Oh, No, You Didn't

Ever have awesome plans only to have a monkey wrench thrown in them?

I had planned the most awesome posts for you both yesterday and today and, like most days, I was using J.'s phone to take pictures because my phone is always....well.....completely dead.  I don't know why, but charging my phone seems like doing laundry or clipping your toenails.  You don't do it because you want to.  With all our technology today, can't someone invent a phone that charges itself?

Anyhoo, J. and I were out and about Tuesday night with the chickens and watching them have a good old time with some leftover corn on the cob.  He grabbed Henrietta to put her in for the evening and she pooped on him.  I mean all the way down the front of his shirt and shorts.  She has never done that before.  And she wasn't particularly upset with him, so it just must have been bad timing.

The bad news?  He didn't check all his pockets before throwing everything in the washer and his brand new phone from work was in his shorts.  Oops.  A new phone and all my pics are gone *like that*.

So, until I can retake my pictures tomorrow, I can only entertain you with that picture above of a beautiful old barn taken through my windshield as I passed through Illinois on my way to Indianapolis a couple of months ago.  The dirt on the winshield even makes it a little airbrushed.  I planned it that way.  NOT.

Crankily yours,