Cowboy beans day!I mean, Lindsey’s birthday 😏 I woke up to a heavy frost, in heavy frosty fog. It just looked frigid. Once again, I’m thankful for creature comforts, that I don’t have to carry in wood to have heat, or boil water over a fire to take a bath. I just would not make it in a pioneer life. I’m too lazy. Forget hunting for meat, it’s about too taxing to even go to the grocery store anymore. It’s not the trip, it’s the people you have to contend with, oblivious to the world around them. JA called and we discussed all the aspects of roping practice yesterday. It’s like most men with hunting, you don’t need to go and watch, you’re gonna relive it every step of the way the next day. He tried to talk me into coming over again today, they were gonna rope at noon. I once again reminded him I had plans to eat mountains of beans. “Oh, that’s right,” which is what he always says, whether I’ve told him of my plans or not. He wants to act like he listens, at least. “I mean, if you’d buy me a helicopter, I could be both places at nearly once.”“Well, the problem is, where you gonna land it here?”“We&#8217…