Listening to the Radio

How nice to hear the radio in the background. Where my PC is located I can open the front door and listen to my grandkids playing in their yard and all animals you would ever want to hear and softly in the kitchen is the radio playing.
I have lived in the country ALL of my life, no city dweller here, ever....Kent is originally from Dallas and that to me is just weird. I can't imagine living where you walk outside and have no privacy. I love the area we live in and the area I came from, when ever I go back home it still feels good.
Mom and Doe's house has been sold but to family members so I feel like anytime I want to visit I can stop by and just get a house hug, Granny and GranPa's place has been gone a long time the barns are still standing and I love to go just walk by them and remember how much I hated her chickens, but loved the routine of gathering eggs and feeding the hens. So much of that way of life, my grands will never know.
My father in law has cows, but they are not the gentle beast that GrandPa had. Ferdnand was the bulls name and he was a huge hereford, he would let you sit on him.
I would ride the tractor with GrandPa and his dog Mutt. GrandPa tied a piece of carpet on the hood of the Int. Harv. tractor and me and the dog would help him shredd the pasture for hours. Never thought about the danger, I was just with my GrandPa and Mutt.
We lived across the pasture from them so I have tons of memories of them.
Our childhood friend Milton......
Milton and Jackie built a cabin in the woods and they would allow me in it but not much. Granny helped them with the decor. She would just let them do anything, but then Jackie was her favorite. Me and Milton just got stuck out in the cold when it came the Granny.
One time we three went to the creek behind Uncle Roy and Aunt Sis's house, they had managed to get a rope over this awesome limb and we could swing way out over the creek and run up the side...OMG it was fun...Well you know back then the preachers would come visit. That day was not a good day to be impressing the Saints of Woosley, because we got caught coming out of the creek with mud slung from asshole to appetite. Doe's old Chevy truck, " The Apache" was our mode of transportation and it too was covered. Mom and Doe just shook there heads but never made us feel bad about being kids.
Another memory I have is at the kitchen sink. After supper Jackie would wash, Milton would rinse and I would dry the dishes ( no dishwasher) It would be HOT in that kitchen and one time Milton took the dish rag and wiped his face and head from sweat then gave it back to me and I finished drying the dishes. Mom never said a word but I remember Doe hollering at him for it, never thought nothing about it.
Then there was that damn shetland pony..........he hated Milton!

She's Gone!!!!

Well my sister came in on Wed. and left today on Monday..When she gets to come down we have so much fun and work so hard, I think we are both glad to be rid of one another when the time ends. We got into so much trouble this time, I am wondering just how old we really are. Painted the porch, helped clean house, garage sales, visited Carla in Winnsboro, mowed yards and she was helping Kent at one point and got catapulted across the back yard...This pole that was in her way almost secured the fact that Kent would never have any more children..I laughed so hard I wet all over myself and then Kent made me finish what we was doing in my wet clothes and kept calling me pissy pants... my sister laid there for about 5 minutes making sure she did not have a stroke in the process. It was one of those priceless moments...and I am sooooo glad no video was in the area.

Kharley has started softball, it makes for very long and interesting games. Lots of walking in this age group. She is having a great time. Kentlee will graduate this weekend from Alphabet Hill PreSchool and Kyle turns 3 on the 28th. MY MY how they grow.

Jack (father in law) manages to boss us from Waco. He went with Tony and Janey to watch Shelby play for Regional quarter finals in/around Waco a(they did win) and could not find his car keys. He called and ask if we would go see if he locked them in the car where he left it. Sure enough he did. Got his car home and he was happy. Tony brought him home...Thank you Tony for getting him home safe, we probably would have killed him.

Carla and Paul's home in Winnsboro is wonderful. So picture perfect, pics need to go in some magazine.. She has such talent. Her yard and landscape was so peaceful. Thanks for the tour.

I started the 40lb 40 day diet, so far 8.9 down, we will see. If any one else brings me any more dewberries I am gonna hurt them. Last nite I made a berry cobbler first one of the season and Stack hand cranked a freezer full of ice cream.....I was doing so good on that damn diet, but I could not resist the temptation....It was everything you can imagine GOOD! Kyle gave Stack a run for the money on who could eat the most. Finally Mom said no more! He just hung his little head down and cried, WELL I ain't havin it! Just one more small little bitty bite and I told him he could have what Stack left, which was none...Anyway he did cry anymore, Sorry Janie, when you have grands you can over rule the Mom...

Well I need to check on Kent for a pulse, he just finished weed eating the yard, Jeannette and Sarah just didn't get as close to the house as he likes.
Good nite to all and hope to get back soon. Nen

Another Saturday Nite!

On my way to the man cave even tho I did not get a personal invitation, by God I'm going! Kent had to work today and as soon as he got home he grabbed his shotgun and bottle and off he went to shoot skeet. I will figure that sport out one day. Anyway, I had just finished getting out of Janie's way and was on my way home so I could go shop for groceries, when Kent said what he was doing. Well I shopped and got the groceries put up, can hear the kids playing on the trampoline and I am lonesome, (but sick of kids) so I will partake in a little adult bullshitting and 42 playing, I hope. I hope all the Mom's reading this have a day of your wishes tomorrow on Mothers day, I know I will. Good nite and wish me luck.....Come ON!

