tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25403992217545354592024-03-12T22:36:46.128-07:00CountrygirlAbout the life of me, a country girl.Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.comBlogger337125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-23899882376588645702014-06-12T22:24:00.003-07:002014-06-12T22:24:54.213-07:00June 12th - My goodness has this year flown by!!!<br />
1) I must thank the good Lord for all the blessings He's given me! He is so good and faithful! <br />
2) Being Nonni to the most beautiful little one has been more wonderful than I could ever know! That sweet granddaughter has brought so much joy and love to our home.<br />
3) Beth Moore's Bible studies are one of my favorite teaching tools - we have a small group of ladies who meet on Fridays and the Lord surely works thru Beth. He reaches me thru her! <br />
4) Hawaii really is paradise! Think we could live there indefinitely. Swimming with 3 pods of wild dolphins was something I will remember for a LONG time. AMAZING beautiful creatures.<br />
5) Family and friends are so much more important than worldly things. Salvation is even more important!<br />
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DH had the shoulder surgery and I know he wondered if he'd ever get better - and he is! Thank the Lord. It was a long recovery, but he's good. <br />
Our family dynamics have completely changed with Miss JJ - she's such a sweet, good, happy baby. She only cries if she's hungry or really tired. I love, love, love being her Nonni! When those sweet little hands reach out to me - melts my heart! We just love our DIL too, she's quite a kid. She drives 3+ hours one way to take care of her gramma who has dementia and her parents who both have cancer. It takes someone special to do that - makes us love her even more. Good news is both her parents have finished with their chemo and the tumors are shrinking!!!<br />
DD had to go to Hawaii for an Ag Teacher's Association meeting - poor thing. No one from Arizona was going with her, not even her husband. He had prior commitments that he couldn't get out of (or he was afraid to fly over the big ocean), so her daddy and I volunteered - jokingly. But then as it got closer and no one was going - we really didn't want her there alone - so we decided to go and celebrated our 32 anniversary. It was great. We had a room high up in a large hotel but you'd never know it - we were on the corner and could leave our doors open all night for the ocean breezes. DH and I honestly relaxed and enjoyed it. We swam in the ocean every day, walked miles to see the sights, and then got to spend the evenings with DD. Wouldn't trade it for anything. We met some of the local people and made life long friends - they are wonderful, kind and giving people. We had decided the main things we wanted to do was see Pearl Harbor and DD wanted to swim with dolphins. DH and I were raised on ranches in parts of the country where water is scarce so we didn't think we'd snorkel - but God had other plans. The family running the boat fed us breakfast and lunch, showed us some beautiful scenery and then found 3 different pods of dolphins to swim with - 2 we went to, one came to us. Also turtles and the colorful fish were just beautiful. DH, who rode bulls and broke colts for most of his life faced his fear of water and went snorkeling too. I was so proud of him. On Easter morning we were out on the ocean far from shore, watched the sun come up and then got to admire His handiwork all around! Great time with our girl.<br />
DS was in a wedding in California last month so we volunteered to take them. We decided we have to spend any time we can with them, sacrifice our free days for it and it's so worth it. It's a long drive, but we made it and sweet Miss JJ got to see the ocean for the first time, she liked digging her toes into the sand but then a wave (bigger than her daddy realized) soaked her and she DID NOT like that - not that she'll remember it. DS looked so handsome and it great to see his high school friends.<br />
My job is good and we stay busy, except they want me to go full time and I do not want to. When I hired on I told them flexibility was major to me and they said okay. Now they want me there from 8 to 5, M - F. We are praying for God's will on this, God and my family always come first and foremost. I sure miss my school kids, and I miss teaching - I did a lot of tutoring but it's not the same. Several times I went out on their special days to help out. <br />
DH got a phone call last week about his best friend from high school - he had been shot and killed - by another friend. He'd been drinking, which led to fighting, which led to his death. It's a horrible mess. It saddens him that his friend never grew up - wanted to be 16 forever and be the old western movie cowboy. We are heading out soon to be with his family and friends. <br />
I pray the Lord gives you each what you need to get thru the day and some extra wants too. He's so good and faithful - He amazes me with His love. I've added some pictures from the past 6 months - bad, bad blogger, I know.<br />
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<br />Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-61580607016899031782013-12-03T16:21:00.001-08:002013-12-03T17:48:55.904-08:00I will enter His gates with thanksgiving in my heart, I will enter His courts with praise.....How can 8 pounds bring such immense joy to so many lives? Only the Lord knows the answer to that question. He brought to us a beautiful, healthy granddaughter in November and forever changer our lives. Nonni and Poppy are thrilled, humbled, and smitten beyond our wildest dreams!!!! <br />
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The kids lived in a 5th wheel camper moving from drill site to drill site, I wondered how a baby would change all that. Praying for lots of things, I prayed for God to provide something stable for them. In October they were moved to a new site - DS worked one day, and had 6 days off, worked 4 days and was off indefinitely. He camped at the office until they gave him another drill site - but it was temporary too. He is a hard worked, he likes to work hard, but he also wanted stability for his family. <br />
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As the baby got closer to delivery, DDIL stayed with her folks and DS stayed in a hotel. On days off he cut wood for us and her folks. One day while passing the ranch he worked summers on thru high school - the manager flagged him down. He had bought his own ranch, over the mountain. He was going to still work on this one - but wondered did DS want to run the other ranch? What a blessing! He knew it was a huge pay cut, but this was his first dream for jobs. And for this man to choose DS to run his personal ranch - made him feel very good. They crunched some numbers, and decided if they were smart, they could do it. The day the baby would be born, he'd turn in his 2 week notice. <br />
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We started moving them out to their new place. What a beautiful ranch. It's between two mountain ranges. They are miles from anyone, no TV service, no phone service, 57 miles of dirt roads one way and 20 the other way. When the snow flies they will have to go quite a long way around to get in and out. Poppy signed them up with the air ambulance the day they took the job.<br />
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Little Miss was born - healthy and happy. Look how beautiful her momma looks right after having her, and look at her looking at Nonni at 2 hours old! <br />
She's a wonderfully happy baby. She only cries if she's hungry. She's a super good baby, spoiling her folks. Nonni loves to sing and rock her. She was born with long hair - blondish, brownish with a tint of red! Her name is Joshi!<br />
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Her bedroom in the new place is all fixed up, going from a 5th wheel to a huge house has been a challenge - they don't even know where to start. They're getting it fixed up nice. DS has been getting lots of riding in too. DDIL can start helping him in 2 weeks, we told her we'd teach her how to rope - he's had a lot of sick calves. Cold weather, snow, hot weather. He has 3 young horses, plus he'll be taking my 4 year old. </div>
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Hope and pray ya'll had a blessed Thanksgiving. DDIL's folks are both fighting cancer - they just found her momma's in the last month. This last year of saying goodbye to so many people, having family and friends fighting sickness, cancer, etc, we have come to realize just how incredible our God is. This life is not nearly as important as we think it is. What is important? Jesus. If you know Him, how you live for Him. How you tell others about Him. What you do to help the orphans, widows, less fortunate. Four friends and I are doing Beth Moore's Bible study 'Daniel' - I would highly recommend it to anyone who truly wants to see this world as it really is and seek God. It's touched me so deeply. </div>
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So DH picked the gentleman up, dusted him off, cleaned him, and took him to supper. By the time he got home his hand had started to ache a little. When he told DS and I the story - we thought he was teasing us. No way, we couldn't believe it. <br />
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His hand continued to hurt, and it started moving up his arm - continuing to his bicep and shoulder. In late August - he finally had to have it repaired. The X-ray showed the bicep was messed up, a bone spur, rotator cuff completely torn, clavicle tendons torn off, bicep tendons torn off, and something else. DH knew he'd have physical therapy so he chose a local doctor. I didn't discourage him, but wanted to go to a specialist out of town. His surgery was several hours - the doctors came and got me to look at it. Both said it was the worst they'd ever seen. He had 4 bone spurs, his bicep looked like feathers - it was so torn up and shredded. They'd patched him all up and felt pretty good about his recovery - if - IF - he would take care of it. I prayed continuously for him, over him - but never felt that peace God normally gives me.<br />
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We came home, two days out and he was doing well. That night he started getting a fever and nauseous. I was told if it goes over 101 to call the doctor. I called - it was Labor Day weekend, the answering service - didn't answer. No answering machine either. I called the hospital, the med surg doctor advised me, if it went over 102, and he kept vomiting - come in. At 2:30AM we went in. <br />
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ER freaked out when his oxygen sats were 79 and admitted him right away. He was holding his breath so he wouldn't vomit - but they didn't listen. Four hours later he was on med/surg floor - the iv in his arm had blown and was burning - 3 times he told the nurse. Finally she saw that his arm was doubling in size, and turned the drip off - but didn't fix his iv. About an hour later she did, when he started vomiting every minute. One heart tech came in the first night putting the electrodes on - she started pushing on his shoulder. I said he'd just had surgery on that shoulder, he was groaning - she kept pushing on it - it's for a heart monitor so shouldn't be up there anyway - I said a little louder that he'd just had surgery. She didn't listen - he was groaning louder now, so I stepped over to her, and took her dainty, prissy, soft, pudgy manicured hand in my rough, unmanicured, calloused hand and dropped it away from the bed. Calmly telling her, Ma'am you will not touch him again! He just had surgery on that shoulder! She did not come back to his room. After that I did not leave him alone at any time, when I went home to feed the horses and dogs - I called Pastor or our youth pastor to come sit with him. Didn't trust him with them! The nurses and CNA's were excellent but they follow written orders.<br />
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He was diagnosed with pneumonia - which we were pretty sure he didn't have. He has lung damage from getting dust pneumonia in Texas. And he is a shallow breather, when walking his O2 tank was empty - they never checked it, I never told them - and his sats were fine. I would turn his O2 way down when they'd leave the room. They had him on 4.5 L plus they were flooding him with IV's. About the 3rd day, he told the dr the nebulizer was what was making him sick - sure enough - when he quit using it, the sickness went away. His fever was never over 99.5 but they treated him like he had a high fever. He gained 19 pounds in IV fluid. He didn't eat over 4 bites the whole time in there. He was getting 3 different antibiotics, one right after the other every 5 hours. When we asked why - no one could tell us. I had everyone I knew praying for him. For the first time in my life, I was not anywhere near being at peace with what was going on. Feeling like he was getting worse instead of better - I really had no idea what God wanted me to do.<br />
He told me on the 5th day, if we don't get out of here - I think they might kill me. I agreed. We decided that if they didn't release him, we'd walk out and go to Salt Lake City. The dr didn't want to let him go, but needed beds so agreed. He was given an antibiotic that had all kinds of warnings on it. He took two of them, and started hurting so bad - I told him to start researching the drug. It's not a good drug, it's used for MRSA and hard to kill bugs. It also has severe side effects. He stopped taking it. <br />
