Frankie and Slim

Frankie and Slim
Happy New Year

Monday, May 30, 2005

Just Who Is Kilroy

I told Jessi her striker friend looked like Kilroy and Jessi did not know who Kilory was. This is in case you need to know. (Jessi told me how to create web links in my blog entries, so if you click on the blue word "this" it will take you to the link.)

Look at Jessi -- see Jessi and Kilroy strike! Posted by Hello

Sunday, May 29, 2005


Gen. Richard Myers, Chm Joint Chiefs of Staff, reminded us that we celebrate ten National holidays a year and that Memorial Day is the holiday that honors those who sacrificed to make the other nine possible.


To heck with preachers, this is the week to feel sorry for PKs (Preacher's Kids) or TO's (Theological Offspring).

Memorial weekend marks the beginning of Oklahoma UMC Annual Conference. It has great meaning for me. Usually I would attend church camp and find out after camp that we would be moving. Once I went to camp, then went to my grandparents for a few days, then went to a new home in a different town. I can't remember which move that was, but I can remember it was traumatic. However, I did get some gypsy in my soul. In my first marriage we moved 17 times in nine years. Four years was the longest I lived anywhere until the children and I moved into the Tulsa house. My next move will be soon. Ron and I will move from 320 to 321 -- right across the street -- in approximately 3 months! That is going to be an exciting move.

Saturday, May 28, 2005


Wayne and Binky are very nice guests. Below is my Markering of Binky from 2003 when he was a pup of 12. He has slowed only a tiny bit at age 14 (or 98 in dog years).

I only have one complaint. Wayne took over my chickens when I ran to Tulsa and now won't give them back. I should enjoy the rest, but he doesn't tuck them in quite like I do and I fear he thinks they are livestock instead of chicken-children. God Forbid!

Binky The Bass Wrestling Dog Posted by Hello

Friday, May 27, 2005

So Special

A birthday greeting
Can't get much better
Than a perfect card and
A Chicken Sweater!

Thank you sister.

Well, a duster paw and a tractor fan is pretty cool too. And Pot Roast with gravy owed is super.

(Warning, this pattern chicken sweater copyright "c 2005 Design Options, Inc." All Rights Reserved)

A birthday greeting Posted by Hello


I feel like I am living in an episode of "Grumpy Old Men". Ron playing an exact Walter Matthau and Wayne doing a close Jack Lemmon. Think we'll share the joy and travel to Pittsburg today for a quick visit.

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Ryan at bat Posted by Hello

Dillon, Tandy, Ryan, Mother, Beth Posted by Hello

Some Structures Crumble

Jenny Impey, Minister High Street Methodist Church, Maidenhead, England is writing this week's Disciplines devotionals. Today regards some buildings that remain standing after a hurricane while others are destroyed and she compared that to our faith. She wrote, "What holds us firm when the storms come is not our outward faith but our inner foundation." I read this tonight after coming back from Tulsa and being with mother and feeling so grateful to her and Dad for our strong inner foundations. Elenore had to be feeling it as they travel home from Florida today and Print as they prepare for Annual Conference next week. We are all so blessed!

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Up and Running

If the rain will let me, I'll be heading down the highway for Tulsie Town soon.

If you're looking for me,
you know where I be......

Saturday, May 21, 2005


Today is THE DAY and we wish you congratulations and blessings :-)


Happy Birthday To You Dear Elaine

It is the birthday today of Elaine.
We hope blessings fall without rain
We know she loves her new house.
She is greatly loved by family and spouse.
Why Naples? She’ll be glad to explain!

Chicks Are Named

Wonderful day yesterday. Chelle, Mike, and Hope arrived to meet the chickens and play and have lunch with me. Ron and Snuffy were busy talking and fishing. The new, fluffy baby chicks were a huge hit. All now have names. We have six Noble Davies, One Bonus, a Lilly, a Lil, a Dolly, a Chicken Little.

Thursday, May 19, 2005


Snuffy a/k/a C.W. a/k/a Wayne has arrived with his Bass Wrestling dog, Binky. Ron has already whisked them away to the Marmeton River. Two smiling Chiefs telling The Tales of The Sea.....again and again.

Looking out of kitchen into bathroom/utility room. Posted by Hello

The back of house. Posted by Hello

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Parade of chicks Posted by Hello

Easter Egg Chickens Posted by Hello

Great Expectations

The babies have arrived. They have far exceeded my greatest expectations. These are one-day-old Arracanans. They are knows as Easter Egg Chickens because they will lay eggs in varitions of greens, blues and, yes, even some pink. We ordered ten and received eleven. The dark gray one shall be known as Bonus. There are six that appear identical in shades of brown and gold, so they are named the Noble Davies, for the most noble David Colladay. This leaves two, soft gray ones and two soft blonde ones for Mike and Hope to name when they visit on Friday.

The Right Reverend Human  Posted by Hello

Pause For A Limerick


Happy, Happy Birthday Pauline!


We both had our appointments with cardiologist yesterday. Doctor said we are very healthy except for the minor fact that we are both TOO FAT! Ron left the room before the doctor got more serious about it.