Elementary My Dear

Western Week will be the death Kharley's true sense of fashion. In trying to make her smile, just one time this week, I drug out my Great Aunt Myrtle's authenic western dress. Red and White gingham ck. It was bound to be made out of the cheapest material in the world, (made during the depression) but it was well built. Like the ever ready bunny, it keeps going and going. Janie wore this dress during her high school years she graduated in 99, I wore this dress in 76 at our BiCenntenial celebration in High school. My sister ( who is ALOT older than I am) wore it way back in the 60's for her western day. So I am glad I still have it and hope this will bring my Kharley's smile back. Next week back to shorts, tshirts and flip flops! The boys Kentlee and Kyle have poison ivy/oak, and are miserable and pink from calamine lotion.
We are still watching the postage stamp sized garage sale tv, just hate to spend the money for a new TV when we really should be outside until we go to bed.
Softball season has started and not to a very good start, but the Lady Bugs will triumph! or at least score, please someone, just one run is all we are asking for! Okay I gotta go iron that relic of a dress for Thursday so hope my iron doesn't spit rust on it! (Aunt Myrtle it was a mistake if it happens, I swear)

End of the WeekEnd

I just asked Kent to figure out a way we could retire. His comment, "Being off all the time would kill me" We both took off on Friday so we had a 3 day working weekend. We are fixing to put up a calf in the lot at the barn, so we cleaned on it for 2 days, found an old water well up there and managed to have enough equipment around here to draw water from it. This means we won't have to haul water to the barn. If you have never done this, it sucks. The bucket was hanging on the fence, the pulley was in the garage, the A frame was from Mom and Doe's. All we needed was a rope. Kent said I had to go buy one he was not giving up his rope he used for the boat and the river. 50" rope works but could use a longer one. We cleaned, trimmed trees, repaired fence and mowed. Today I went with Janie, Jeff and kids to look at a house. It was nice and I hope they can figure out a way to get it. They need more room and want to live on Granny's place. Verdict is still out on that one. I would miss them terribly. Supper was prepared by Chef Mama and it was wonderful. A RIBEYE STEAK AND TATER IS HARD TO BEAT. He can get the best "scald" on a ribeye, best one so far this year. Belly is full and sleepy, great way to end the weekend!

Another Wednesday

Kent is at the shed with the boyz. I know he loves his Wednesdays. I still have not got the courage to buy more paint, so the porch is not completely finished. Looking for that day though. Carla came by to see us this afternoon, I have missed her and was real glad to see her. It is like she is on the other side of the world in Winnsboro, a whole 30 miles away. I want to go see her new house and just have not made the time, but I will I promise. Janie and her family came down and had supper with us tonite, I didn't think there would be enough but sure enough every one got full and they have all just left. Jeannette was going to come in this weekend for Canton, but with the rain coming she backed out so I had the house cleaned for just me, wow it sure feels good to come home to a clean, smelling good house. Since we/Kent started working on the porch I have just kinda let everything slide and it was sure showing. I think Jeannette should just call me once a month to say she is coming up just so I will get my ass in gear to clean. It is real important to me what she thinks when it comes to my house. She treats me like a queen when I go visit her, she always has a little surprise on my pillow....I love that. I do good to put clean sheets on the bed for her. Granny Jennie has been gone 3 year on the 26th of the Month. I miss her so much, for the last 10 years of her life she was in the nursing home and just knowing she was there and going by to visit was a comforting feeling for me. Even though she couldn't get out and walk the pasture or chase the bull with the umbrella we could still talk and laugh and she always could make me laugh. (crying, wonder if I ever will think of her and not cry)I want to be just like her to my grandkids. I want them to always want to come to my house and don't ever want them to think they are a burden. Janie, well that's a different story...just kiddin Jane, you have no idea how much I love you and wish I could have been a better Mom, one of them that always knew exactly what to do and when to do before it needed to be done. Like you are turning out to be. Enough with the gooy shit, she should know I love her or I think a lot of that kid, that is what Granny used to tell us..."I think a lot of you kids" never heard her say I love you...WELL LISTEN TO ME GRANNY JENNIE " I LOVE YOU AND THINK A LOT OF YOU, STILL."

Liquor Cabinet

Get your attention? Well some might know this others not, Kent has been screening in our back porch for month's now, got it finished and it is wonderful. We had a lot of old barn wood left over and he decides to make a cabinet for the porch. (Deep breath, exhale) It has taken every spare moment and weekend since the last piece of screen went up to complete this cabinet. IT IS AWESOME. He is so picky when it comes to shit like this. He is also a machinist, which will drive anyone with a random thought crazy. He had the plan in his head and NO ONE is allowed to know what the plan is until he reveals it. It is so heavy, I could not move it or help him move it from the garage to the porch, so he called in reinforcements. Thanks Pete, (use a heating pad and ice bags, alternate it will help.) Anyway, while Kent has been really busy on the cabinet, I have tried to keep myself as busy, so I thought I would paint the raw wood on the outside of the porch. Got my paint, brushes, rollers and straight edge, opened that canof paint.....Now mind you I love the color RED, but candy apple, whore house red is not my favorite, so guess what color I managed to bring home..candy apple whore house red...I painted one board, thought maybe when it dries it will be darker, so I went to the west side of the porch and painted another board thinking if it dries faster in the west sun maybe it will be darker...So I stop Kent and I ask him, what do you think of this color of paint, he said "You remember your Mother's dining room?" I said " I think I will find another color of red, that better suits my taste and not my Mom's"
To be continued..