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I started using Oil of Oregano and coconut oil. In Britain, oil of oregano is used for MRSA and it's gone in 3 days. He took detox baths and I soaked his feet nightly. His legs had swelled up to 3 times normal size. They looked like square logs - same size at the top as the bottom. We went drastic - no white anything - only water, lots of it. Only natural foods, nothing processed. In 32 hours, he'd lost 17 pounds and half of the swelling in his legs was gone. He lost all the weight in 3 days, but it took weeks for the puffy air swelling to leave. <br />
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God, and He alone healed DH - had we not listened to Him and left, I don't know if DH would have lived. We know he had an infection of some kind - he did not have pneumonia. It was all so weird - when I asked one nurse what med she was giving him - she said I'm not allowed to tell you. WARNING! It was like God just put every nerve in my body on edge after that, I didn't sleep for 7 days. God gave me the strength to get thru it and He touched DH's body, mind and soul and healed them too. It's been a long, slow recovery - but he's doing really good. He needs to learn that being better does not mean that he is 100%, because if he overdoes it - he pays for it. :-)<br />
We hopefully WILL NOT have any more surgeries with this doctor who doesn't return our calls, and goes away for the weekend holiday without having someone to cover his patients. We WILL NOT have any procedures done at this hospital if we can help it. But from this point on, if I don't have a peace - I will voice it, I will listen.<br />
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<br />Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-88762066675495792482013-08-23T19:52:00.000-07:002013-08-23T19:57:20.459-07:00God's perfect timing...Almost September...my goodness! I have been tutoring all summer. High schoolers having trouble passing state tests. Also my little school doesn't have enough kiddoes for 2 teachers, so I won't be returning - 7 students just isnt enough. Just as I was looking forward to home time - a construction company called. Did I want to work part time? After prayerfully considering it, I am their new part-time 'girl Friday?', doing a little of everything. <br />
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My folks live near Sun Valley, Idaho. They've been wanting to move out of the mountains for several years now, even before the housing market dropped. They'd list their place with a realtor - nothing. About a month ago, Dad was making duck collars for a realtor, it was a rush order for a gift. Dad got them done, called the gentleman - who was tickled they were finished. He said, if there's ever anything I can do for you, Jim, let me know. Dad asked if houses were moving in their area. The man said, yes it's pretty hot there. He sat Dad up with a partner - this was on Tuesday and their home sold on Sunday! God's perfect timing!<br />
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DH and I met them that Saturday to look at places. Sunday they made an offer on one, right close to Mom's sister and 20 minutes from my sister. It has a shop Dad can use for his saddle making. The next weekend DH and I tore down Dad's saddle shop, loading everything into his enclosed trailer - waiting for the new place. <br />
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The following week I spent going through 54 years of their life, getting stuff ready for their first ever garage sale and hopefully last ever move! So much stuff! Dad found my old horse show trophies - I thought they'd all been donated back to 4-H to reuse, it was kinda fun to see them. Mom couldn't do much, she fell trying to sort stuff in the garage - so I'd take it in and ask her. We filled 3 dumpsters, had a great garage sale, and took 2 loads to the thrift store. DH came back up and helped with it. <br />
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This last weekend we loaded them up and moved them to their new place. We had it all unloaded and half of it unpacked and put up before time to go home Wednesday. I felt bad, Dad didn't get his shop set up - that was my goal. When we were moving he said sadly, I haven't had leather in my hand for 23 days. <br />
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Mom is dizzy all the time and has been falling a lot. She was diagnosed with 'dying inner ear', then possible dementia - frontal lobe. We had a hard time with this because her symptons don't add up. Because of her falling, Home Health came in - 3 separate ladies, an occupational therapist, a physical therapist, and a nurse. After each one met separately with Mom 3 times - they met with each other and then my parents. They told Dad & Mom that they think her eyes are bad, working against each other. That she is over medicated, misdiagnosed, and having TIA's (mini strokes). Mom has said the whole time her eyes are messed up, for instance - she will get her tea and open a creamer pouring it to the left of her glass - missing it completely. The nurse worked for a specialist who could help Mom, but because she is able to help herself Medicare denies it. She will see a neuro-opthlamolgist next week, and then she needs Extensive rehab. If they had sold their home sooner, would they have had 3 people who knew exactly what she has? Again Gods perfect timing! <br />
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Our summer has been one of going up and down the road, but we're so grateful that God has answered some questions and prayers in His way and His time. It's been a great witness to Mom and Dad. Dad asked us to be the first ones in their new home to ask God's blessings on it. We are praying for help for Mom and guidance. It's difficult to see the brilliant, beautiful lady struggle, but we know that Jesus is in control no matter what is happening. <br />
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And so, another reason our lives are going so fast! Plus....here's more great news! We have a grandbaby on the way!!! So excited!<br />
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one extremely gorgeous & nervous groom <br />
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4 handsome young men dressed in black<br />
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3 beautiful ladies in blue and cowboy boots<br />
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one dad giving away his (peek a boo) baby girl -<br />
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one touching poem from the JP to the couple <br />
one beautiful, (tall) bride and groom<br />
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one kiss to start one lifetime of happiness for this new Mr. & Mrs.<br />
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Two separate lives became one! We now have another beautiful, blue-eyed blonde daughter to call our own. This wedding these two 'kids' planned, made all decorations, hauled hay, and did all the work for was simple and country and absolutely wonderful!!! Friends and family showed up from around the country - showering them with support, prayers, love and gifts! One of my favorite parts - I asked DH's brother, who flew in from Texas, to pray with the groom's party before the ceremony. They went behind the round bales, joined hands and prayed - not a dry eye in the bunch - including my dad and anyone else who happened to be back there. DBIL is the one who lost his wife in January - and so he understands just how precious life and love are!</div>
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She's a trooper. They are living in a 5th wheel - in the middle of nowhere (seriously - it's not a good place), where he is drilling, and she's as happy as can be. She has her sewing machine, Mia - a little stray dog I found in January starving and nearly frozen on the road - who has become quite a little companion, and craft stuff. She makes lunch and hauls it out to the mine site for DS's whole crew - they all love her! I love to see him smile when he looks at her, and see her smile when she looks at him! </div>
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I pray that God gives them just enough - and that they learn to cling to each other, just as his dad and I did. We were 1800 miles from my folks and 400 from his family - we only had the Lord and each other! Which is a very, very good thing!</div>
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<br />Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-62330704219396417842013-06-25T14:17:00.000-07:002013-06-25T14:17:05.405-07:00The light went on as his spirit went past...Our lives have been on a roller coaster ride since January....here's just one of the reasons...<br />
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Late Friday night DH's brother called, their dad (stepdad) was driving himself to the VA - he wasn't feeling well. He worked for Meals on Wheels and earlier he'd fallen off a porch - they thought he had internal bleeding.<br />
Saturday, the VA sent Papa to a private hospital - the doctor who normally would operate to stop internal bleeding was gone. At the new hospital, the X-rays didn't look much like blood - so they did a biopsy, the doctor said it looked more like a mass. The biopsy results probably wouldn't be in until Monday or Tuesday.<br />
DH asked his brother, do we need to come? Oh no, they said everything is good. DH talks to his dad on the phone and he sounds pretty good. He doesn't like being in the hospital.<br />
Monday, no results from the biopsies.<br />
Tuesday - it is definately cancer. The private hospital is sending him back to the VA. We are trying to get airlines tickets, time off, and/drive home. DH is on call so he's got to find someone to take it for him. We can't get anything to work out with the airlines. We decide to rent a car and drive - there are no cars here. <br />
Wednesday - the cancer is a rare, very aggressive, painful, fast growing LMS. It attacks the soft tissue. It started in his back, moved to his groin, kidneys, lungs and now abdomen No cure, no treatment. Papa takes it all in stride. DH and he have a good, long talk. He says, "...well, the diagnosis isn't as good as it could be...but I guess I'm ready to meet my Lord...". They keep talking. He never complains about it. He does want to be back at work. He's almost 71, has been a widow for 15 years, and loves Jesus.<br />
Thursday - the VA is making arrangements for him to go back home, but he can't go to his home - he has to have 24/7 professional help. He will go the rehab/nursing home there. They ask DH's brother to get his paperwork etc. The nursing home calls as soon as they know (because of the 30 years Papa worked with the senior center) and said he had a place waiting - no paperwork was needed. That is unheard of these days. They would be there first thing in the morning to pick him up. We have a flight lined up, are on a waiting list. About 2 hours later it gets canceled, this is right after the Bosten bombing. DH talks with Papa, tells him he loves him and thanks him for being his dad - it was a good talk.<br />
Friday - the VA calls. Papa's kidney's have shut down 50%, he will not make the 55 mile trip home. His new prognosis is 2 days to 2 weeks. He will stay in the VA. We finally have flights but not until Saturday early am. We are leaving here Friday night to stay in SLC. <br />
Saturday - DH's brother is a Vet, he can stay at the VA - and so he is there when a nurse calls. Papa is very restless. Papa asks him to come up. They read together and talk, Papa is uncomfortable now. You can see the tumor growing. It's putting pressure on his lungs. He says he wants to just listen to the Bible. They're reading Psalms. As BIL reads, no other lights are on, Psalms 33:1-3, Papa takes his last breath - a motion light in the room came on - no one else is in the room. We know it was Papa's spirit leaving this world and going Home! <br />
We thank the Lord that he did not suffer very long, that he is now with Jesus! <br />
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Up until 4 days ago he didn't even know he had cancer, he didn't feel great - but he just kept working. He would have worked anyway. It was a very humbling experience for us. Papa was a good man, but just an ordinary man. Yet he touched many people. He rarely, if ever, fixed his own meals. He was a regular at Subway. This older man and a group of young adults became great friends, he witnessed to them in the way we are supposed too - not just in words but in deeds! He put his words into actions! <br />
Also we never saw the man at the senior center who made sure everyone's tea glass was full, or their chairs were pushed in. He was the last one to eat, the last one to leave, and the first one to help. At their church he was always the first one there, he opened the doors, started the coffee, he helped them into the sanctuary, he helped them out. If each one of us lived our lives like he did, if we all touched as many people as he did, I think the world would be a better place. <br />
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Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya'<br />
CountrygirlCountrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-91099083178920529772013-04-16T19:53:00.001-07:002013-04-16T19:53:15.459-07:0031 years!Tonight my beloved and I celebrated 31 years by going to the most wonderful Basque restaurant for crab and lobster! Oh my goodness, I thought their lobster was heavenly but after trying the crab - what a toss up!<br />
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God has truly blessed my life with a man I love, who is my best friend on this earth! He is my soul mate, and I am humbled at how he loves me; and how He loves us!<br />
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God bless!<br />
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<br />Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-18098592769170077142013-03-25T18:49:00.000-07:002013-03-25T18:53:46.913-07:00Easter week Happy Resurrection week!
