The Weekend...

is made for relaxing after a long week of work...not exactly. After hubby and I work all week serving Joe and Jill Public, we should relax. Yes, we sure did!

My grandson had a ball game. Somewhere in this pile is Andrew. We won! One more game and the season is over. Hurray!

Returned from the game to relax. Yes, correct again! Beverly, Marcy and I loaded an entire pickup truck of walnuts. We piled brush, trimmed and burned. We dug and planted.

While we were doing this my hubby cooked a wonderful Gelbvieh roast.

We are going to get the farm done, one inch at time, if it takes thirty years.

Next relaxing weekend project was extending the pasture for the cattle.

This is hubby after we worked all day on driving posts, stringing wires, and cutting brush. Then the cows were too slow-witted to find the hole we cut! We called, we shook the feed sack, we tried to show them the hole but no....There has been a solid fence there for a year and there still was a solid fence in their eyes. Den finally dragged the feed trough over and they got the hint.

They may not be smart enough to read but they finally found the grass. I forgive them because their meat is so delicious.

Next weekend we are going to relax! RIGHT!!!!

Halloween...

I am not trick or treating, I am not in a costume, I have no candy but I do have a broom.

I know this is Friday but I am cranky! I should be less so since I did break down (after three weeks suffering) and went to the doctor. Meds are gone, I am better but there is just that tad of laziness and don't cares hanging on. Sounds irritate me. I can hear the dog panting twenty feet away and tell her(poor thing!) to quit! The TV sounds bounce off the walls and vibrates my head.

Enough!! Having a pity party is not helping.

Tomorrow is a home football game for my grandson. Only one more game after that and we are through for the year. That's one blessing.

My husband is out tonight helping the police stalk the paint ballers who have been visiting the car dealerships in town. Blessing # Two.

It is trying to rain...Blessing Three.

I do not have to cook dinner. My sister brought me a big pot of homemade soup. Blessing Four.

My computer is working. Blessing Five.

You are listening to me gripe. Blessing Six.

Now that I know I have too many blessings to count, I will try and get my attitude turned around.

Just What I Dreamed About...

We thought we wanted sons...we had two daughters. Now we are doubly blessed. Each daughter has blessed us with a grandson. Andrew, our first grandson #39, is giving me gray hairs for sure! He has chosen football for his sport. As I have said before I just know the ball is shaped funny and that is it.

Today was a rousing game. (The only time I get pictures that are any good is when they are standing still.)

We are talking children here. I do not even see how they keep up with the ball cause most of the time I cannot see where it is. Fifth graders that have been playing since third grade. First football team in Melbourne ever.

So here is my grandson running with his teammates, knocking kids down, clotheslining them, flipping guys and they are doing it TO HIM also! I taught him to play nice! I scream when he gains some yardage, jump and holler when he tackles someone, cringe and shout to the sky when he's on the bottom of the pile. I see Andrew fly over two guys to tackle the ball and I see him stepped on, kicked, slammed, and whacked...hard!!

All that matters is that smile.

I am beginning to learn football is not so bad and Andrew is not in eminent danger of being maimed for life. I cannot sit, I want to get on that field with him and tell those other guys to get out of his way. My hair is grayer by the minute.

Now Andrew is teaching my five year grandson, Jake, to play football! Jake is pretty good already. He has a straight arm and can put a spin on that ball.

One more grandson coming in November...Evan Zander. Maybe he will be an artist or ballet dancer!

Still Clearing Tornado Damage...

Kubota is wonderful and so is Den. Do you know how long it would take me and my sisters to do this with clippers and shovels?? We are still using the clippers and burning as we go. Marcy is planting winter greens whenever we get a spot cleared. If they all grow, we will be able to feed Izard County.

Football season is full force and that is rough on a grandmother. I know the football is shaped different, that if Andrew has the ball and is running that is good and if people are piled in top that is bad. This is his touchdown. Talking about a grandma yelling, my hands and throat were sore after this game.

Picking up walnuts every day. Feed sacks, boxes, buckets are everywhere and I have not made a dent. Should be one more main fall and the walnuts will be through.

I guess my main thought for the day is work is easy if you have the right tools