There is alot down there - Make sure you check out all the pictures!
Blessings!
P.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Funky Clouds!
Whenever there is a storm brewing, Rick says that I come to him and say, "Rick, there's some real funky clouds outside!" So . . . he wasn't home when this funk blew over but I was not enjoying it. Got good pictures though!
Baseball Exhaustion!
Bo's been playing alot of baseball . . . here he is catching a nap between games!
Driving home from a tournament in Pratt, KS - Sissy is the best headrest!
We love it when the K's sleep in the van!
Cowboy Country Club!
When it's HOT - who cares what you swim in! The kids love their pond! It's only about 4 ft. deep and a soft mud base! Not only do you get to cool off, but your feet get a good squishy massage too! Yes . . . I have been in it . . .yes . . . I love it too!
More Pix - Teamroping at Wes & Tracy's!
Are they ever gonna get that steer caught?
Mom . . . please . . . no pictures . . . I look terrible!
Listening is the best learning!
Rick & Wes
We played on a company softball team and since Rick only weighs about a buck 50, "Buff" was his name. He wore the shirt w/pride - still does!
A Hodge-Podge of Pix from Life at the Broken-Y
Memorial Weekend with the Brazles! The "No Knees Please" Picture. Me and my chum, Les!
The $.75 tent!
Getting back to the boat after kneeboarding!
Getting a quick lessons
The real man in charge of the craft!
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
I was tagged by Pat ~
Favorite person: Rick
Favorite food: Anything Italian
Quirks about me: I do not like cars in front of me . . . I have to be in front of them.
Any regrets in life? Yes
How would the person who loves you the most describe you in ten words or less? All those qualities can not be put into ten words!
What can you NOT live without? Music
Favorite blog: Wow! So many - I have mood blogs - I have about 15-20 favorites and I hit each of them at least once a week.
Something you can't get enough of: Time
Worst job you ever had: Wal-Mart cash office
What job would you pay not to have? Mortician
If you could be a fly on the wall anywhere, where would it be? The cubicle of my husband's staff so I could hear what they are saying about him!
Favorite Bible verse: Psalm 121.
Guilty pleasure: A soda when I'm grocery shopping
Got any confessions: Sure, but none for a blog!
If you had $1000 to spend on YOURSELF, what would you spend it on? Clothes, unlike Pat, I love to shop but never have any $$.
Favorite thing about your house: My kitchen window ~ If I can't sleep at night, I'll find myself standing at it looking out at the hay meadow.
Least favorite thing: Rude people
One thing you are bad at: confrontation.
If you could change one thing about your current circumstances, what would it be? I'm typically not an unhappy person. If I could change anything, I would make it so that Rick could rope full-time.
Who would you like to meet someday? Some of my favorite Christian authors (Francine Rivers)
Who is your real life hero? Probably my Dad and Rick: Both were constant and stabling forces in my life - strong work ethics, deep love, and devotion.
What is the hardest part of your job? Parenting is the hardest job I've ever had - Living up to
unrealistic expectations in the RE world.
When are you most relaxed? In the bathtub w/a good book.
What stresses you out? When my husband is stressed.
Favorite quote: "Fat looks better tanned" - Karma's Aunt
Why do you blog? To keep up with people. learn new things - I've met some really great women I've never met in person.
Who are you tagging? Les
Favorite food: Anything Italian
Quirks about me: I do not like cars in front of me . . . I have to be in front of them.
Any regrets in life? Yes
How would the person who loves you the most describe you in ten words or less? All those qualities can not be put into ten words!
What can you NOT live without? Music
Favorite blog: Wow! So many - I have mood blogs - I have about 15-20 favorites and I hit each of them at least once a week.
Something you can't get enough of: Time
Worst job you ever had: Wal-Mart cash office
What job would you pay not to have? Mortician
If you could be a fly on the wall anywhere, where would it be? The cubicle of my husband's staff so I could hear what they are saying about him!
Favorite Bible verse: Psalm 121.
Guilty pleasure: A soda when I'm grocery shopping
Got any confessions: Sure, but none for a blog!
If you had $1000 to spend on YOURSELF, what would you spend it on? Clothes, unlike Pat, I love to shop but never have any $$.
Favorite thing about your house: My kitchen window ~ If I can't sleep at night, I'll find myself standing at it looking out at the hay meadow.
Least favorite thing: Rude people
One thing you are bad at: confrontation.