Yesterday, on Palm Sunday, we went to church - then left early to go watch two little guys get baptized at their church! They gave their hearts to Jesus awhile back. Not only are they two of our students during the school year, their family is very close to ours (his daddy was best friends with my Joshy) - and the oldest boy is named after my Joshua! To know that they are saved is amazing, going to be with Jesus for eternity - and that one day he will get to meet his namesake - just the icing on the cake!! Jesus is Lord!
- Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-56971902094951153932013-03-17T21:34:00.001-07:002013-03-17T21:40:12.989-07:00Treasures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp0SaShFWMVdjUUYJZfLJPgbu5VLCI_l7mpNkHlasstweP8Ljg1xDQ2hKkQfIpajTbW_V-UOhP40c7-aLER8b_xEmHBegyQiEEOwHnCJlVeH2SkzI8J2Z4eB3pTiiUxLZLjoEaeGssEfo/s1600/IMG_7810.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp0SaShFWMVdjUUYJZfLJPgbu5VLCI_l7mpNkHlasstweP8Ljg1xDQ2hKkQfIpajTbW_V-UOhP40c7-aLER8b_xEmHBegyQiEEOwHnCJlVeH2SkzI8J2Z4eB3pTiiUxLZLjoEaeGssEfo/s320/IMG_7810.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSg0gbSc7tBaxJaElDOWzhCXbL8lciN0oKCVB9HgN6VazKnawxa666dhofcIhTwVbAgvedvNEglK_V7TSFsvSO13OU0ixPixokYOQuGgC76L1nPwfO7XLAIqvAzMa0m39PLciumc-TBr8/s1600/IMG_7806.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSg0gbSc7tBaxJaElDOWzhCXbL8lciN0oKCVB9HgN6VazKnawxa666dhofcIhTwVbAgvedvNEglK_V7TSFsvSO13OU0ixPixokYOQuGgC76L1nPwfO7XLAIqvAzMa0m39PLciumc-TBr8/s320/IMG_7806.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcf6_OqRCDbknVAeQNMrj4NVycO05oiU-xgjAkc7_kH4Nhha3FYzpYzVrK4j8y_RoxEOj_XXhX11VD8nXYA4BpFZIHF9YQAuzX_EfKKZcdLAD1KRK4xrwv-0Eaah1H2CHhP5OvUiSjcKs/s1600/IMG_7808.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcf6_OqRCDbknVAeQNMrj4NVycO05oiU-xgjAkc7_kH4Nhha3FYzpYzVrK4j8y_RoxEOj_XXhX11VD8nXYA4BpFZIHF9YQAuzX_EfKKZcdLAD1KRK4xrwv-0Eaah1H2CHhP5OvUiSjcKs/s320/IMG_7808.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZXdzsuSTdxtHKjv9bvp9_HvgSot58cS56REuyxQ3E7dRmdlOoG2uQeGNZpgifkEzjTJg8wdOYdQxtiXu971v-ijo_7fqiF-KPR1ZFcVMJX8ts0ndZZk9gqW9rcRrg6ntkavySYemwcCw/s1600/IMG_7748.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZXdzsuSTdxtHKjv9bvp9_HvgSot58cS56REuyxQ3E7dRmdlOoG2uQeGNZpgifkEzjTJg8wdOYdQxtiXu971v-ijo_7fqiF-KPR1ZFcVMJX8ts0ndZZk9gqW9rcRrg6ntkavySYemwcCw/s320/IMG_7748.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzkbKzpjaP6IuVy-h1BlnTomJt9nQfABhYeYoMfO4LSdaGU-Lta0bURXbjUlm3keSjrJ6zzAUQ4NC-ce3ldbZCrZ0njS4W02H2GuJ0po2n8DW8IH88_HQeZ_TDS2nFHzJxI09WQoxrxu8/s1600/IMG_7769.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzkbKzpjaP6IuVy-h1BlnTomJt9nQfABhYeYoMfO4LSdaGU-Lta0bURXbjUlm3keSjrJ6zzAUQ4NC-ce3ldbZCrZ0njS4W02H2GuJ0po2n8DW8IH88_HQeZ_TDS2nFHzJxI09WQoxrxu8/s320/IMG_7769.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijsTSuBUHI39NOsyNTk0eBs8McPvPIkhLRVWp9RCggDQ7qmP0fcbjOGbU6Hu4j-Xivp2zvkElAw_Wet1mYICwWdF4jOagqtquqfDtb6zBINgwa1xOBoWtwwXGHAePG6xyv89p9J1vwP0k/s1600/IMG_7744.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijsTSuBUHI39NOsyNTk0eBs8McPvPIkhLRVWp9RCggDQ7qmP0fcbjOGbU6Hu4j-Xivp2zvkElAw_Wet1mYICwWdF4jOagqtquqfDtb6zBINgwa1xOBoWtwwXGHAePG6xyv89p9J1vwP0k/s320/IMG_7744.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIxQuxYweu310x3JuhazHC72RGMvSYgu-YaZzb7DAZYVARLRIMcLeJHKQZXfSJGG0vELVzjMoUGFeD-PKBZmBtOm4L8YDC5RJK7UuFVvAAtfsQdwpeid3xKEOOhEawQnXqbu6BNoiA-Ic/s1600/IMG_7745.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIxQuxYweu310x3JuhazHC72RGMvSYgu-YaZzb7DAZYVARLRIMcLeJHKQZXfSJGG0vELVzjMoUGFeD-PKBZmBtOm4L8YDC5RJK7UuFVvAAtfsQdwpeid3xKEOOhEawQnXqbu6BNoiA-Ic/s320/IMG_7745.JPG" /></a>
DH and I made a flying trip to Vegas for the antiques. The lady selling the rockers (been looking for them for years) held them since December. Aren't they great? Plus the sideboard was an added bonus.
The little table and table top are some of my sister and her hubby's creations. We love our tables. I got the sleigh bells from my daddy for Christmas - just exactly what I wanted.
I painted the kitchen - chestnut - or as close as I could get to it.
Praise God my back is SO much better. DS got a full release to go back to work too. We are on the mend, here.
The snow melted away this week, I can see my yard. We may get rain/snow this week and we will take all we get - even though we've had a good year -we are still way low on the moisture level.
I hope ya'll have a blessed week.
Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya',
Countrygirl
Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-26429297900145471442013-03-07T19:08:00.000-08:002013-03-07T19:08:17.699-08:00iMac questions?HI. We got our new iMac and need help customizing this blog with my own pictures... Any suggestions?
More snow in the forecast, we've had some nice days in-between. I can see 1/8 of my yard, and green grass is ready to come out! DH and DS just pulled in and I can see the flakes - big, huge flakes
falling in their headlights.
Week 2 back at work. My back is SO much better. Going upstairs and twisting the wrong way are still no-no's but otherwise I'm good. Thank you Lord.
DS goes in next Tuesday to see if he's released for work. He is seriously going stir crazy, has a big ol' boot on(I guess if I was 6'4" and wore a 12 shoe - I'd have a big boot too!).
DD was in Washington, DC fighting for agriculture with our politicians - she said it was a productive trip. Hope so - after all, if you watched the SuperBowl you now know that "...and on the 8th day God created the farmer...". I was in that Nat'l FFA convention audience when Mr. Paul Harvey gave that speech - loved it that, love it now!
We are headed to Las Vegas this weekend to pick up some antiques a lady has been holding for me. Two Paul Bunyon rocking chairs, a sideboard buffet, and a secretary's desk! Excited - I hope they are what was advertised. We may hit some garage sales, too.
I hope all is well with your neck of the woods, and that God gives you what you need to get thru the day!
Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya'!
CountrygirlCountrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-69282056888829682702013-02-21T18:07:00.001-08:002013-02-21T18:08:52.656-08:00Midwinter update...Snows have been falling here, we are thankful for each and every drop and/or flake - 6" in he last one, 21" before that, and 14" before that one.
We said an earthly goodbye to our sweet sister in law, and know that she is rejoicing with Jesus. The Lord let us see her one more time, be with her family as she quietly went into Eternity, and had almost all of DH's family together at that Lubbock hospital to support my dear brother in law and her family.
During that good/hard time we got to see our wonderful lifelong friends - Ranchwife and her DH! We love these folks, and God knew we needed to see them. So laugh we did.
Cowboy Poetry came and went here. DH and I went to a Don Edwards show - love to hear him sing. Just makes me want to two step! We had a home cooked dinner here at the house for several artists and friends - lots of laughs.
Valentines Day slid in with the snow. DH and I aren't supposed to but gifts but we both did this year. I found a kitchen floor mat at you could personalize - I got it. He got me long stem roses, "...because I never gave you long stems before!" And somehow we got chocolate covered strawberries in the deal! He is a keeper! Love my Texan!
DS broke his foot and tore tendons jumping down. He has been off a week and a half and is going stir crazy! Hopefully he will get a brace next Tuesday along will a release - and he can go back to work. But God is so good...
Last Sunday I was taking food to my car for a youth fundraiser at church and fell hard on my back. Carrying a crockpot full of posole - but didn't spill a drop. But I did a number on my back. I've fought with it the last few years, and this seems to be the last straw. X-rays showed damage, so now an MRI and then see a spinal specialist/surgeon. DH is in New Orleans, DS drove me to the dr, has been doing all the feeding. He's a good son.
Been laying around on mandatory bed rest, catching up on Downton Abbey - love this show too! Bible reading, doing a "get the toxins out of your life", thru U version Bible - it's a good, thought provoking one.
Our computer has passed on and we are awaiting our new Mac. Any suggestions? We like the iPad, but haven't had a Mac before.
Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a liken' ya',
CountrygirlCountrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-49658634007800426202013-01-05T11:37:00.001-08:002013-01-05T11:38:37.370-08:00Happy New Year! (brrr...)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiArd0w8o88RHgr4awGfU5Hb9Ikbo5wqcEzASnx12ALXTWcVO-vy4rDceLK77Ayr2xKr_SUCxV39eZ2KWLXUjIFaOISxgcHe6h2eWppB_I78me86cMrwMvwu5FA3xHx-FpfE4E1ts-1w6E/s1600/IMG_7669.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiArd0w8o88RHgr4awGfU5Hb9Ikbo5wqcEzASnx12ALXTWcVO-vy4rDceLK77Ayr2xKr_SUCxV39eZ2KWLXUjIFaOISxgcHe6h2eWppB_I78me86cMrwMvwu5FA3xHx-FpfE4E1ts-1w6E/s400/IMG_7669.JPG" /></a> Can you see Billy Boy in this picture? I was playing with my camera. <br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2E9kKupzLlCGEaNe1SZ4aQKtO9nokFGvAJ2Lt1zGjyPjBn-26_5sVS6fvz4Vk7XJ9f2P10DBuHwUcpEJFjEEGMBSP-VQFJOvMzvMxmaNuSEm7qClpAMlfF8_AQjzfSUbpbrJZ85JJD5c/s1600/IMG_7649.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2E9kKupzLlCGEaNe1SZ4aQKtO9nokFGvAJ2Lt1zGjyPjBn-26_5sVS6fvz4Vk7XJ9f2P10DBuHwUcpEJFjEEGMBSP-VQFJOvMzvMxmaNuSEm7qClpAMlfF8_AQjzfSUbpbrJZ85JJD5c/s400/IMG_7649.JPG" /></a> Cleaning the front deck - again. This time I stayed inside and took pictures. We got over 24+ inches in the 3 storms - woohoo!<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCOeA1IGlUEK1JhxbMSt7zLiyStnqUHCVoH0zizIy7Fl5t0xP6jSbJgiGPOm9elGZ22wCFwyArOQGvxAgPjYFtLzOIEwziOA-M2Fg9-kozBtW1SJO41aU_Koh1aCsz_IR87BJ8DKrycUQ/s1600/IMG_7700.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCOeA1IGlUEK1JhxbMSt7zLiyStnqUHCVoH0zizIy7Fl5t0xP6jSbJgiGPOm9elGZ22wCFwyArOQGvxAgPjYFtLzOIEwziOA-M2Fg9-kozBtW1SJO41aU_Koh1aCsz_IR87BJ8DKrycUQ/s400/IMG_7700.JPG" /></a> Trying to get a picture of the beautiful moon - DH and I got to have a night away. It was quiet and relaxing!<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy6ZdCPqBm9iO5OFtJqo8MuFnwS_Mn8AfPfFlCDCveRTZ3uG47yp-G_d2EiVlIrzaZNV-ivhgmaUPVoQPUpCKSk1QYOHIrGheCiwN4as1MkmHhz5gT467Q63AP1yomb5humbyg6ZQ-5AY/s1600/IMG_7722.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy6ZdCPqBm9iO5OFtJqo8MuFnwS_Mn8AfPfFlCDCveRTZ3uG47yp-G_d2EiVlIrzaZNV-ivhgmaUPVoQPUpCKSk1QYOHIrGheCiwN4as1MkmHhz5gT467Q63AP1yomb5humbyg6ZQ-5AY/s400/IMG_7722.JPG" /></a> Yeppers - that's our front yard.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh140GvTP43f__hMbF6ZGnWMiuQvX3F756BqcWPtxh_5aInq8cBY9p14i6uLGo5m9HG9O4-U0ibM_4kX1pRBpC0k-shaBKr1vyZ7E7CvgevwYURuvfGQPDcXAA8z-LrvsMRYyLKid99ZJc/s1600/IMG_7732.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh140GvTP43f__hMbF6ZGnWMiuQvX3F756BqcWPtxh_5aInq8cBY9p14i6uLGo5m9HG9O4-U0ibM_4kX1pRBpC0k-shaBKr1vyZ7E7CvgevwYURuvfGQPDcXAA8z-LrvsMRYyLKid99ZJc/s400/IMG_7732.JPG" /></a>The path to the hay - it's settling some, but the snow is still pretty deep. We've had below 0 weather for several days, -22 was our coldest night - brrr. We are supposed to get above freezing Monday. I am concerned about Miss Liza - our old mare - she won't stay in the barn, but we put hay out and she'll lay in it. Eli J loves the snow - goofy horse. :-) On a sad note, one homeless lady in town died of exposure - so sad. They tried to get her to come to the shelter - but she refused. Another disabled man fell walking home after work on New Year's Eve and they didn't find him until the next day! May God bless the needy and hurting in our country. <br />
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My New Year's resolution - to be more about His business in <span style="background-color: magenta;">every</span> aspect of my life. I think if I do that - everything else will take care of itself<div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-18246262169259608422012-12-23T08:46:00.001-08:002012-12-23T08:47:53.271-08:00Merry CHRISTmas!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq-wMG7Y60WWRIzBLN7Hxlac3VFwmAPnKdZg7yVK1X-Z5MoSsTf0j3S_Dt5KekhR1jI-892cuWJFTP5LIJrJau4VatTmuW4VVZL2FzzGyaJ1L5ln14971cSr2ZcME8uAjsxT7YoOQbYd4/s1600/IMG_7619.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq-wMG7Y60WWRIzBLN7Hxlac3VFwmAPnKdZg7yVK1X-Z5MoSsTf0j3S_Dt5KekhR1jI-892cuWJFTP5LIJrJau4VatTmuW4VVZL2FzzGyaJ1L5ln14971cSr2ZcME8uAjsxT7YoOQbYd4/s400/IMG_7619.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a> Special kindnesses come out this time of year. DS came home from a long days work to find a good friend of the family had a surprize for him. This gun! He was totally shocked - and then the friend, who has a safe full of nice, one of a kind guns, told DS - they were all his! <br />
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This little guy, Spinach (closest to camera), came to play with Pistol! What a cute little pup!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOMGkJQpq6MRVot4dDdymZULTmGLBA430JfK9VxV78un5ALorj-oUBh5PzFC9lQWyEcn8eGUgq14HuS8c5sDybf9Gquc37DqWEgHI-OBf9j9b6_YlU9zQQAGCQtKJ1tZIxNwETzYmmPxY/s1600/LadiesTea.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOMGkJQpq6MRVot4dDdymZULTmGLBA430JfK9VxV78un5ALorj-oUBh5PzFC9lQWyEcn8eGUgq14HuS8c5sDybf9Gquc37DqWEgHI-OBf9j9b6_YlU9zQQAGCQtKJ1tZIxNwETzYmmPxY/s400/LadiesTea.jpg" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a><br />
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Two of my very good friends at our church's Ladies' Tea! We had a blessed time.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPbYK7OxR0NgUXKSp_Cy3u4VIAYq10ZOagDWXHvcOBZFdRuyq37T7pC0AvRDV5OVJkQQmovLi8aUIgjHt-mxPapJBtP8_r-23i8Api_9vfQCnd-dEHfk7cR2ZpkQm54RHH87tkHg5mLrM/s1600/IMG_7627.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPbYK7OxR0NgUXKSp_Cy3u4VIAYq10ZOagDWXHvcOBZFdRuyq37T7pC0AvRDV5OVJkQQmovLi8aUIgjHt-mxPapJBtP8_r-23i8Api_9vfQCnd-dEHfk7cR2ZpkQm54RHH87tkHg5mLrM/s400/IMG_7627.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a><br />
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DH has been pretty sick, DS has been working long hours, and I have been going too many directions - so I put up the 8 foot tree this year. It is not big enough for all our ornaments, so I pick and choose which ones to put on. It doesn't take a quarter of my living room up which makes more space for quests. Christmas is here this year - should have between 20 and 30 folks coming! I love having a house full of people to cook for!<br />
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God blessed our dry land with a good storm yesterday, we have 2 more on the way. As you can see, we got several inches. Thank You Lord for answering our prayers. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQKWlOmNVW5cTHYLlal8oXocX-n17INW9mXuhXojYVp1-wq6ZlVoU4m4stkk6LBo1DfaAJr5B-ECF4tFh6Aq2Y-VXfHvUK0fyFyA48naopmpGSeQVqMCupOAffzAciAE6Y9moyzFgrxO8/s1600/IMG_7631.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQKWlOmNVW5cTHYLlal8oXocX-n17INW9mXuhXojYVp1-wq6ZlVoU4m4stkk6LBo1DfaAJr5B-ECF4tFh6Aq2Y-VXfHvUK0fyFyA48naopmpGSeQVqMCupOAffzAciAE6Y9moyzFgrxO8/s400/IMG_7631.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a><br />
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JESUS came into the world not to condemn us, but to save us. If you don't believe there is evil in this world, just think about what has happened in the last two weeks - the devil comes to kill, steal, and destroy! He uses the lost of this world to do his dirty deeds - that is why if we are truly saved by the grace of God, by the <span style="background-color: red;">blood of Jesus</span> - we need to be <span style="background-color: #ffd966;">light</span> to this lost world! It is so important to show others the love of Christ - because what the world offers is not eternal - only what God offers! Please remember to pray for those families in Connecticut, for the soldiers and their families, for those hungry, lonely, and hurting! <br />
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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! <br />
Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya'!<br />