Today's devotional says, "We are to fuel our bodies with good food and properly attend to their care." Well, the food has been "good" alright, but I more think it is to be good as in "good-for-you". Ron, of course, thinks just the opposite.

So, anyone who wants to pray for our attention to right eating and exercise, we will truly appreciate it.

However, you can put the prayers for us aside until you finish praying for Christy and Ethan's wedding. So far there are three horror stories to tell their children.....and someday the stories will be funny, just not yet. Oh, who to feel sorry for? The bride and groom or the mother-of-the-bride???

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Retirement is the 7th Day

Chelle led her church group last night in a lesson on Pentecost. She planned to use Atomic Fireballs candy in the lesson. It will be interesting to hear how it went. I know it went very well.

Tandy had a house full of little girls last night for Beth's slumber party. He has worked hard all week getting the house ready for this special group. It is an almost given that these girls will go home today having had the time of their lives and Beth will be appreciative of her dad for making her birthday wish come true.

The devotional today says to imagine God as the nurturing mother coming home from work. She sits on porch in a rocking chair and views the goodness of her children working for the well being of others.

This analogy makes me happy on two levels. First to think of God with the face of a working woman who looks on her children with such pride! Second to remember that even God rested on the 7th day. Suddenly I realize after over 30 years in the workplace and playing dual role as head-of-household and homemaker, I can rest in this retirement. Ron keeps telling me it is okay not to always be doing something. He keeps saying that people need to take a course on retirement. We know that he earned his retirement in his over 30 years service.

My course on retirement was learned this morning. I now can see that Retirement is the 7th Day.

Saturday, May 14, 2005


Tandy called this morning. He held out the phone so I could hear Ryan marching in his first parade. Ryan played the base drum. It was so cool, and, of course I cried. I think if Tandy hadn't been laughing so hard he was about to cry too. He is doing an excellent job of embarrassing Ryan to death! That is rule one of parenting. As the band was warmng up, Tandy yelled at the flute player, "Play that funky music white boy" while Ryan ducked in shame. Then, during the parade, I heard Tandy yell, "That's my boy!" as the band was marching by. I'm sure Ryan ducked again.

So, what else is that guy and his family doing? Well, the boys have won their last four baseball games and Beth is having her first slumber party tonight. Hopefully you can check Odd's blog and get updates on the party.


For the beauty of the earth,
for the glory of the skies,
for the love which from our birth
over and around us lies,
Lord of all,
to thee we raise
this our hymn
of grateful praise.

...Folliot S. Pierpoint, 1864

Standing by an overflowing pond and listening to the sounds of nature after shooing away the baby chickens grouped around my feet, this verse was brought to mind.

Friday, May 13, 2005

Strawberry Pig

I am a strawberry pig. Our garden is beginning to overflow and I am filled with evil greed as I pick them and eat them all.

Thursday, May 12, 2005


Sunday Ron told me he saw a hummingbird scouting for feeders. Tuesday evening I remembered and put out two feeders. Wednesday morning I sat outside with my coffee and waited, only to be rewarded by the first visiting hummingbird of the season. Chelle called and said, “Our first hummingbird came to the feeder today.” I replied, “We had our first hummingbird visitor this morning as well.” Chelle then said, “I only put out the feeders last night.” And I replied, “I did too.” Chelle replied, “We saw the first hummingbird scouting for feeders on Sunday.” “So did we!” I shouted. Chelle used to complain that everytime she had a headache, I had a headache too. She thought I was making up my headache. Do you think she thinks I was making up my hummingbird?

Hardened Hearts

Anne Frank said, " spite of everything, I still believe people are good at heart." That is becoming a more difficult philosophy to embrace.

We must take our "good hearts" and wrap them tightly around innocent children who are victims of violence at the hands of repeat villains.

We must take our "good hearts" and harden them toward the perpetrators and predators. We must let the murderers know that they had their ONE chance (not their 6th or their 11th!) and now they must be corralled for the remainder of their natural lives or make them face the executioner. At that point we trust our Creator to judge.

Caring adults can blink and lose sight of their child. Children deserve some freedom, some exploring time, some time to be children. Children need freedom to stretch their imaginations. Therefore we must NEVER blink and take our eyes off known maniacs and deviant predators

Wednesday, May 11, 2005


I listen closely in an attempt to learn chicken language. There is a language among chickens. The rooster signals and even the baby chicks understand.

This morning the chickens are all alive. Last night Macy said,"Ann, are any of your baby chickens dead yet?" "No" I responded. "Good" Macy said, "I sure hope they don't die."

Watching chickens is peaceful and enjoyable. A squirrel joined me to watch. We both sat quietly. I spoke to the squirrel and all the baby chicks perked ups and came rushing to me. They swarmed like bees at my feet. Oh my, I wonder what expectations they have of their mother?

At least the babies have learned about strength in numbers. They now move together as if they are a single cloud.

"All gifts are welcome" the devotional states, "no matter." Wisdom, knowledge, faith, healing, miracles, prophecy, judging. Gifts are in varities but the same Spirit.

