Mine & Brady's big adventure

We've had lots of spiders in the house lately. And there are these cool things called "hedge apples" that grow on trees at the barn that repel spiders. Lora offered to have Brady go out & get us some.

I was at the barn tonight because Ann made chili. Her & Stanley had to leave & she told me to make sure the boys got something to eat. They were behind the bins talking to the guys that are building the new bin. I waited for awhile & decided they were gonna need a nice shove to get them to come into the house to eat.

The pieces to the bin are finally here. This is just one of many piles of walls & vents laying around.Told ya they were talking...So Brady was going out on the 4 wheeler to get hedge apples & I was bored by the conversation the guys were having, so I said, "Hey, I'll go with you..." Big mistake...big!

We had to go through the edge of the field. Through pulp berries (which are purple & get on your jeans, uh, yeah-I had purple spots on my jeans when we were done...), through corn stalks, through branches hanging down & almost decapitating me. And Brady thought it was SO FUNNY to duck his head & let the branch hit me. Hil-a-rious... A-ha! Success! Hedge apples!

Please notice all the crap on my shirt...this was nothing to compared to what I looked like when we were done. I didn't take a pic of that!
For the record, I did NOT tell Brady to pose like this. This is his fathers & uncles influence. I just told him to hold up the hedge apples & smile at me.

One of their dogs, Callie, followed us deep into the field.

We got 30 hedge apples. They are heavy & gross & oooze stuff out of them. Not only did I have purple stains on my jeans, I had this yellowy, sticky substance on my shirt & arms. Uh, yea - it was gross...

Brady turned the 4 wheeler & wagon around before I got back on. That kid had me screaming & almost flipped us over. At first, I had my hands around his throat & told him if he scared me, I would squeeze. I was too busy hanging on for dear life to worry about choking him to death.

Weird - the guys were STILL talking when we got back from our hedge apple round up.

I got sick of waiting around - so I went into the house, warmed up their chili, told them I was sick of waiting on them & I had crap to do at home (like wash my pulp berry stained jeans) & that they would have to clean up their own dinner!