Countrygirl<div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-41589832268731319052012-12-04T07:04:00.001-08:002012-12-04T07:05:13.257-08:00Door frame, wreaths and Eli JHere's the top of the door - we took wide crown molding, wood burned it, stained it and then put it on. It looks so much better than the other one. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN5iy1jnA4x87LgTr6Rv4Oshh5DmTSZl6amnVbeDYWvKc8iIMJQMhXJB6vLWgJKi_vQuK1OqhxFza0zZnT45rBJmgyszIhTw2tp491VptjZYU_iWqVO6ifECEA_VYfB-yQe_vimxOGTjM/s1600/IMG_7605.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN5iy1jnA4x87LgTr6Rv4Oshh5DmTSZl6amnVbeDYWvKc8iIMJQMhXJB6vLWgJKi_vQuK1OqhxFza0zZnT45rBJmgyszIhTw2tp491VptjZYU_iWqVO6ifECEA_VYfB-yQe_vimxOGTjM/s400/IMG_7605.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4I1zT8UVEd8Ty7zx1LbbFPXGK-UDAG89Oc-mI4uw-vzSsp9XDLoYuyEJo246JMRmeBqb08UZxIFbNWvFajvx5ujsEZkDMiBHenX7wr71_lnTkrsEHrl9XDocICwV_baXmnA-JLTPmXSo/s1600/IMG_7601.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4I1zT8UVEd8Ty7zx1LbbFPXGK-UDAG89Oc-mI4uw-vzSsp9XDLoYuyEJo246JMRmeBqb08UZxIFbNWvFajvx5ujsEZkDMiBHenX7wr71_lnTkrsEHrl9XDocICwV_baXmnA-JLTPmXSo/s400/IMG_7601.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a> A view from the downstairs coming up. <br />
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Here's one of the wreaths - I really like this stuff. It seems to withstand the weather well - which in this country is a good thing. This is a light blue/aqua color.<br />
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A friend and I did a local craft show and God blessed us both. We have another one this weekend. I had to reorder supplies and hope they get here on time! <br />
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Driving Eli J - he's coming along so well. He's is very light headed, and we'll probably only use a hackamore on him. <br />
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The last picture I was trying to get his lips moving, he doesn't pitch a fit when he gets stubborn - his lips just start going pretty fast. We want him to "want to" do what we're asking. It's easier on all of us that way. If we could understand what he was saying, he would probably have to eat soap. Ha. He hasn't bucked super hard yet - hopefully he won't. DH and I are too old and the ground is TOO hard to be hitting it. He's really grown the last few months and may get to 16 hands. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80L5DDnbovNri_yJA9wI65xsVRxhu0rRaeKnfLSn7HINHcgldmCJe4DPsxlK0-LKrsL4dIUNyX2kthCUaF_V8lZg0N2V0wglV4JtrCwOVhPewVx46EFVXjDc1LX9r1RhxUIE5bY7hrfY/s1600/IMG_7577.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80L5DDnbovNri_yJA9wI65xsVRxhu0rRaeKnfLSn7HINHcgldmCJe4DPsxlK0-LKrsL4dIUNyX2kthCUaF_V8lZg0N2V0wglV4JtrCwOVhPewVx46EFVXjDc1LX9r1RhxUIE5bY7hrfY/s400/IMG_7577.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a> I'm getting excited to see what the Lord has in store for us with him. He'd make a great heading horse - and I love to head! ;-)<br />
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Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya'.<br />
Countrygirl<div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-58430725876716720552012-11-01T18:18:00.001-07:002012-11-01T18:32:18.738-07:00Thankful Thursday<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6zNDeSW6niDiLOm6wckde8sYWI3_6_bhr1QF5LOoDMN4Fdg6o8qfpdQKkwly-Ld9iiiilBrvooz5k0evQWVc7ApP-gq5vnbQDRUTLum5JC-3luKtrEKEYdknhe0LknrUM0Wn22l0DnIA/s1600/IMG_7554.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6zNDeSW6niDiLOm6wckde8sYWI3_6_bhr1QF5LOoDMN4Fdg6o8qfpdQKkwly-Ld9iiiilBrvooz5k0evQWVc7ApP-gq5vnbQDRUTLum5JC-3luKtrEKEYdknhe0LknrUM0Wn22l0DnIA/s400/IMG_7554.JPG" /></a> Okay I did it - I painted the door barn red. What do you think?<br />
We got some wide crown molding to go around the inside of this door. I spent the last few days woodburning brands into it and then staining it. I am excited to see how it looks when we get it on. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">It's not really as red as it looks in the 2nd picture, the flash and time of evening made it look lighter. Has anyone used the deco mesh? It's becoming one of my favorite crafty items. The door wreath is made out of it. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfFrfCnfm3VTKEWE80bfxjfGXrQNPjhHptApEsVx1QTqScXAgPjMFXLuAa-kU16A8FJ7NfMxdnpiIPZACZ3mrKVseAeDoRNyKyu9gj2QROeRyvdSRUdH71ua5il626hegWQbXq4dbBi2I/s1600/IMG_7553.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfFrfCnfm3VTKEWE80bfxjfGXrQNPjhHptApEsVx1QTqScXAgPjMFXLuAa-kU16A8FJ7NfMxdnpiIPZACZ3mrKVseAeDoRNyKyu9gj2QROeRyvdSRUdH71ua5il626hegWQbXq4dbBi2I/s400/IMG_7553.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdZFEXHlSIventpuAG1UzY9d9-I1CAdYSGRisZ94DRDdM7ueO8RXAWniVhDmyzQK5EFw-hkl3QMESLVRg8Xgn8mlXzT6CIJRGef_TJa_PRJkZ2rUpc7xfgdzaHM9W072xEVf8IYmzKKYU/s1600/IMG_7544.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdZFEXHlSIventpuAG1UzY9d9-I1CAdYSGRisZ94DRDdM7ueO8RXAWniVhDmyzQK5EFw-hkl3QMESLVRg8Xgn8mlXzT6CIJRGef_TJa_PRJkZ2rUpc7xfgdzaHM9W072xEVf8IYmzKKYU/s400/IMG_7544.JPG" /></a> God blessed us with an absolutely beautiful sunset - so I'm sharing it with ya'll. <br />
Have a great evening, great weekend, and great start of November. Oh and one last thing ---- GO VOTE! </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix_0bUJYC3zo8s7mQqafxql87CBM2-Ren_ODMAC1KjQjRi-LxqVkfuP_UvuUtG_FXvTaGJT_-ExBY5FhMLtW9KEv7eqXEtMKnxt-xSkMoF0aLHRt2Ou84-CVZXeWSHQtam36XlRFPZIoI/s1600/IMG_7550.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix_0bUJYC3zo8s7mQqafxql87CBM2-Ren_ODMAC1KjQjRi-LxqVkfuP_UvuUtG_FXvTaGJT_-ExBY5FhMLtW9KEv7eqXEtMKnxt-xSkMoF0aLHRt2Ou84-CVZXeWSHQtam36XlRFPZIoI/s400/IMG_7550.JPG" /></a><br />
Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya'! <br />
Countrygirl</div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-56897943700710986372012-09-24T20:02:00.001-07:002012-09-24T20:04:13.146-07:00Happy Fall Ya'll!<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJKYkG1HlYQbfElHcvpoqATyDwFB_bn3EF8Uk4N3c6FA2dJJKJGbWdcWv7UmSIJP3D7dYB1vHusz2GkqVUKPQFJbDfITjTKuNzsCSmiEUsR1EkqrKOA7bQhc7A2EOZtfzKJBsP3puKm-c/s1600/IMG_7543.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJKYkG1HlYQbfElHcvpoqATyDwFB_bn3EF8Uk4N3c6FA2dJJKJGbWdcWv7UmSIJP3D7dYB1vHusz2GkqVUKPQFJbDfITjTKuNzsCSmiEUsR1EkqrKOA7bQhc7A2EOZtfzKJBsP3puKm-c/s400/IMG_7543.JPG" /></a> Found this at Craft Warehouse - it almost looks like little skillets instead of pumpkins.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">Hungry horses - waiting for supper.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVS42ORzxJLyzLwncuQ4Mlcy4doDZ3iTVkuvu9KsJBhGH2CubIbb1MnTrouzLCWqSjyfMDIP1kBiqXCVFngBCN-jrffWiAtVY_ZNWg2rY1lWns8rcgQu-0LvetuTkF0mWAWdlMkXklyCw/s1600/IMG_7533.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVS42ORzxJLyzLwncuQ4Mlcy4doDZ3iTVkuvu9KsJBhGH2CubIbb1MnTrouzLCWqSjyfMDIP1kBiqXCVFngBCN-jrffWiAtVY_ZNWg2rY1lWns8rcgQu-0LvetuTkF0mWAWdlMkXklyCw/s400/IMG_7533.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEN06wVR-Yw_Tc9e7quaRTP_MwHQHJBqXB2LVN5wnF_YTngxuhdmNUzHxBQtxF0tAUjLBlTQDw002HgJB84tPlsh6DyI6FsTWY-749T0vmX45dUCLtR68D71vWBSruzR_sV4TfWcsOQaQ/s1600/IMG_7530.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEN06wVR-Yw_Tc9e7quaRTP_MwHQHJBqXB2LVN5wnF_YTngxuhdmNUzHxBQtxF0tAUjLBlTQDw002HgJB84tPlsh6DyI6FsTWY-749T0vmX45dUCLtR68D71vWBSruzR_sV4TfWcsOQaQ/s400/IMG_7530.JPG" /></a> I found these leaves and acorns too. We are in the process of painting the door - I think we should go really dark - ideas and comments welcome!</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">These all came from our little school greenhouse.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9UPp5VaL0ZwFc1Rg1BE98jS7l_Hl6F2JQwc99nG4bEDQ1oGyzq6X_sU9NwIe9NVDkrc_jmHwkCrUMvw92HOVy3BkOfS6yuIcMG-pV9j8_Mfme_xbQh678DRvPnb6bFs-nz0tYaTguXKI/s1600/IMG_7528.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9UPp5VaL0ZwFc1Rg1BE98jS7l_Hl6F2JQwc99nG4bEDQ1oGyzq6X_sU9NwIe9NVDkrc_jmHwkCrUMvw92HOVy3BkOfS6yuIcMG-pV9j8_Mfme_xbQh678DRvPnb6bFs-nz0tYaTguXKI/s400/IMG_7528.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-CaptwsBdagz7UkpqwraD-GoYBhc9Jy-MtizJ-PLCAUyTTBLD0E7hX1tKPra_I9sm_OXx4lrPGqOBSVn4We8WwosJJlchENjQY1tJIr1ls5V8uGXiXIPoLvd3dCfw2PihPyEFNzolO_U/s1600/IMG_7526.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-CaptwsBdagz7UkpqwraD-GoYBhc9Jy-MtizJ-PLCAUyTTBLD0E7hX1tKPra_I9sm_OXx4lrPGqOBSVn4We8WwosJJlchENjQY1tJIr1ls5V8uGXiXIPoLvd3dCfw2PihPyEFNzolO_U/s400/IMG_7526.JPG" /></a> Joshy's maple tree has turned just this last week.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">A pumpking has invaded my herb bed. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUwEVYQRQUa305j2sjmQ9MGF91QMfpiz66ls4R8XMJkt1CXg1uFiPFp1Dem0f1rFJT1NXXgCh-_F72hQIukxk6tdAEGu2pnXw0HGD-erhiXD9-BI2T3EVNLx7K8Pltl5KPDRL4apPwQgE/s1600/IMG_7525.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUwEVYQRQUa305j2sjmQ9MGF91QMfpiz66ls4R8XMJkt1CXg1uFiPFp1Dem0f1rFJT1NXXgCh-_F72hQIukxk6tdAEGu2pnXw0HGD-erhiXD9-BI2T3EVNLx7K8Pltl5KPDRL4apPwQgE/s400/IMG_7525.