Good Things

RAIN is a good thing, we've received over 1.5 inches...I'd be more exact but the gauge is leaning and it was pouring when we checked it.  Spent the evening at Open House in the Middle School.  Good rain and good teachers.  

Happy Birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY.....39 AND HOLDING.....REALLY!

Chicken Ranching Girl

Little Red here won some big  $$ while showing her chicken at the Cement International Fair.  She was blessed to receive two blue first place ribbons for ONE chicken! She thinks that is pretty cool!

The two below entertained and pestered the masses. 

These four were there to visit, observe and appreciate young heifer and chicken exhibitors.  One of them was blessed with winning $100 and he thought that was COOL! 

Losing Things

Today I am glad that God made me...and that he glued my arms and legs on....if not, I'd be looking for them.  I couldn't find my purse this morning and now I cannot find my little camera.  I'd be posting a picture off of it if I could!!  May your day be more organized than mine.

Flagging Traffic

Husband said in years past while he and his siblings "showed hogs" (gobs of hogs) his Daddy would "coach" from the sidelines, said he looked like he could have landed an aircraft at any minute....watch the judge, walk it this way, move out of the corner and so on and so forth....Husband isn't too animated in his flagging. He does a good job!!! 

Baked Chicken...

Bake chicken at 102*.....hopefully only for a few more days.....

PopPop

A boy and his Pop Pop...this little booger is our miracle baby, yes, I've blogged about him before, but it amazes me everytime I see him...he is a miracle, full of life and repeating everything....he is well loved. 

Peach Fuzz

While traveling on our little trip to New Braunfels we stopped at a peach stand near Lampasses, Texas.  They were WONDERFUL!  Each peach was heavily covered in fuzz and the conversation soon centered around the phrase "peach fuzz" and it's origination.  We ate and discussed peaches....meanwhile youngest was rubbing the peach on his face....30 minutes later we pulled into an H.E.B. store to buy benedryl...he had a reaction to the real peach fuzz.....

Cold Front

The wind is blowing from the North...we just might have snow tomorrow!!  They say if you don't like the weather wait a day or two and it will change.  We are ready for some change here...not the Obama kind though.

Hecklers

Oldest Kid is riding a horse for our neighbor.  The two Hecklers on the fence were all full of advice, words of wisdom and encouraging comments...such as "if you kick the bucket I get your _____________", or "Spur her some more, we want to see some action".   No bucket kicking has occured.  All three have been forced back to the salt mines...school.

Our Back to School Ritual

Each morning on the first day of school we pose for "the" picture.  The boys hold up the number of fingers which represent the grade they'll be attending ......  for my benefit as I might not always date them correctly nor will I remember if Rip or Snort was wearing that outfit in the 5th or 6th or 7th or 8th grade...Our youngest darling must have been too sleepy to hold his hand up straight...so that you could see that he's entering the 5th grade.  Bless his heart...his mean old parents have worked him to a frazzle over the summer...

Early AM

Getting up early is hard on me.  Rip & Snort here didn't appreciate it much either, they had been to the lake yesterday, were sunburned a bit and were tired.  But before the sun came up we were baling hay....until a minor hydraulic leak forced a trip to Chickasha for a replacement hose as well as biscuits and gravy at Braums.  The boys did a great job fixing our little problem....that is why God gave us boys...He knew that their Momma was a mechanical idgit. 

The Joy's of Summertime

Ahh, the joys of Summertime!  Cool spring fed water with nice fish that nibble on your toes!!  This is a great place to swim, to visit and to eat!!  Thanks friend of ours!!!

Cooking Flop

Breakfast Flop
Nothing like starting out ones Betty Crockerness of the Day with a big ol' flop!  This is my first cooking experience with French Toast....and it will probably be the last...soggy mess.  Where is Julia when you need her??
Eight chicken eggs were wasted in the carnage...

Polly Wolly

Oldest Kid took liberties with our camera and we are now blessed with 10K pix of Polly Wolly and her baby.  This was taken in late May so baby is bigger and momma is skinnier.  But our grass is still GREEN!  What a blessing rain in July is!