If you could change one thing about your current circumstances, what would it be? I'm typically not an unhappy person. If I could change anything, I would make it so that Rick could rope full-time.
Who would you like to meet someday? Some of my favorite Christian authors (Francine Rivers)
Who is your real life hero? Probably my Dad and Rick: Both were constant and stabling forces in my life - strong work ethics, deep love, and devotion.
What is the hardest part of your job? Parenting is the hardest job I've ever had - Living up to
unrealistic expectations in the RE world.
When are you most relaxed? In the bathtub w/a good book.
What stresses you out? When my husband is stressed.
Favorite quote: "Fat looks better tanned" - Karma's Aunt
Why do you blog? To keep up with people. learn new things - I've met some really great women I've never met in person.
Who are you tagging? Les
Friday, June 20, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Monkey Off Our Back!
Ours house in Bentley closed yesterday!!! What a relief! The new owner has moved from Minnesota and has settled in quite nicely. Thank you for all of your prayers.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
On to happier things . . .
Okay - we really close on our house tomorrow at 4:00pm. Please pray that all goes well.
I spotted a Bob Cat - not a cougar - but a good sized Bob Cat! Just a mile from my house in broad daylight. I bet he weighed about 30 pounds! That was one of those times I wish I had a big fancy camera with me all the time!
Bo had a baseball tournament this last weekend in Arkansas City - I wasn't able to be there on Sunday but whenever Rick or I can't make it, we give the other play-by-play over the phone. To make a long story short, the Sliders went to the championship game and it was the bottom of the 5th, the Haysville Dirt Bags were kicken' the Winfield Sliders all over the field with an 8-0 lead. Rick called and gave me details . . . now I've said many times that the Good Lord cares about the little things in our lives just as much as the big things . . . now my boy winning a tournament is little in the grand scheme of things . . . but to him, it's major. So I sat there and just asked the Lord to allow the Sliders to get a rally going and then what ever happened would just happen.
I hadn't heard from Rick for about 15 minutes so I called back and said, "please tell me the reason you haven't called back is because we have a rally going on!" He said, "YEP!" Bottom of the 6th and Sliders had scored 7 runs - score was 8-7 and Bo was up! He hit one high in the air, it was dropped, two runs were scored! Then the Dirt Bags scored another run and then the Sliders bat again. The score was 9-9 with one out and we had a runner on 1st and 2nd. I can't even tell you how it happened in all the confusion but we got the two runs in and won the game!
TO TOP IT OFF - Bo hit a home run in the game before - over the green monster - into the next field and over the 2nd baseman! I now have four baseballs on my shelf, two grand slams and two home runs!
Bo learned a great deal at this tournament about perseverance and determination, respect for authority and desire to do his best. God can use any situation, any circumstance, any person!
Blessings~
P.
I spotted a Bob Cat - not a cougar - but a good sized Bob Cat! Just a mile from my house in broad daylight. I bet he weighed about 30 pounds! That was one of those times I wish I had a big fancy camera with me all the time!
Bo had a baseball tournament this last weekend in Arkansas City - I wasn't able to be there on Sunday but whenever Rick or I can't make it, we give the other play-by-play over the phone. To make a long story short, the Sliders went to the championship game and it was the bottom of the 5th, the Haysville Dirt Bags were kicken' the Winfield Sliders all over the field with an 8-0 lead. Rick called and gave me details . . . now I've said many times that the Good Lord cares about the little things in our lives just as much as the big things . . . now my boy winning a tournament is little in the grand scheme of things . . . but to him, it's major. So I sat there and just asked the Lord to allow the Sliders to get a rally going and then what ever happened would just happen.
I hadn't heard from Rick for about 15 minutes so I called back and said, "please tell me the reason you haven't called back is because we have a rally going on!" He said, "YEP!" Bottom of the 6th and Sliders had scored 7 runs - score was 8-7 and Bo was up! He hit one high in the air, it was dropped, two runs were scored! Then the Dirt Bags scored another run and then the Sliders bat again. The score was 9-9 with one out and we had a runner on 1st and 2nd. I can't even tell you how it happened in all the confusion but we got the two runs in and won the game!
TO TOP IT OFF - Bo hit a home run in the game before - over the green monster - into the next field and over the 2nd baseman! I now have four baseballs on my shelf, two grand slams and two home runs!
