Ack! Ick! Nnnnnooooooooo! I think my laptop may have died. It beeps, rudely, at my efforts to revive it. Sure, its been telling me for months it wanted, no NEEDED, a new battery. Did I listen? Hardly, so instead it chose to check out on me. I admitted it to the hospital 3 hours ago…
Raindrop keep fallin’ on my…Cannas. I don’t think they mind. Amen.
I’m considering investing in one of those daily pill holders as seen on every nursing home bedside table in the country. I don’t take any med’s but do believe in the power of vitamins. My daily routine of vitamins takes precious seconds out of my morning and rushes me, which endangers my life considering the…
Texas is getting pretty dusty which translates to I got pretty dusty Wednesday August 27th. Since I can feel my shorts getting a wee bit snug I walked a little farther than normal. And I even remembered to take a bottle of water along. Here is what I saw. I was more than pleased to…
I was going to spend Labor Day blogging, cleaning my house and making lists. I went to a roping with my husband instead. I read 3/4 of “Left Behind”, ate a hot link and a Snickers, drank 5 bottles of water, half a coke and took this picture of Rob on Pokey. Maybe I’ll be more…
Normally I am very keen on knowing exactly what breeds I have in my flock. Not that I’m concerned about genetics, no, any and all chicks that hatch on my little plot are bound to be Heinz 57. I just like to know so when people come over I can say “Oh, look! There is…
As I mentioned Wednesday I spent a considerable amount of time attempting to convert my flock into bona fide Southern Baptists. 3 hours to be exact. To be a Southern Baptist is quite simple. Love Jesus, act each day as a missionary on the field of life, don’t dance (at least when anyone is watching!) and…
Recently a good friend of my mothers moved 3 hours away. She left her home, her family farm and her friends. She left with her daughter who is about to be 15 years old. My first thought was divorce and I was horrified knowing how long and happily the couple had been married. Thankfully it wasn’t…
I have a confession to make. Wednesday August 20th I walked. To my chicken pen. And took over 300 pictures of my chickens while attempting to covert them into Southern Baptists. Not sure if it worked….more on that Friday! And since I figured walking to my chicken pen didn’t qualify as “A Walk”, much as…
I made this cake for my mom ’cause she loves Amaretto. So do I, come to think of it….which is why I made myself a little treat as well! It is moist, creamy and the frosting….it’s the kind you make when you are home alone to ensure you get to lick the beaters. And the spatula. And…
The Wicked Chicken 