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Kentucky Derby Week
Last night, the alarm system in The Big Red Barn went crazy. From 10 pm until about 1 the shrill piercing and annoying noise kept me from blogging….and from thinking.
We had some power outages here, on and off if you will, for the last several weeks. The alarm folks said it was just a system malfunction, and to reset the battery backups. We did. Finally the alarms quit sounding, until this morning as I was taking a shower getting ready to head out to the Women’s Club Fashion Show. (Photos on Monday…not of me in the shower….but of the fashion show hats)
My life is hectic. Those few morning minutes of downtime in the morning shower are sacred. Did I mention, I am NOT a morning person? Alarms and showers don’t set well with me.
Charlie went around and replaced all the batteries. I slapped on my hat and trotted off to the circus we call the Women’s Club.
While I was gone, the instuctions I left Charlie regarding what needed to be done for our REAL Kentucky Derby Party were largely unheeded. It has to do with alarms, a bird that built a nest in the hot water heater exhaust and throwing open all the windows and doors to yes, you guessed it air the barn out from carbon monoxide. Can you imagine?
So, I could give you a witty story about the unveiling of “Rose” who replaces my beloved ” Liily,” last years Kentucky Derby Hat….but for now just know all is well at The Big Red Barn. Company is coming, and I gotta go.