Bo learned a great deal at this tournament about perseverance and determination, respect for authority and desire to do his best. God can use any situation, any circumstance, any person!
Blessings~
P.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
More Life Lessons . . .
It has been an interesting week around our place and let me tell ya, I hope my next weeks ride is smoother!
This is a hard post to type and a hard one to read. Please know . . . we love our horses . . . they consume our time and heart . . .
We had a friend call us about a neighbor who was having a hard time feeding some animals, two horses and a cow w/2 calves. The neighbor just wanted someone who had the capability to feed the animals to take them. So on Thursday, I headed back to our old home place and met our friend, Chris who was going to help get these animals loaded. Now, Chris warned me that the animals were pretty poor and were going to need tender care . . . I thought . . . I've seen skinny horses, I purchased two and now they look great . . . what I found when I got there was one skinny horse and one severely malnourished horse . . . you know, the kind you see in the cowpoke cartoons . . . this horse was way more then what I was expecting. I had to take a step back, have a cry and determine if he was even going to make the long ride home.
We decided to give it a try, we were his only hope. I was standing in the lot guiding the trailer back and I felt something warm on my neck, I turned around and "Prince" the malnourished horse was standing there . . . gooh coming down from his eyes, hooves six inches long and curling from a severe founder, and hip bones protruding . . . I looked in his eyes, put my arms around his neck and hugged him. It was like he was asking me . . . Are you going to help me? I told him that he was God's creature and I would do my best to make him comfortable and ease his pain.
We loaded the skinny horse first and then loaded "Prince". We still had a cow and two calves to load and that was an adventure for another post - yes - I have bruises from a 300 lb. calf slamming me into the trailer - no I am not a seasoned Cowhand able to throw one down - it took four of us - 1 man, 2 women, and 1 man-child. Anyway - back to the horses . . .
I had them in the trailer and the skinny horse was taking advantage of the confined quarters and was picking on "Prince". This is animal nature and so I did what I could to settle them down. We made the hour drive home, got everyone unloaded into the corral and they quickly started munching the weeds, that's how hungry they were. But then "Prince" found a corner and just settled in. Having an empty tummy for so long and then something in it was probably not comfortable on top of the fact that he was in pain from the founder - which is a hoof condition basically caused by too much protein consumption - a stroke in the hoof basically and then severe trauma after that.
We fell in love with him because he was so poor and represented so much . . . suffering. The next morning, we fed them a little more hay . . . introducing food slowly . . . both horses were eating fine together. I then heard the high pitched squeal of a horse whinney when horses are fighting and ran out the door to find Prince down, having slipped in some mud, and the other horse in intense fight mode. Please understand . . .this is animal nature . . . all animals whether cat, dog, rabbit or horse will eliminate the diseased and sick from their herd or pack and that is what this horse was proceeding to do. Of course, me and the B's had a freak out - Bo and I ran out into the corral and were able to back this horse off, Bailey brought the whip and I proceeded to whip him off and back from where Prince was down . . . Kansas has had torrential rain in the last two weeks and we are knee deep in mud in our driest places, we couldn't get Prince up and he'd taken a licken. We protected him, got the other horse tied and I knew I had to make a decision. He was hurt, we couldn't get him up and he was sooo sick.
In a matter of two days we fell in love with this pathetic, helpless horse and grieve our loss. If by any chance God allows animals into heaven, I am sure Prince is in His barn, resting comfortably. One of my husband's co-workers mentioned that at least Prince had one last caring hand before his death.
In a sense, we are just as pathetic and helpless as Prince and all we have to do is ask Jesus for help! I am only human, I can only do so much but the Lord God is so much more powerful then anything we can imagine! He is waiting to help; all you have to do is ask.
I wouldn't trade this life lesson; I will learn from it; I will feel it for quite a while.
Blessings and many life lessons to come,
P.
This is a hard post to type and a hard one to read. Please know . . . we love our horses . . . they consume our time and heart . . .
We had a friend call us about a neighbor who was having a hard time feeding some animals, two horses and a cow w/2 calves. The neighbor just wanted someone who had the capability to feed the animals to take them. So on Thursday, I headed back to our old home place and met our friend, Chris who was going to help get these animals loaded. Now, Chris warned me that the animals were pretty poor and were going to need tender care . . . I thought . . . I've seen skinny horses, I purchased two and now they look great . . . what I found when I got there was one skinny horse and one severely malnourished horse . . . you know, the kind you see in the cowpoke cartoons . . . this horse was way more then what I was expecting. I had to take a step back, have a cry and determine if he was even going to make the long ride home.
