Can crazy=bliss, Oh yeah!!!

Wow!  Yesterday I got a comment that left me speechless, and let me tell you that is pert near impossible to do.  So, I have decided to use it as part of my post today.  It is funny, I know absolutely nothing about this person, when I showed this comment to Tom (who was floored as well) he asked me who it was, man or woman?  Do I know where he/she lives?  The answer to all of that is NO.  I looked at what I believe to be her profile and  could only gather that she may be female just from the blogs she reads.  But, you know what?  That doesn't really matter.  What matters is that this person really "gets me".  So, thank you ifhpueblo, from the bottom of my heart:

A Day In The Life Of The Mom At Royal Ranch.

The dog's on the school bus,
Bella's face is red,
while two roosters are in a fuss,
and two hungry screaming sheep could wake the dead,
chickens stacked up pyramid style,
Crash "ramming" his head for awhile,
but what makes this Royal Ranch Mom smile?
A precious lamb on my back.
In my crazy, busy life nothing strange do I lack.

I have read that poem about ten times by now and I still smile and tear up a bit each time.  Not only do I not lack any craziness in my life, but I feel blessed in general, which is why I blog.  It is important for me to share this crazy place with all of you, and the adventures we go through in life to keep these critters and kids and customers and family and... happy!  The best thing of all, is that I must be getting my point across!!!
Yesterday in my post, I had mentioned getting ready for our Spring Break guests at The Royal Roost, and had promised you all a picture.  Well, since we are talking about crazy adventures, the timing is perfect.  Our guests arrived right on time, surprisingly.  Tom had unexpectedly gotten the day off after driving the fifty miles to work because his shop had no power, and was still up plowing the road.  I knew that this was not a good sign for me.  I passed him coming down when I was on my way up and all he could do was wish me luck, again, not a good sign.

As soon as I turned the corner onto our private road I knew I was in for it!  The road looks like it is meant for a four wheeler.  And, of course we drive American made trucks, nice and wide.  Keep in mind, that my guests are behind me in their vehicle this whole time.  The day before it was funny, when I had my dog Gigi with me to laugh with, but when I have customers behind me, it's just downright nerve wracking!  So, I get pulled off  track a couple of times, back out, no biggy; but this is not the bad area.  We get to the gate, and my guests are not having a heart attack, so I give them a few instructions for the tricky part of the road, and start praying.
As I'm headed up the hill to the part of the road that Tom and I have dubbed "The Trough" I gulp down my nerves, and hit the gas!  Even after I hit a huge stump, I had to just keep on keepin' on.  Thankfully, the stump was old and exploded into a million pieces, flying over the hood of Tom's truck!  I got stuck again, backed up, and took off again; all the while hoping that I hadn't damaged Tom's beloved truck.  I was making a lot of progress, but had decided that since our guests were in an import which was much narrower, I would back down and hop in with them to take them up and check them in and just walk back down.  Well, that is when I got really stuck.  And, who do I see in my rear view mirror?  You guessed it... Tom!
I was absolutely mortified.  See, Tom brags to all of his buddies about what a "hard ass" I am when it comes to driving.  I can drive my "big rig" just about anywhere, and I can get our trucks up that cabin road just about anytime, but here he catches me stuck and just having obliterated a stump with customers behind me!  The worst part of it was, was that he was able to get the truck out and get past the place that I had been slowly making tracks through!  I told him I had just needed one more try!  Like loosening the lid on a jar for someone-ha! 
We got our guests to The Royal Roost, and thankfully they were laughing and calling it an adventure, they too, "got it"; they understand what a spectacular place this is.  They absolutely adored the cabin and were looking forward to holing up for a few days and enjoying their Spring Break.  Tom's truck was no worse for the wear, and as you can see, I got my pictures.  I did have to do quite a bit of hiking to get them though, because if you stop in "the trough", you can't even open your doors!  I've got happy guests, a happy husband, and of course I'm grinning ear to ear- the husband thinks it's his fault for getting off track in that area with the plow truck!  I'm still a bad ass!

Me again, after I posted this I checked my e-mail and got one from my oh so cute husband and I am pasting it here, now you know what I mean:

GOOD MORNING BABY,

THANKS FOR THE PIC'S-I'VE BEEN BRAGGING ABOUT YOU AND YOUR ADVENTUROS RUN UP TO THE CABIN WITH THE EXPLODING STUMP AND ALL-AND HOW YOU BLAZED THE TRAIL FOR THE TOYOTA---

LOVE YA,PITA