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvwxDcIK9VT1SVF0zxG4x6eDvWWdGD0CXmWgLPvzg7-IptLZT_qP8FgRibU85n0HJdXnvb_SgEK2nzax5M0iPLlD4FFfuexV_ASQVb2XqAzwtx6sMZ7D2pYyCo7ij1b6XR_NLpeWXC00/s1600/IMG_7524.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvwxDcIK9VT1SVF0zxG4x6eDvWWdGD0CXmWgLPvzg7-IptLZT_qP8FgRibU85n0HJdXnvb_SgEK2nzax5M0iPLlD4FFfuexV_ASQVb2XqAzwtx6sMZ7D2pYyCo7ij1b6XR_NLpeWXC00/s400/IMG_7524.JPG" /></a> The squash are still going strong - we have been freezing lots. I love squash!</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">This year I planted my tomatoes and peppers with flowers - they all did pretty good. The marigolds are taking over here. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzIlo2jKYRgpUo0LNM02TLdfYy8pDG2TkIOIDVIFo2uym2kUF_DBtI2HDnnFYv3xgIdg0-FckyqJT5RW9K_s6StYj8ehFpbn6HYGoCkXi2BsIQzjt-IDIz-w_H_0Z_6EbByXbqQfzGKWg/s1600/IMG_7518.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzIlo2jKYRgpUo0LNM02TLdfYy8pDG2TkIOIDVIFo2uym2kUF_DBtI2HDnnFYv3xgIdg0-FckyqJT5RW9K_s6StYj8ehFpbn6HYGoCkXi2BsIQzjt-IDIz-w_H_0Z_6EbByXbqQfzGKWg/s400/IMG_7518.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4iab6fY8iSdVxFygwFBrx0Z6Oz6EpkZS_KeO-jxdqEn4FFvCeArSEx870nx71vOirLx7GgUtvT4jm_ScVMMhWunsBSRvRFBGQzjSSR1_N1Yvi6-KzGR7zbPBRCM25dD-8gfaPgS6-mow/s1600/IMG_7517.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4iab6fY8iSdVxFygwFBrx0Z6Oz6EpkZS_KeO-jxdqEn4FFvCeArSEx870nx71vOirLx7GgUtvT4jm_ScVMMhWunsBSRvRFBGQzjSSR1_N1Yvi6-KzGR7zbPBRCM25dD-8gfaPgS6-mow/s400/IMG_7517.JPG" /></a> Lighting wasn't great but the flowers are so pretty this time of year. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">God's beauty always amazes me.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4EOFlevwfYEWH6RrfapTQtCA8LCIM5NfS7DTramMh_XxJi_JOfsydLa2dgbLAQQGysdpDWNW8yK_Tzi_jliBbeObo0VIR6aAa0FOBFT5RwIvT3-q3p3HM1o1KndaLCm-i8lJeEXtg1Q/s1600/IMG_7515.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4EOFlevwfYEWH6RrfapTQtCA8LCIM5NfS7DTramMh_XxJi_JOfsydLa2dgbLAQQGysdpDWNW8yK_Tzi_jliBbeObo0VIR6aAa0FOBFT5RwIvT3-q3p3HM1o1KndaLCm-i8lJeEXtg1Q/s400/IMG_7515.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX2AHTRDNP9D8zxKZ9r13_gKWKHpcnaqTaAOfebaZklTmzW5Nk6ORZBku2YgL4lTbyGF4c532OwKfs0SAcYE_lR0P6LQkM30dWsCUpTHAjMel3ZAeci1mr7XeR9JHEeV9CTE4Y4p7jrvk/s1600/IMG_7511.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX2AHTRDNP9D8zxKZ9r13_gKWKHpcnaqTaAOfebaZklTmzW5Nk6ORZBku2YgL4lTbyGF4c532OwKfs0SAcYE_lR0P6LQkM30dWsCUpTHAjMel3ZAeci1mr7XeR9JHEeV9CTE4Y4p7jrvk/s400/IMG_7511.JPG" /></a> I almost missed the rainbow.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">The clouds are hanging low over the mountains. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqIkVkMep8nQz782YQ9vkllTunQwFGc11pnCVg8z-hYAS-N70HaqT8tc-GYIqdYsE-lGynaMp0ThA-8OVCns-FgXtUlCQklcytcmF9zqo1XDu6Xkn8mJFsJ5wjkpK3vsL9kp7_KymeAcc/s1600/IMG_7513.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqIkVkMep8nQz782YQ9vkllTunQwFGc11pnCVg8z-hYAS-N70HaqT8tc-GYIqdYsE-lGynaMp0ThA-8OVCns-FgXtUlCQklcytcmF9zqo1XDu6Xkn8mJFsJ5wjkpK3vsL9kp7_KymeAcc/s400/IMG_7513.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs64goQ_BPrZMu2PXU_w1VB_445OWqUv9K34hniCVlIaEH9wwIeawfgXQXP8q2F9wQ18xDrgIOGcf7NceMOZB6NsTmuHggUrVWo7YFjVe1xZAJIkftoqqXGWSJ3vQxYC9gb7aw3jGX_XU/s1600/IMG_7527.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs64goQ_BPrZMu2PXU_w1VB_445OWqUv9K34hniCVlIaEH9wwIeawfgXQXP8q2F9wQ18xDrgIOGcf7NceMOZB6NsTmuHggUrVWo7YFjVe1xZAJIkftoqqXGWSJ3vQxYC9gb7aw3jGX_XU/s400/IMG_7527.JPG" /></a> And here you can't see it but there is a dusting of snow way up high on the top of several peaks! Fall is here.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGQtuq3dLUUrv5PmiNvqS6gVvi7nxcb4pA-E9-q1vtejzMRHhi7stmcFggJP1nGiR1VTE61WgMOE6tSHdZuJegv0M1miqIZ7OYvy8BEfrzRqkFMLSe28N1FMQRih3HoRwq_kAxE3PLHs/s1600/IMG_7529.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGQtuq3dLUUrv5PmiNvqS6gVvi7nxcb4pA-E9-q1vtejzMRHhi7stmcFggJP1nGiR1VTE61WgMOE6tSHdZuJegv0M1miqIZ7OYvy8BEfrzRqkFMLSe28N1FMQRih3HoRwq_kAxE3PLHs/s400/IMG_7529.JPG" /></a><br />
I love summer, it's always hard to let it go. We've had a hot, dry one and the cooler days make it easier! I love fall too, but it's bittersweet now! <br />
School's been going for almost 5 weeks, the new little ones are settling in. <br />
Dad had his checkup today, he's doing fine - can't lift over 10 pounds for several months - yeah right, you tell the ol' cowboy that! <br />
DH has the horrible stomach bug right now - we're washing and cleaning everything - hoping that no one else gets it. <br />
My sweet s-i-l is over half way thru her radiation - so far no side effects! We are gonna have a big party when she is done! Praise God it hasn't been worse, she's getting her appetite back and feels almost normal again! <br />
God is watching over us, He's still in control even if the world thinks it is, and even with all the "wrong, bad, awful" things our country is doing - we are still free to worship Jesus! <br />
Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya'<br />
God Bless<br />
Countrygirl</div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-34709161623156195172012-09-13T21:27:00.000-07:002012-09-13T21:27:58.007-07:00Pneumonia? Jalapeños and Ulcers? Busy! We were running more head thru the little starter yard than it had ever seen. Loads of 350 lb. calves shipping in from the deep south. Waspy, little exotic buggers too, lots of ear. We'd ride into them and that'd scatter like quail. Long days, longer nights! And then I came down with pneumonia! After weeks of feeling bad, DH said to me, "its not pneumonia any more - you're pregnant!". No way, I thought - no time to be pregnant!
Sure 'nough - I was expecting our 3rd kiddo!
Morning sickness turned into all day and night sickness, but not too bad like before - at least I could function. I kept working. I craved jalapeños - Dairy Queen nachos were a staple for me! Twice I ended up in the hospital with ulcers from 'too' spicy food, but had to keep eating it!
The months kept on, my little one was growing, but I didn't show too much - I kept cowboying. And eating jalapeños!
My horses had to adjust to my enlarging belly, I had to teach them to siddle up to the fence where I could climb the fence and slide on. My cattle hospital had to be arranged differently to accommodate it as well. When I had to iv a calf, I had to be creative in how I positioned myself, learned that one the hard way. The calf threw his head, hit my belly knocking the syringe out of my hands and into the air. It landed in my leg, and left a huge bruise for months.
One hot, fall morning, we had a momma cow in trouble out on pasture. She was old, and looking pretty poor. DH was worried we'd lose both her and the calf. Then he said, "Oh and while you're getting her, there's a bull who needs pushed into the next pasture."
Everything took me longer those days, got the trailer hooked up, horses loaded (it was a big pasture and I might need to switch horses cause that bull was a runner), and away we went. After several hours, the bull was where he's supposed to be, it was hot outside and I was getting that way myself. I found the momma cow and pushed her as far as she'd go, but she sulled up on me, I didn't want to drive her too hard or she'd get down, or worse get on the fight and stress herself more. So I crawl off Sorrely (original name, I know) pick up the calf and hoist him across the saddle, then comes the hard part - no fence to crawl up. Finally after huffing, puffing and stewing over why in the sam hill he'd send me out to the middle of nowhere, 9 months pregnant ( blah, blah, blah) I got mad enough and got myself back on- we were miles from the trailer and the way my feet were swelling I DID NOT want to walk. Ha!
The calf and I did not fit in my saddle, tried riding on back but it was too uncomfortable, tried putting the calf back there but I couldn't hold onto him, the reins and watch for rattlers, so I had that 125 pound baby straddled up on my pregnant belly, he was a tired little guy and didn't struggle. I'm sure it was a sight but thankfully no one was around. Thank the good Lord for my sweet horse, he was my protector that day. We got to the trailer, loaded everybody up and made it home. When DH saw me he was feeling bad that he'd sent me. You can imagine what I looked and smelled like after packing that calf for miles. I was, let's say, aromatic and colored scour green!