We decided to give it a try, we were his only hope. I was standing in the lot guiding the trailer back and I felt something warm on my neck, I turned around and "Prince" the malnourished horse was standing there . . . gooh coming down from his eyes, hooves six inches long and curling from a severe founder, and hip bones protruding . . . I looked in his eyes, put my arms around his neck and hugged him. It was like he was asking me . . . Are you going to help me? I told him that he was God's creature and I would do my best to make him comfortable and ease his pain.
We loaded the skinny horse first and then loaded "Prince". We still had a cow and two calves to load and that was an adventure for another post - yes - I have bruises from a 300 lb. calf slamming me into the trailer - no I am not a seasoned Cowhand able to throw one down - it took four of us - 1 man, 2 women, and 1 man-child. Anyway - back to the horses . . .
I had them in the trailer and the skinny horse was taking advantage of the confined quarters and was picking on "Prince". This is animal nature and so I did what I could to settle them down. We made the hour drive home, got everyone unloaded into the corral and they quickly started munching the weeds, that's how hungry they were. But then "Prince" found a corner and just settled in. Having an empty tummy for so long and then something in it was probably not comfortable on top of the fact that he was in pain from the founder - which is a hoof condition basically caused by too much protein consumption - a stroke in the hoof basically and then severe trauma after that.
We fell in love with him because he was so poor and represented so much . . . suffering. The next morning, we fed them a little more hay . . . introducing food slowly . . . both horses were eating fine together. I then heard the high pitched squeal of a horse whinney when horses are fighting and ran out the door to find Prince down, having slipped in some mud, and the other horse in intense fight mode. Please understand . . .this is animal nature . . . all animals whether cat, dog, rabbit or horse will eliminate the diseased and sick from their herd or pack and that is what this horse was proceeding to do. Of course, me and the B's had a freak out - Bo and I ran out into the corral and were able to back this horse off, Bailey brought the whip and I proceeded to whip him off and back from where Prince was down . . . Kansas has had torrential rain in the last two weeks and we are knee deep in mud in our driest places, we couldn't get Prince up and he'd taken a licken. We protected him, got the other horse tied and I knew I had to make a decision. He was hurt, we couldn't get him up and he was sooo sick.
In a matter of two days we fell in love with this pathetic, helpless horse and grieve our loss. If by any chance God allows animals into heaven, I am sure Prince is in His barn, resting comfortably. One of my husband's co-workers mentioned that at least Prince had one last caring hand before his death.
In a sense, we are just as pathetic and helpless as Prince and all we have to do is ask Jesus for help! I am only human, I can only do so much but the Lord God is so much more powerful then anything we can imagine! He is waiting to help; all you have to do is ask.
I wouldn't trade this life lesson; I will learn from it; I will feel it for quite a while.
Blessings and many life lessons to come,
P.
Monday, June 2, 2008
The Life and Lake Experience!
First of all . . . I have some really great pictures of Rick roping, kids swimming at the "Cowboy Country Club" (our pond), me and Les at the lake, and my kids knee boarding - BUT for some reason, the only computer that I can upload pictures from is my laptop and it is NOT letting me get into Blogger. SO . . . no pictures! :(
But let me just tell ya what life has been like around the Broken Y. B & B are still schooling, working two or three lessons a day in each subject - doing their best to get the stuff done so they can have at least a month off before starting their next year. The K's have learned how to get out both back doors and it seems I am constantly stepping out the back door doin the "Country Holler". I did win a contest on one of our local radio stations on what was called "Call for your kids" - if my kids are on the south back 40, they need to hear me holler! They can! I did - on the air, and I won!
We went to the lake over Memorial Weekend and hung out with the Brazles and their camping cohorts. We took our $.50 garage sale tent and put it up in the middle of all the nice air conditioned RV's. We were told by the experienced campers there that we got a good deal on our tent as it probably would sell for about $250 - it would easily sleep 6-8 people!
