THE WIZARD

We're off to see the Wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Missouri! That would be Mike. We'll see a Munchkin too -- that would be Hope. We might catch a glimpse of Kit and Chelle, but our primary task will be to guard the castle gate. Find us on cell if you need us.

Lookie, lookie -- exciting huh? Yep! Stay tuned :-) 

It's really going to happen! 

Ron's good work in progress for our future home!!! 

HUSH MY MOUTH

Okay, the times they are a'changin'. Look at the bloggers. See the bloggers misspell, make typos, fail to capitalize, fail to punctuate. It is a personal journal for goodness sake and they are letting us look. The old, non-managers should not criticize or even consult for that matter. Enjoy the content and move on. I am old and old school. Perhaps I will change to be more "in". Forgive me all ye who have been offended by my unsolicited judgement.

Look at this big boy and his girlfriends. Isn't the Boss a pretty boy? 

I AM GLAD

Ron saw Pauline today and she commented on my new chickens. It seems she read about them on my blog. I am glad she reads my blog and I wish she had a blog so I could keep up on her too.

Today I was able to meet Chelle's request to add links to her blog. At first I did not think I was going to accomplish the task, but it pays to perservere and it is done. I hope she likes it.

My grocery list is ready for trip to town. That is an important factor in my day-to-day life. I never know when Ron will rush in the door and say "Let's go to town". This is where I'm also glad for wigs because I can catch the bus (our mini van) before it flys down the old dirt road without me.

It was good to finally hear from Jim Print yesterday. Just because he has 56 preachers and appointments to prepare for Annual Conference is not really a reason to be out of touch....is it? Anyway, it's good to know he and Elaine are fine.

I was at Elenore's yesterday eating oatmeal coconut cookies (which I am allergic to and paid for dearly last night by the way) while Ron was visiting our favorite dentist when cousin David C. called and opened our hearts up wide. What an upbeat, wonderful, marvelous example our search for meaning David is.

I am glad that our garden can live without me today. I could go out and weed the strawberries but it isn't vital. We can see the new berries forming and I laugh to remember Ryan last year. He said, "Wow, these look just like the real strawberries you buy in the store!"

Jessi takes blogging seriously and taught me the same. I'm really happy she put me onto this and I wonder if I would know she is moving if she didn't blog. It's certainly a good way to stay in the loop.

The other day on one of the morning shows I heard a review of a book about Uncommon Sense Parenting. The author talked about our being managers for our children until they reach their teenage years. That is when our children fire us and we become consultants. I wonder if that applies to over age 30 children? I am glad to be able to trust in God to be Tandy's manager since I'm only a consultant now and I think that doesn't even apply unless I am invited to consult.

Monday, Monday.

Last night I heard Ivan yelling and went outside to look. He was standing right in front of the old school house and was fanning his tail feathers. I ran inside and got my camera and took several very nice pictures. I have added the best one here.

It was great to get out and mow yesterday. My primary responsibility will be to keep the garden area mowed down where we can see the berry bushes and the plants. It will be nice to have a specific job to keep up with all summer. I'm sure Ron invented it to keep me out of his way :-)

I am trying not to get too excited about my new house, but it does look like we will eventually move in. If Ron can keep workmen all summer, we just might be there by Fall. Cross your fingers for me. I went over to the new house last night to watch a TV show on channel 12 abc. For some reason we can't get that channel in this house 320. I sat in 321 house and just imagined all the wonderful decorating we will do when the time comes.

Are we all in our places this rainy Monday with sunshine faces? Can't wait to read other family blogs.

Ivan struts his stuff 2005 

Rush to Chelle's Blog

Chelle has learned to add pictures. Please enjoy catching up on my blog, then rush over to Chelle's to see Hope riding a chicken :-)

SPAGHETTI SEEDS

SPAGHETTI SEEDS
(by Jasmine E.J., May, 2004)


“These are the best Spaghetti seeds” the farmer promised me

and “Each of them will grow up to be a fine Spaghetti Tree”

I planted them a year ago

The farmer is a phony

I’ve got not one spaghetti tree, but a field of macaroni.



It is garden planting time once again. I found Jasmine's poem she wrote last year about Spagetti Seeds and thought it was time to share with the world! Isn't it great!

