ve had it for almost five years, and I’ve met many people I consider to be my friends through it, and so on and so forth. Because of this, I feel like doing things I wish I would have done to 6birds would be too drastic of a change and/or impossible now to actually do.
I spent the weekend with Mimi on her new farm. It isn’t the one I lived on, hence “new”. I had a blast: I saw Todd, and I rode Cinnamon, one of the horses. I learned Amigo died. He had arthritis and just got to where he couldn’t function right, and it would have been more painful for him to continue going like he was.
Anyway, I did take pictures.~
I made four videos, but they won’t play right on my laptop, so I’ll see if they upload correctly to [at least] YouTube later and will post them on 6birds if they do play right when I get around to it. The audio only plays on my laptop… it’s really weird. >.>
This post is picture-heavy.