The next day I could barely move - and the doc told me no more riding for now! Several days later my little jalapeño arrived and has spiced up our lives ever since. He has been an incredible blessing to our lives! He can't sit still, never could, I take the blame for that because his entire unborn life he was on a horse. He loves LOUD music, I take the blame for that too - because if I wasn't horseback I was doctoring cattle or processing - with the noisy hydraulic chute running! DS loves to ride horses, likes them a little wild! Hmmmm! Loves to climb mountains, and loves SPICY food - I also have to take the blame for that!
Tonight is his first birthday I have spent away from him, I'm sure it won't be the last. He is 21, my little red headed boy is now 21! I am sitting at the hospital 5 hours away with my dad, he had surgery today and had a rough time in recovery.
Our son is grown, and now my parents are the ones needing extra care. My life is now taking a different turn, as I learn to let the boy become the man - I am now learning to parent my parents! Thank you dear Jesus for my red headed boy, please continue to watch over him, helping him to grow into the man You want him to be!
Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya'
Country girl
Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-47350525393803841462012-09-02T13:42:00.001-07:002012-09-02T13:42:17.004-07:00Cow Camp Recipe Swap<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Great recipe Ms. Rain! Mexican Beef Casserole. She sent me two - I haven't tried the Cranberry Cake yet, but plan to for the holidays. An added note, my SIL had breast cancer - she's done with chemo and started radiation. Food, especially hamburger, does not sound or taste good to her - but she said this tasted so good - she had seconds! <br />
As you can see - I didn't get a before picture of it. We had about 14 people here, and this was taken right after I took it out of the oven. It was a hit - very good! Thank you!<br />
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Praise God we got another much needed rain. Left puddles in the pasture and drive. DH and I were headed out to get horse hay Friday in Idaho, spent the night with my parents. Our truck lost it's clutch right before we got to the hay place. We loaded the hay on the flatbed, tarped it all up and left it there. As soon as we had the tarp strapped down, a cloud burst open and poured rain. My folks, my sister and hubby, and our DS & his girlfriend were with us. We decided to go eat a late lunch at a country cafe and we got hailed on - sounded like it was gonna break the windows! Thankfully it didn't, reminded DH and I of the TX panhandle storms. There was even a tornado warning going on. <br />
DH drove the truck home and we only had to coast thru one stop sign. With no clutch, if we stopped - he had to kill it and then start it in 1st or 2nd - a little rough going! Today they are pulling the pressure plate, and slave cylinder - and putting a 5th wheel hitch into DH's new truck. He has been trying to get it done, but doesn't have much down time - he priced it in town - $800 - so he and dad are doing it today! I am very blessed to be married to a man who can do anything - I'm sure he gets tired of always having something to fix - but he's not afraid to work. If there's something that needs fixin' - we usually do it ourselves. I am also thankful that our children have that value as well - I see quite a few folks who just plain don't want to work. <br />
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May God bless you with your needs and a want or two! Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya',<br />
CountrygirlCountrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-74901118008525328732012-08-20T09:42:00.001-07:002012-08-20T09:43:01.293-07:00Rain clouds, smokey sunsets, and hummers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz__fPHOtI7eghOtQlVbaH_GX5zPGc8zNMMfnnA7rZUAbpjQzDBj7q-jjcpwKjyjVgqQ3C6MjMvlu2530WZaSn9Uk3hdU1ckZY7s5AHpC-8xJWkdhKg6f7VFStQE73en8s-n9t0vrDXa8/s1600/IMG_7403.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz__fPHOtI7eghOtQlVbaH_GX5zPGc8zNMMfnnA7rZUAbpjQzDBj7q-jjcpwKjyjVgqQ3C6MjMvlu2530WZaSn9Uk3hdU1ckZY7s5AHpC-8xJWkdhKg6f7VFStQE73en8s-n9t0vrDXa8/s400/IMG_7403.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW4ILEE5oJ7VQVrUA7ruKiXXH_nJt1YYFnqYstla_TrW0Y4by28-Ds4hrIPhees1blx6WkpOpySQ4IMWMgvVWlaJl6_qa3EHaNeG5CQLK-FDfLj0mSjMEmUx62AWv3wzUmTv5-zMUg64E/s1600/IMG_7347.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW4ILEE5oJ7VQVrUA7ruKiXXH_nJt1YYFnqYstla_TrW0Y4by28-Ds4hrIPhees1blx6WkpOpySQ4IMWMgvVWlaJl6_qa3EHaNeG5CQLK-FDfLj0mSjMEmUx62AWv3wzUmTv5-zMUg64E/s400/IMG_7347.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-17335298953233835762012-08-09T10:51:00.001-07:002012-08-09T10:51:46.508-07:00Thankful Thursday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1CzDWamj6L3SRi0cXUjknGUFHvPw5Y_27HlEwPlyePT-FmgLNMQy7r9V2ijofnq6YHXPVDSRzP38wPNTucLjusjK7tIlsEidIQqaNH-pFSvDI7sN_lKioKMrwpR-aVeDUP9GeAS2XzjM/s1600/rain1.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1CzDWamj6L3SRi0cXUjknGUFHvPw5Y_27HlEwPlyePT-FmgLNMQy7r9V2ijofnq6YHXPVDSRzP38wPNTucLjusjK7tIlsEidIQqaNH-pFSvDI7sN_lKioKMrwpR-aVeDUP9GeAS2XzjM/s400/rain1.jpg" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a> <span style="color: #3d85c6;">Ask the Lord for rain in the time of latter rain.<br />
The Lord will make flashing clouds,<br />
He will give them showers of rain,<br />
Grass in the field for everyone.<br />
Zechariah 10:1<br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">He opened His heavens and the rain poured on our dry, parched land yesterday!</span> <br />
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Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya'!<br />
(a thankful and humble) Countrygirl</span><div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-615002530953358902012-07-27T10:10:00.001-07:002012-07-27T10:11:04.591-07:00Making of a cowgirl & Buckaroo Boss<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjeAmVcLwUxQMmqdZg3Lw6ZA8b9wi3ngxj0XqkO00RgQIHOWYAkwwpSvqUbS3DNIYhRMUzvy6WXHawnfd8niuOb6P4Ifn2DFCkn56TNb0PWcb0jLgRf8OPRjr2YurB0-shCjhBZopOsaU/s1600/Slim.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjeAmVcLwUxQMmqdZg3Lw6ZA8b9wi3ngxj0XqkO00RgQIHOWYAkwwpSvqUbS3DNIYhRMUzvy6WXHawnfd8niuOb6P4Ifn2DFCkn56TNb0PWcb0jLgRf8OPRjr2YurB0-shCjhBZopOsaU/s400/Slim.jpg" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><br />
As a youngster, I don't ever remember being told I couldn't or wasn't allowed to do something - because I "was a girl"! Our folks encouraged us in all our ventures (except illegal stuff). My sister and I were never excluded from ranch or cattle work. We rode company horses and our own. I treasure that now - as I hear and see the opposite. We went with the cowboy crew almost every day we weren't in school. (I pray we were good help - and not just 'the boss's daughters). Most of them schooled us - showed us their way of doing things - they watched us rope our first calf, cow, and steer. They helped us become who we are today. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkTVWr8LD7dYBmMyfaHPOZmdI7tD9YO91WZVWbKPDcpu40yGXEDHgGZRN53vm25uFgQGO6Z4Ok5tXfzdwAw2Vff29LER_jxSY8qDm4LhnjlUCxMb2kqytbAAUiYlSVPjViNLQnK7dwxMU/s1600/Picture4.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkTVWr8LD7dYBmMyfaHPOZmdI7tD9YO91WZVWbKPDcpu40yGXEDHgGZRN53vm25uFgQGO6Z4Ok5tXfzdwAw2Vff29LER_jxSY8qDm4LhnjlUCxMb2kqytbAAUiYlSVPjViNLQnK7dwxMU/s400/Picture4.jpg" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><br />
In the first picture I was about 11. I rode Slim, Dad's prize horse. Slim was one of a kind, almost 17 hands. He only wore a hackamore, which is all I ride with. I never needed spurs, he gave me whatever I needed and then some. <br />
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The next picture I'm almost 4, on Sixbits! Man he was an onery little pony - he taught me to stay on no matter what. I got my backside switched more than once for 'falling' off out in the sagebrush, Dad would have to saddle up and go rope the pony. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsSzdzV-EAWX3d_zBnZQ41qe9bpKSm_Pg-oyF85uC3yemfmUM51s6dPGB1Uk5VmAymKiLMmk_lPktEsWWBPWxnideXdpG8ptdXbzL4lMz1hNcL4O-PCpHOAajmHC5bqp78kG6MBmOYhD8/s1600/Fain.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsSzdzV-EAWX3d_zBnZQ41qe9bpKSm_Pg-oyF85uC3yemfmUM51s6dPGB1Uk5VmAymKiLMmk_lPktEsWWBPWxnideXdpG8ptdXbzL4lMz1hNcL4O-PCpHOAajmHC5bqp78kG6MBmOYhD8/s400/Fain.jpg" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a>We rode bareback or with a saddle pad. <br />
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The black and white was at Idaho high school rodeo district or state finals - I can't remember. Dad has Slim, my sis is holding her barrel horse - Eddy, and I'm holding my prized palamino, Rocky Jose<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPBMRj5z_ymrKtmsulT9PkBZul9LTeLCeVQPMjW3L0UZ_IApxGBD4ucQyIUZ-qlPImXnPn4TJqPEN7o49qUabs9Nuj-9AxCUHKD-tdVCxRp4J5G6CQg9XnWEY0rAYpJbEaW8ggrj6K8I/s1600/IMG_5592.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPBMRj5z_ymrKtmsulT9PkBZul9LTeLCeVQPMjW3L0UZ_IApxGBD4ucQyIUZ-qlPImXnPn4TJqPEN7o49qUabs9Nuj-9AxCUHKD-tdVCxRp4J5G6CQg9XnWEY0rAYpJbEaW8ggrj6K8I/s400/IMG_5592.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a>. He was one tough heading horse, for a little guy. He was the best breakaway horse ever - he'd put you right up on your calf. Flashy, showy, and loved to be seen - he was a great show horse - we won lots of shows and ropings with him.<br />
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And so on to my story...moving to the south, ending up in Texas and Oklahoma showed me not all men were as excepting of cowgirls helping out. I still got to ride - after hours - but I did not help with the drives, brandings, or shipping (except to cook and count). I was raised with the buckaroos of the northwest - who let you prove, or disprove, yourself - man or woman - as a horseman. This "no women cowboys" was a whole new concept to me. <br />
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We moved to the panhandle in 1986, I was a momma of two little ones. DH hired on with a vet, he hauled cattle, moved cattle, worked cattle - whatever was needed. I was encouraged to help out too - how ever I wanted too.<br />