HE LOOKED SO NORMAL

He did not look like the deranged, drunken, pot-smoking, ragged, rank, stumbling, staggering and pityful person that is depicted in all the movies. That is why she did not recognize this veteran. He looked normal, he was well groomed and clean cut and he spoke well. He only spit on her because she had been spitting on him for 37 years. The happy fact is he represented a whole lot of veterans who want to do what he did. The sad fact is she will sell more books and get more attention because of this incident.

CHARLIE BROWN AND ELMO

Hello. You can call me Elmo from now on. My beloved spouse is Charlie Brown. We took Jessi's test to determine what cartoon character we are. Did you take the test? Who are you?

As I watch the young man working for Ron take advantage of him on a daily basis and leave him standing in the cold with work to be done, I see why Ron is Charlie Brown. He believes the fellow's promises that he will hold the football for him to kick. It is yanked away everytime.

I'm glad he's Charlie Brown though. This way he keeps believing in me too......Sweet, Loveable, Daydreaming Elmo :-)

Saving The World

I have been reading other blogs. Am I the only person who has time to read blogs? Shame should be felt as time flits away, however I can attest that work was accomplished and more will be accomplished before nightfall.

The primary thing of importance I learned today while spying into other people's lives was: EVERYONE LOVES NAPOLEON DYNAMITE! I'm not kidding. I read three blogs from people who were as different as night and day in their faith in their ages in their lifestyles and they all loved that movie. Of course, I loved it too.

Now it is time for me to use some of my valuable free time and get to work saving the world :-)

BLACK AUSTRALORPS

Here is a photo of two of the Black Australorps. Don't you think they look like little penguins? You will be surprised to know that the part that looks white is actually a very, very pale green and becomes a darker green as they grow.

Would you believe that there is finally a floor for my new bathroom at the house across the street. Ron has a fairly good work crew going finally and maybe they will at least get the bathroom done and we can get some running water over there.

I talked to Elenore this morning as she sat at the airport awaiting her flight to Chicago. She had talked to Karen and Nora was a lot better today. Yesterday it looked like Elenore would be arriving just in time to catch another wonderful childhood illness :-)

My eBay sales are going well and picking up steam. That always feels good to see that I am making a little money for my efforts. Christy and I made some eBay efforts together and the story is much too long to blog about it. Christy learned a side of her Aunt Ann she never knew before......

It is a beautiful, sunny, cool morning and all is well in our part of the world.

Two Twylas 

I Wonder

When I glance in the mirror and see myself in a wig, I wonder what Grandfather Mc thought when he looked at Grandmother in her wigs? Ron doesn't ever seem to notice mine, but I think he must.

When we go for long drives in the evening, I wonder what Grandma Myrtle said or did when she and Grandpa took long drives and she had to pee.

Sometimes I wonder.

CHICKENS FISH SNAKES

Great weekend. Mike was here. He is a good visitor. Grandpa managed to finally locate the perfect fishin' hole ready for all who come! So come on ya'll. Mike caught seven keepers and we took them with us when we took Mike home. This way Kit got to clean them. Is that dirty pool or what?

Hope could not stop clapping her hands with glee over the fish. Oh Thank you for the fish! she said. No, don't touch the fish! she ordered. The Fish are sleeping, she cried. These are my fish, she announced.

Don't you wonder how Kit managed to clean the fish without Hope knowing it?

We stopped in Nevada on the way back to Stark and bought ten new chicks. The black and white ones look like penguins. They are called Black Australorps. I have named them each Twyla. The red chicks are Rhode Island Reds and I have named each of them June. This way, when they grow up and begin to disappear, as often happens, I will still most likely have one Twyla and June.

Last night I went to put the big chickens to bed and tell them about the new arrivals. Before I could begin my bedtime tale, I was halted in my tracks as Phoebe did battle with a black snake! I was trying to watch the snake when Boss Hog made an appearance in an effort to rescue Phoebe and when my attention returned to the fight, the snake was no where to be seen and Phoebe and Boss Hog were on their way into the hen house. Perhaps now we know why egg production has dropped. Ron now is devising a trap to catch the snakes that might be stealing our eggs. Meanwhile, I forgot to tell the others about the new chicks so that story will remain for tonight...unless there's another snake. Oh dread and drat!!!

The black and white are Twyla and the red are June 

Mighty Proud Mike