This is the story of our trip to the Farm Easter weekend back in May. I know it is currently almost July. This is the way my life goes these days.. apologies. So.. Easter was coming up and it was the boy's weekend to be with their dad. Those weekends only happen about once a month but I always dread them because of the traveling. Either I have to drive to Dallas two days (Friday and Sunday), or I have to drive to Carthage on the Sunday that their weekend with him is up. It's just a lot when you're a single working mom, going to school, and every weekend day is precious time that really can't afforded to be sacrificed. But as such is life. Anyway, the point is, while I always try to make the best of those traveling weekends, my mom knows what a toll it is on me. So she had the brilliant idea to go to the Farm in Livingston on Easter weekend so that I would be closer to Carthage on Sunday and she could help with the driving. Brilliant.
Later, mom asked if I minded if our friends, Lenny and Dave, tagged along with us since Lenny hadn't been to the farm in several years and Dave had never been. Of course! Then some other friends, Eddie and Michelle opted to join in on the whirlwind traveling shenanigans too. We had ourselves a legit adventure now! A couple of days before the trip, I was informed that I would be picking the boys up in Dallas instead of Carthage, which kind of defeated the initial purpose of this trip. But it was already planned and I was still excited to go, so bring on the shenanigans!
6 hours and one chipped windshield later, we made it to the Farm. We were immediately greeted by the cows.
Of course, the newbies had to be given a tour the land, so we loaded up on the mule and four-wheelers. Gosh, it really is lovely out there.
Once everyone had done some exploring and nightfall came, we visited on the front porch. Nights on the Farm are just as lovely as the days on the Farm.
If you're looking for Eddie, he's the one that is glowing. Because safety first.
The next morning, we were greeted with the lovely mist of the pond. I've seen it so many times, but it never gets old.
Lenny is pretty much always the breakfast maker when traveling with her. Because she is a professional. Look how cute she is in her farm apron.
There just isn't much in this world that is better than fresh farm eggs.
Even the syrup was happy about Lenny's delicious breakfast.
The men, with their full bellies, started doing man stuff. Actually, I just made that up. I have no idea what those two were doing here.
And the women started doing women stuff. Ok, I made that up too. No need to start calling me a sexist or anything, k? Look how cute they all are in their Easter hats!
Later, everyone did some practice target shooting. Lenny collected the shells.
My mama in one of her happy places - on a four wheeler, ready to do some more exploring!
The rest of us motley crew rode the mule this time. Mike was being camera shy and tried to avoid getting his picture taken. Don't worry, Mikey... there is still a picture of you somewhere! Muhaha!
Hi, Michelle!
My buddy, Cami, is the best farm dog around.
I think some conspiring was going on here...
And my mama2, Lenny, taking out one of the four-wheelers..
On Easter day, I snuck away from the Farm for a few hours to visit my dear friend, Rita, who was also spending Easter in Livingston. My gosh, it was so good catching up with her. I don't usually enjoy leaving the Farm when I'm there, but that day, I very much enjoyed my time away from it.
When I got back to my other people, it was time for my papa and I to get some good four-wheeling time in; the muddy kind. It's sort of become a tradition for us to get some father-daughter time in like this when we are at the Farm. It's my favorite. And there was a nice mud hole nearby that provided an excellent spot to get nice and dirty in. This was not that mud hole. It's just the creek. We stopped by after our muddy shenanigans.
Will someone please hose down those four-wheelers? And us?
Then it was bonfire time. Actually, I think was from the previous night and just ended up in the wrong spot on here. Whatever. Anyway, bonfires are one of my favorites. And there's Mike on the mule... don't worry though, Mikey, I still got a better picture of you later.. you can't avoid it forever!
How cute are my parents dancing by the fire, y'all? I mean seriously...
There were some jokes made about the little camping chair I was sitting in and how I could move up to a big kid's chair if I wanted. But I'm short. And I like my feet to touch the ground. So y'all just leave me alone, k? This red chair isn't the one I was sitting in, but it was also dubbed "Cassi's Chair" since it was apparently my size. Everyone's got jokes.
Diane!! It was also her birthday weekend and she finally decided to grace us with her presence after visiting some folks in Spicewood. Sorry you didn't get more photo time this trip, birthday girl! Come a little sooner, next time?!
Kayla made it in a picture too! She was traveling with Diane. They stayed for much longer than the rest of us did, but were only there for the tail end our short weekend there. Thus, not as many pictures. Sorry, guys. And Aby!! The kindest, most sweetest woman I know. The Farm is hers, but she makes it seem like it really belongs to all of us. She really should have made it in more pictures.
But look, Mike! I told you an actual picture of you existed!
This last picture is also out of order, as it occurred on the day we arrived. This was my first crawfish season not living in Houston where I had access to it whenever and wherever I wanted. And it was rough, because I LOVE crawfish. But my Aunt Karen and Uncle Rick, who live close by, stopped in for a visit and brought me some. Oh my gosh, I was so happy. It was the only time I got crawfish all season. Also, why I don't have pictures of them, I don't know. I'll try to up my game next visit. Anyway, it was a trip too short, but still so worth it. Thanks for the adventure, people!
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