Let me tell ya . . .it can withstand a pretty good driving wind and rain. About 2:00am, we got hit with some wind . . . I couldn't find my shorts . . .the howl woke everyone up . . . and the rain started! I still couldn't find my shorts, I was starting to get nervous, I don't to be caught unprepared! I found my shorts, loaded the K's in the back of the van, Rick and the B's were going to tough it out in the tent, ran back to the tent fighting the Kansas wind, grabbed a sleeping bag in the tent, tripped over the edge of the tent, landed flat on my face in the wet grass, managed to get up and get back into the van with the crying K's. Get all settled down . . . and my cell phone rings . . . it's Les . . .she doesn't want to get wet . . . she's in her air conditioned RV . . . she's dry . . .well . . . she can't get her door open because of the horrendous wind! She's looking at the radar on her TV - should move by pretty quickly she says, as she sits in her dry, air conditioned RV, fretting about her poor, pitiful friend in the near tornado weather, not able to get the door open because of the horrendous Kansas wind! JB, on the other hand, admitted he wasn't gettin up, he was comfortable, and he had to be up at 5:30am. He's camped in a tent before and its kinda a "right of passage". Where is the love?
The thunder is booming, the lightning is constant but the K's finally fall asleep, only to have the van door slide open at 3:30am and Princess climbs in . . . "Mom, if it wouldn't be any trouble, would you drive me to the bathroom . . . I've been holding it for 3 hours!" - In the pouring rain and wind! I get up and get in the drivers seat and take her to the bathroom, only to have to unload the K's for a potty stop also. We're soaked, get back to camp, and she jumps out and heads back to the tent . . . crazy.
By 6:00am, the quickly moving, slowest storm of my life drove my adventurous three-some to climb into the van - soaked because the ground was so saturated all the sleeping bags on the tarp got wet. They were ready to head home, get warm, and take a nap! We slept until 9:00am, fed horses, and headed back out.
The wind was miserable most of the day so we fished, hung out, talked, fished some more, then went to the swimming area for a dip. By evening the wind had died and we got the boat out for a trek around the lake. That night we spent about an hour on the lake and had such a good time . . . used minimal gas and were excited for the next day! Living 20 minutes from the lake gave us the luxury to head home Saturday night for a good nights sleep!
Coming back Sunday morning (yes . . . we jipped church) refreshed and ready for some boating action . . . we climbed in and were off! The B's learned how to knee board and did a pretty good job of it! I have pictures! Came back around lunch time and Rick looked at the gas tank that said almost empty. That is crazy, he said, we haven't used a full tank of gas . . . tap, tap, tap . . . the gage must be stuck. We ate lunch and headed back out. . . only to run out of gas in the middle of the lake! A good Samaratin towed us in after I (and those daring enough to get imbarressed) did the "Help Us, Save Us, We're Going to Drown" wave!
We were camped close to the docks so I ran up and asked JB if he had some gas . . . sure nough, he had two BIG cans full . . . I told him I thought someone helped themselves to our gas the night before . . . Dad Brazle thought someone got into his also . . . all the while, JB's BIG gas cans sat right there for the taking.
The no-good thieves took about 3/4 of our tank of gas . . . I wished all kinds of evil and peril on them . . . extreme sunburn . . . dead engine . . .broken wake board . . . tornado . . . sleepless night . . . but then I remembered the Lord said that vengeance was His! All was not lost, we had an excellent time with the Brazles . . . jumped on a jet ski, swam some more and then headed for home. Been so busy since we got home . . . haven't even had a chance to talk to Les or update my blog! When I met Les about two years ago . . . I felt she was a kindred spirit . . . I know she is . . . especially since she worried so for her friends safety in her nice, dry, air conditioned RV. Oh yeah, she couldn't get the door open because of the horrendous wind! JB on the other hand . . . thank goodness he had gas!
That was our Memorial weekend! Now . . . stay tuned! The long awaited closing on our old home is taking place on Friday! Glory BE! Talk about being put through the fire . . . I'll give more details on that later . . . for now . . . laundry, house cleaning, garden work, real estate, more laundry . . . you know the routine!
Blessings~
P.
But let me just tell ya what life has been like around the Broken Y. B & B are still schooling, working two or three lessons a day in each subject - doing their best to get the stuff done so they can have at least a month off before starting their next year. The K's have learned how to get out both back doors and it seems I am constantly stepping out the back door doin the "Country Holler". I did win a contest on one of our local radio stations on what was called "Call for your kids" - if my kids are on the south back 40, they need to hear me holler! They can! I did - on the air, and I won!
