"Guess what day it is..."

Well, it's happened. I lost track of my days. You'd think it'd be easy to know what day it is... I write the date on everything.  But I wrote the 25th all day. It is the 26th. I was keeping track of the 24th because I had a friend flying that day so I wanted to make sure I sent a prayer for em... and I just thought that happened yesterday.
It has been a busy day slowly ticking by.  Aren't busy days supposed to fly by?
Pit 6 is almost filled.  That will be the first pit I filled all on my own. Initially, I was nervous about the whole juggling and switching pit thing but so far no problem.  I don't really have much to report on... I still really like it here. I like that the Mr. In Charge works hard. That's always a sign of a good leader. If a leader will get out and help with the worst job, I can respect that leader. I think the worst job here is putting the tarps and tires on the silage mountain at two in the afternoon. This job is so terrible,  I hear tell, that people have quit over it.
I know what you're thinking now... "Mindy, do you help with the tarps and tires job?" My answer is no, I do not.  1. Because it is a boys only club.  2. The only help I have to offer with these puny muscles is comedic relief. 3. I have to maintain my post with the trucks because they don't stop for tarps and tires time.
But let it be known: I wouldn't quit if I was told that I had to go participate in tarps and tires. I might die trying but I'd never quit.
Anyway, the corn silage has to be covered and left to ferment for no less than 30 days. They like to let it go longer but 30 days is the minimum.  Once it is fermented it smells gross. I had to take dry matter samples of fermented corn silage and haylage yesterday.  Boy howdy! That stuff stank! And lured in a whole mess of flies.
I learned the 30 day thing because I had to give a tour of the whole operation to an old man who owns some of the corn fields. He had never done anything like it before and was full of questions. The only question I had to say "I don't know"  to was how long is in under the tarps. While I wasn't 100% sure on my other answers, I was a good bluffer. Not bad for a newbie.

Now I'm going to keep track of some of the sayings I hear around here... some of them I've never heard before and some of them tickle me pretty good... let's see what I can remember. 
"Couldn't find his way outta a brown paper bag."
"That frosted his banana."
"Whining like a buncha girls." This is funny to me because I am a girl... and all I can think is "Mindy! You'd better not ever whine. Ever."
"I don't really want to kick tires with him all day."
"Gonna have a come to Jesus talk."
"Jesus in a bottle." This one in particular had me just a laughing because there was a whole salesman schpeal on Jesus in a bottle... feet dead in the ground and with Jesus in a bottle no problem bring em right back. My remark on the whole act was well you bought the "Jesus in the bottle," right? If you don't think it is funny,  you just had to be here to appreciate it.
"Remember,  I wake up every morning and I know it all." That is the response given when I ask how do you know... for instance I was told that there was a haze a couple of days ago because there were sands of the Sahara blowing in the air. Now you should know I watch the news in the morning because farm people need to know the weather. The news said nothing of the Sahara.  When I asked how they knew that was my answer. Anyone else know of the Sahara haze?

That's all I can think of now but if I hear or remember anymore I'll be sure to make a note.