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The local churches held a Cowboy Camp Meeting in the area - they had teamropings, pennings, and other activities along with the preachings. My first camp meeting was that same year - about 2 months after we'd moved there. I signed up as a header in the roping, no one seemed eager to pick me(unproved newcomer) as a partner. Corky, my dh's boss and new found friend, saw this and signed up with me. My mare was ailing and Corky let me ride his horse. New group, new horse, new town - ugh! I prayed to Jesus for guidance - not to win, but to do my best and honor Him. We were the 4th team out. That ol' horse was just like my Rocky - he put you right up on that steer. I threw, caught both horns likety split and we got a time! Whew! From that point on I didn't need to wait for partners. Nor did I always catch so quick - but it was Corky's belief in me that broke the ice. <br />
God knew I needed his help, he became a lifelong friend and father figure that we'll always treasure.<br />
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On our 'promised land' trip - we made it just in time to tell him goodbye, spending a day and night in the hospital with him. We got to laugh and cry with him, one more time. Our sweet DD was there with him when he slipped quietly into the arms of Jesus, he was like a grandpa to my kids! We crisscrossed the state of Texas to see him, family & friend reunions, and then back for his service. His family asked me to do a video slideshow for his service - I felt honored. Adios my dear friend, Buckaroo Boss - I'll miss your laugh and stories here on Earth, but I know you're watching over the cattle on a thousand fields in Heaven! <br />
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Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya,<br />
Countrygirl<div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540399221754535459.post-88758482911769265122012-07-09T10:40:00.001-07:002012-07-09T10:41:22.612-07:00Monday catch up<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETGzaCLNWX7o3-JoJslmCFBsqlQ6Fxyf3jaEr02ipc9ZiNQrZZcL_IGfw4sVe0lubDXjMMGGMP8jJ-Ivi-ZzgkmsMRBr1PKeIx6vfQcxjKyZBkyt9wijI9JiYM7n_HSx7VK_Lj1fbyc4/s1600/IMG_6738.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETGzaCLNWX7o3-JoJslmCFBsqlQ6Fxyf3jaEr02ipc9ZiNQrZZcL_IGfw4sVe0lubDXjMMGGMP8jJ-Ivi-ZzgkmsMRBr1PKeIx6vfQcxjKyZBkyt9wijI9JiYM7n_HSx7VK_Lj1fbyc4/s400/IMG_6738.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><br />
Isn't he a cutie? He's pretty brave, but runs for cover when I get the camera out.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMgT_u_mXGK4q3u9nOApXGAWzBzV2qFlGtJJpIPN9xaY-nFOoLcmeIPXbwR50pSOBu7eotA5ejjnqBsdtPjYv8yUE9Ge_HGp6TmPaQ41IOEAHFBwDxwf43i7t7idU2NQMzhZJ2hSoSbO0/s1600/IMG_6739.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMgT_u_mXGK4q3u9nOApXGAWzBzV2qFlGtJJpIPN9xaY-nFOoLcmeIPXbwR50pSOBu7eotA5ejjnqBsdtPjYv8yUE9Ge_HGp6TmPaQ41IOEAHFBwDxwf43i7t7idU2NQMzhZJ2hSoSbO0/s400/IMG_6739.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><br />
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July 4th - everyone was at our house. DD and DSIL came in from Arizona. We had 4 great days spent with family. The cousins all decided to go crawdaddin' on the 4th. They had a great time, brought home over 20 pounds, and then cooked them. It was pretty yummy!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhssVVQAbGA2kLNTNlCRecRvhSvyje09KuRAHYp_hvGz0OedJmjdPIL9znqAYqMznwMlDr3qnMb6tg5ZP0uCTmGWG16jBLsNpB6P45Vd2yS92eHR3JGMP044mHJHbrU2i7rFEy9v-DnNrI/s1600/IMG_7058.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhssVVQAbGA2kLNTNlCRecRvhSvyje09KuRAHYp_hvGz0OedJmjdPIL9znqAYqMznwMlDr3qnMb6tg5ZP0uCTmGWG16jBLsNpB6P45Vd2yS92eHR3JGMP044mHJHbrU2i7rFEy9v-DnNrI/s400/IMG_7058.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><br />
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DD wasn't about to stick her head in that water looking for crawdads - so she and DSIL fished from the side.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx7iCX2uJHDlFo74-waoqxBn-4iytLeJZBxcF-KNOEM980D8av5ivBWgEccBo2kuvXoOxDT54vfJvGfYaFWZ7oJAqEbPdNKA510PQOQ27VflhbibRGXvFD2Ov5wgssTszSKKhvv7AX7_A/s1600/IMG_7059.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx7iCX2uJHDlFo74-waoqxBn-4iytLeJZBxcF-KNOEM980D8av5ivBWgEccBo2kuvXoOxDT54vfJvGfYaFWZ7oJAqEbPdNKA510PQOQ27VflhbibRGXvFD2Ov5wgssTszSKKhvv7AX7_A/s400/IMG_7059.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><br />
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Sunset that night. There was a fire started up the mountain from us. We spent most of our morning watching it. Praise God for the firefighters who got it out so quickly!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyncRHTu0Ao9lf-TOqsZfEC1uTB3XGbG05UDVgQYu6zdSRoI498OKIme8TK2xPLZ8yuD6ymDVwtRSx9LCRloEqTgy8y1vJfmpbY2BJhabX46kQFl3_i6G-dn02y9a2Vgx24JLtQoJWN8Y/s1600/IMG_7104.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyncRHTu0Ao9lf-TOqsZfEC1uTB3XGbG05UDVgQYu6zdSRoI498OKIme8TK2xPLZ8yuD6ymDVwtRSx9LCRloEqTgy8y1vJfmpbY2BJhabX46kQFl3_i6G-dn02y9a2Vgx24JLtQoJWN8Y/s400/IMG_7104.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a> God bless America, and may He bless the drought areas with rain!<br />
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"He thinks my tractor's sexy....."<br />
Our latest addition - a 1950's Allis Chalmers CA! It came with 6 implements. A little (lot) of work and it should be running like a charm! What a blessing!<br />
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We are headed to the "promised land" of Texas soon. Have 2 family reunions, several 'friend' reunions, and just some fun times planned! Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a likin' to ya!<br />
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one broken toe<br />
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one big bill<br />
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one splint<br />
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7 days of pain meds<br />
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4 - 6 weeks of splints<br />
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one ticked off puppy!<br />
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He had been hopping on 3 legs and was perfectly happy to continue doing so...but our vet said he needed more! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Xuqms3ygvMcSE2d6oIm30jcShkQCj1BLz1XUE43sT0aSLrR0tAvPJRg6NRzPvd8qauivGjZaUq8ny8KfakgzfHRNyMV1aKT-_Ike88Yk0KB-NCmYC5sHWQHUWw6ELawXo0jAKJ7KmcA/s1600/IMG_7040.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Xuqms3ygvMcSE2d6oIm30jcShkQCj1BLz1XUE43sT0aSLrR0tAvPJRg6NRzPvd8qauivGjZaUq8ny8KfakgzfHRNyMV1aKT-_Ike88Yk0KB-NCmYC5sHWQHUWw6ELawXo0jAKJ7KmcA/s400/IMG_7040.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a><br />
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Our sweet Lexi girl is gone. She got mammary cancer and went down pretty fast. Joshy brought her home on his hs graduation day - to his party more than 10 years ago. He'd found this messy, smelly, skinny, dirty little dog out in the middle of nowhere! She was a sweet, loving dog who loved everybody! She didn't have a mean bone in her body! She was a great tackle in football - she'd wrap those two short legs around someone and down they went. We miss our little Lexi.<br />
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Les<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8wDfyGR6k96OFRW3VQjatAdYgik-9Jp0Gx_9Eg4MyHTQoW7-q5kPPGFKb0twaILsV3gIPzeRDkcI6lG_Hxo4ltQEM3_FNK_0My36p4NNbUE3MGpMewuX4HCsk9Ahf2lzxSEG_H1GvDDQ/s1600/bronco2.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8wDfyGR6k96OFRW3VQjatAdYgik-9Jp0Gx_9Eg4MyHTQoW7-q5kPPGFKb0twaILsV3gIPzeRDkcI6lG_Hxo4ltQEM3_FNK_0My36p4NNbUE3MGpMewuX4HCsk9Ahf2lzxSEG_H1GvDDQ/s400/bronco2.JPG" style="clear: both; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /></a>son #1 I decided to get the dogs some better, 'healthier' dog food. I bought one that is supposed to be one of the best! Well it made all of them sick, especially Lexi - we thought it was the cancer at first - but the other two got sick as well. Before you buy any dog food -google the name of it and add problems and/or complaints. That's what I finally did - lots of folks are having issues with it. Some dogs are sick and some died. UGH!!!<br />
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Lesson #2 Bronco + lift kit + big tires = no fun! DS loved his Bronco, he put lots of time and money into it making it 'cool'. DH kept telling hm modifying was not a good idea, DS kept looking at all the other lifted, souped up trucks! Well he was driving by the house, checking his new muffler tip, when the transfer case and output shaft busted clean in two! He was going slow, praise Jesus, but was on a steep hill - which was also a blind corner. He decided to back down the hill and pull it off until we could tow it home. He started down, being unable to steer and picking up speed the Bronco hit the ditch and flipped right on it's top! Praise God he had his seat belt on! We had to push the top up to tow it home! Not a scratch except one cracked fingernail!<br />
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Lesson #3 God provides for His children! DS had to have a vehicle, he was looking at old, gas guzzlin' trucks. His daddy kept telling him to get a nice car. He didn't want a car. DH had an appointment in SLC and DS went with us. We'd been driving and looking at 'junk'. God had me stop, make him get out and look. I told DH to stop, and DS to get out and start looking. We happened to be on the car lots street. There was one truck there - it was way too high. He started talking but was walking away when the salesmen dropped the price in half. DS started filling out the paperwork, a man came in wanting the truck with another salesman, they took the truck and drove it, he came back with cash in his hand. DS's salesman argued with his manager and other salesman that DS was first. We heard a shout from the back - DS's salesman won! He got a nice truck, yes he had to finance - but he could pay it off pretty quick if he's smart. To see my guys watch God work this out for DS was amazing - to see them realize God had His hand on it from the beginning was awesome and for them to know that God cares about everything they do, even the truck he drives - was a perfect lesson!Countrygirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05500212553293986419noreply@blogger.com1