Stranger things have happened.

Barn time yesterday was nice with nary a chicken to be found, except for the itty bitty ones in a tub with a light because they are babies.  They aren't much bigger than my two thumbs put together, so they are okay.  It's the big white chicken that hates me.

The horses were goofy, though.  One wouldn't pick up her right front hoof for me to clean it, so we got into a leaning contest.  Four of them tried to untie the lead rope they were tied with while I was grooming them.  One hadn't rolled in pee like he usually does.  One had mud dreads.  I will attribute all of that silliness to the full moon.

I received in my inbox a message about my documenting of the house build going on.  Evidently, the company who is building it wants to feature some of the pictures on their social media.  I suppose that's a good thing, even though the camera in my phone isn't all that great.  Stranger things have happened, go figure.  Inadvertent photography being publicated (Yes, my own made up word.) and yet when I try to intentionally get my novel length fics published, nothing happens.  Wtf?

Today, I made toothpaste again.  That's always fun.

The other day, I decided on what things I would give a quiz on regarding beta reading/editing, if I was ever in charge of looking for people who could beta read or edit.

Who and Whom

Who's and Whose

A and An

I and Me

Which is not an article?  A, An, The, It

Me, I, Myself, Mine 

Abstract Nouns

Then and Than
Accept and Except

Wither, Whether, Weather
Sale and Sell

That and Which

There and Their

To, too, and two
Weary and Wary

Were, we're, wear, where

Yes, I would definitely find those very fun to toss at someone to see if they knew their shit about this shit, just because.

And now, I think it's time for either some strawberry cobbler or white wine.