It is wonderful to be outside. We have big red strawberries popping out. A Big Blue Heron comes to our shallow pond to be nourished on frogs and crawdads. As I listen I hear, drifting along on a gentle breeze. the hammering and suddenly the loud strong voice of my beloved..."G__D___F_____!" end quote :-)

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

What's a Nora Bean?

Happy first birthday to Nora Bean. Just bet her Kansas grandparents are trying to devise some way to get to Chicago!

This is also a birthday, of sorts, for Boss Hog and the remaining 9 of the dirty dozen. They arrived at our home on this day last year. They were one week old at the time.

The new chickens survived the night. They were all shut in together last night with the babies sleeping below the normal chicken roost and all the big chickens grouped at the opposite end of the house, huddled in fright of the little girls.

It is my plan to go to HMS (Her Majesties Studio) every morning and start my day with meditation, planning and then move to exercise. I must get started really early today because it is going to be a scorcher of a day.

The refrigerator from Tulsa house has been moved into this house and all the groceries swapped out. The Tulsa refrigerator is still like new and it's kind of a fond memory to open it now and reach inside.

I'm going to spend a portion of my day attempting to mentally solve the exclusiveness of this small town. My meditation for today deals with inclusiveness and got me to thinking, that on a much smaller scale, this is not much different than the United States going to Iraq and seeking acceptance. We can volunteer our services. We can provide money for projects. But beyond our stepping forward, we are useless and never approached in friendship. Around here, the Emperor has NO CLOTHES and that is that! Well, I hope to motivate myself to become a fly in the ointment right along with M.H. (My Husband).

Monday, May 09, 2005


Today the Twylas and Junes met Boss Hog and the Ladies. Ron invented a wonderful metal house for the little girls and put it in the corner of the hen house. This way they have a place to retreat and to harbor their own food and water in case the hens get aggressive. The Twylas and Junes ventured out of their house to the center of the hen house. The Ladies ventured into the hen house. Then the ladies ventured back out. They returned with The Boss. Boss Hog and the ladies grouped in the corner opposite the T's and J's. Each group sent a representative to the middle of the hen house. The big chickens were big chickens. The little girls were very aggressive and eager for some fowl companionship. Soon The Boss strolled over, looked at the five Twylas and the five Junes. Then he turned and marched out. All the gossiping hens followed him, leaving the new girls to stretch their tiny necks and try to see outside the chicken house as they gather their nerve to venture out. To Be Continued


"It is all about me" once again as I struggle with weight, cholesterol, undue stress.

This Monday we are reminded of The Spirit and urged to be in touch with The Spirit within us and within those we encounter. Look for the presence. It is a great challenge to carry into this new day, this new week. We should be attuned to all our senses for revelation and release.

The good news -- We purchased new toilet for new house.

The bad news -- Refrigerator broke. (The chickens will be eating very well all week.)

Sunday, May 08, 2005

Elizabeth's Day

She is a sweetheart our wonderful Beth
A beauty that takes away breath
Her ninth birthday is here
Let’s give her a special cheer......
(As her dad plots her future boyfriend's painful death!)


Today is special for another Elizabeth


I am so grateful this Mother's Day to have such a wonderful mother.

and another Elizabeth


I am fulfilled to be a mother and mother-in-law and godmother and stepmother and grandmother and enjoy such a vital, interesting and spectacular passel of talented, charming, capable big and little kids.

Saturday, May 07, 2005

What will be

The long wall is the outside of our master bedroom closet. The still open side is the bathroom, utility room. Since I took these photos an actual window has been put in place at the back. It is so exciting.

We're talking walls! Posted by Hello

More Progress Posted by Hello

Friday, May 06, 2005

Seis de Mayo

Here’s to the memory of my best friend Pat
Who would listen to me mindlessly chat.
Then with a most loving smile
After I had rambled quite a long while,
She calmly advised, “Oh you should not do that“.

Today is Patricia Ann’s birthday. It should always be celebrated. We are so much better off because she was in our lives.

Jessi and Travis, your mom's split present from me is in the mail.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Closing The Gap

Today the fence was finished. Last year our neighbor Cindy moved back to California and we had not put up the fence between her place and ours. The new neighbors moved in with their four pit bulls. Ron completed most of our fence but there was one section that was rocky and made driving fence post very difficult. The neighbor's pit bulls turned into eight plus they added four rat terriers. Last night, just as we let the chickens out and headed out for our evening drive, three of the neighbor's dogs came bounding through the space in the fence and headed for our house. Today's priority -- close the gap. It is done!

Monday, May 02, 2005


I tiptoed into Hope's room to make sure she was sleeping and she was but when I looked at her little angel face I saw Chelle when she was a little girl. It's the first time I realized how much Hope looks like her mommy. She certainly acts like her mommy.

Mike was busy hiding in the woods so the neighborhood girls could not find him. They ride up and down the road on their motor vehicle looking and looking for Michael. (I keep forgetting he goes by Michael and not Mike.) I'm sure it won't be long before he stops hiding from the girls.