We went to the lake over Memorial Weekend and hung out with the Brazles and their camping cohorts. We took our $.50 garage sale tent and put it up in the middle of all the nice air conditioned RV's. We were told by the experienced campers there that we got a good deal on our tent as it probably would sell for about $250 - it would easily sleep 6-8 people!
Let me tell ya . . .it can withstand a pretty good driving wind and rain. About 2:00am, we got hit with some wind . . . I couldn't find my shorts . . .the howl woke everyone up . . . and the rain started! I still couldn't find my shorts, I was starting to get nervous, I don't to be caught unprepared! I found my shorts, loaded the K's in the back of the van, Rick and the B's were going to tough it out in the tent, ran back to the tent fighting the Kansas wind, grabbed a sleeping bag in the tent, tripped over the edge of the tent, landed flat on my face in the wet grass, managed to get up and get back into the van with the crying K's. Get all settled down . . . and my cell phone rings . . . it's Les . . .she doesn't want to get wet . . . she's in her air conditioned RV . . . she's dry . . .well . . . she can't get her door open because of the horrendous wind! She's looking at the radar on her TV - should move by pretty quickly she says, as she sits in her dry, air conditioned RV, fretting about her poor, pitiful friend in the near tornado weather, not able to get the door open because of the horrendous Kansas wind! JB, on the other hand, admitted he wasn't gettin up, he was comfortable, and he had to be up at 5:30am. He's camped in a tent before and its kinda a "right of passage". Where is the love?
The thunder is booming, the lightning is constant but the K's finally fall asleep, only to have the van door slide open at 3:30am and Princess climbs in . . . "Mom, if it wouldn't be any trouble, would you drive me to the bathroom . . . I've been holding it for 3 hours!" - In the pouring rain and wind! I get up and get in the drivers seat and take her to the bathroom, only to have to unload the K's for a potty stop also. We're soaked, get back to camp, and she jumps out and heads back to the tent . . . crazy.
By 6:00am, the quickly moving, slowest storm of my life drove my adventurous three-some to climb into the van - soaked because the ground was so saturated all the sleeping bags on the tarp got wet. They were ready to head home, get warm, and take a nap! We slept until 9:00am, fed horses, and headed back out.
The wind was miserable most of the day so we fished, hung out, talked, fished some more, then went to the swimming area for a dip. By evening the wind had died and we got the boat out for a trek around the lake. That night we spent about an hour on the lake and had such a good time . . . used minimal gas and were excited for the next day! Living 20 minutes from the lake gave us the luxury to head home Saturday night for a good nights sleep!
Coming back Sunday morning (yes . . . we jipped church) refreshed and ready for some boating action . . . we climbed in and were off! The B's learned how to knee board and did a pretty good job of it! I have pictures! Came back around lunch time and Rick looked at the gas tank that said almost empty. That is crazy, he said, we haven't used a full tank of gas . . . tap, tap, tap . . . the gage must be stuck. We ate lunch and headed back out. . . only to run out of gas in the middle of the lake! A good Samaratin towed us in after I (and those daring enough to get imbarressed) did the "Help Us, Save Us, We're Going to Drown" wave!
We were camped close to the docks so I ran up and asked JB if he had some gas . . . sure nough, he had two BIG cans full . . . I told him I thought someone helped themselves to our gas the night before . . . Dad Brazle thought someone got into his also . . . all the while, JB's BIG gas cans sat right there for the taking.
The no-good thieves took about 3/4 of our tank of gas . . . I wished all kinds of evil and peril on them . . . extreme sunburn . . . dead engine . . .broken wake board . . . tornado . . . sleepless night . . . but then I remembered the Lord said that vengeance was His! All was not lost, we had an excellent time with the Brazles . . . jumped on a jet ski, swam some more and then headed for home. Been so busy since we got home . . . haven't even had a chance to talk to Les or update my blog! When I met Les about two years ago . . . I felt she was a kindred spirit . . . I know she is . . . especially since she worried so for her friends safety in her nice, dry, air conditioned RV. Oh yeah, she couldn't get the door open because of the horrendous wind! JB on the other hand . . . thank goodness he had gas!
That was our Memorial weekend! Now . . . stay tuned! The long awaited closing on our old home is taking place on Friday! Glory BE! Talk about being put through the fire . . . I'll give more details on that later . . . for now . . . laundry, house cleaning, garden work, real estate, more laundry . . . you know the routine!
Blessings~
P.
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