A Duck hatched a Chick

A duck sits on a chicken egg, hatches out a darling little chick…or chuck as my hubby says! The duck hangs out close to the dog house because she likes little dog food treats. Now the chuck is on it’s own…guess where it sleeps? In the dog house…with Grover…and…AJ “THE CAT” !!!! Is that weird or what?

I have a Daughter In Law!

Late July 09‘…Boise, Idaho…103 degrees in the direct sun…flat, dry, unfriendly…definitely not home! But, just to let you in on something that Boise and home have in common…Ms. Noodle the Poodle is as big a hit anywhere she goes! I have never witnessed anything non-celebrity that gets so much attention! Everyone, man, woman, child, construction worker, logger, people in the car next to you, uniformed police-man, Animal control-officer…everyone! They all point, smile, laugh or comment on her! Oh, this is another post…I need to get back to my kids!

A year ago, February 08’ I think…my son…only son…only child, met a woman, who, within just a few hours, completely rocked his world! For those of you with gutter minds…not intimately --at least I don’t think it went down like that! I mean intellectually, personality, wit , education, flip (like he needed a comrade in that department!). She seems to be everything he would have put on an application when looking for someone who stacked up to his best friend Jay G., who, I believe the only reason those 2 never married was the gender issue…they love each other oh so much, but gay-dom isn’t their forte!

Altho…He and his woman did get gay-married--and I was only informed as he was driving on his way to meet her at the court house. Civil-Union I think is what it’s called…I call it married when it’s between a man and woman…So let me announce my son’s marriage!!
I introduce to you, my readers…Mr. and Mrs.…. T and Dr. J !!!!

HE, as I previously stated, is my son…only son…only child, whom is so dear to me and his happiness is very important. SHE, is everything he is, and, everything he isn’t! They click perfectly! She makes him very happy…I have never seen my son this happy…ever!! Dr. J is a DVM and owns Wayward Creatures pet rescue. She does wonderful work with less fortunate critters and gives those critters a chance at a wonderful life! Which, all fits nicely into the farm follies arena of wierdness! Of course there are stories for the farmfaollies posts…but that also is for another time…back to the kids!

So, my son, my daughter in law and my grandson are living happily ever after on 30 acres of beautiful woodland in a wonderful home with an always unpredictable amount of “Wayward Creatures”! Best of all, she loves my son and my grandson, as does her family! And HE loves HER!! Makes for a beautiful fairy-tale, huh?!

This was written by a Soldier in Iraq.

I was just watching the news, and I caught part of a report on Michael Jackson . As we all know, Jackson died the other day. He was anentertainer who performed for decades. He made millions, he spent millions, and he did a lot of things that make him a villain to many people. I understand that his death would affect a lot of people, and I respect those people who mourn his death, but that isn't the point.

Why is it that when ONE man dies, the whole of America loses their minds with grief. When a man dies whose only contribution to the country was to ENTERTAIN people, the American people find the need to flock to a memorial in Hollywood , and even Congress sees the need to hold a "moment of silence" for his passing?

Am I missing something here? ONE man dies, and all of a sudden he's a freaking martyr because he entertained us for a few decades? What about all those SOLDIERS who have died to give us freedom? All those Soldiers who, knowing that they would be asked to fight in a war, still raised their hands and swore to defend the Constitution and the United States of America . Where is there moment of silence? Where are the people flocking to their graves or memorials and mourning over them because they made the ultimate sacrifice? Why is it when a Soldier dies, there are more people saying "good riddance," and "thank God for IEDs?" When did this country become so calloused to the sacrifice of GOOD MEN and WOMEN, that they can arbitrarily blow off their deaths, and instead, throw themselves into mourning for a "Pop Icon?"

I think that if they are going to hold a moment of silence IN CONGRESS for Michael Jackson, they need to hold a moment of silence for every service member killed in Iraq and Afghanistan . They need to PUBLICLY recognize every life that has been lost so that the American people can live their callous little lives in the luxury and freedom that WE, those that are living and those that have gone on, have provided for them. But, wait, that would take too much time, because there have been so many willing to make that sacrifice. After all, we will never make millions of dollars. We will never star in movies, or write hit songs that the world will listen too. We only shed our blood, sweat and tears so that people can enjoy what they have.

Sorry if I have offended, but I needed to say it. Feel free to pass this along if you want.Remember these five words the next time you think of someone who is serving in the military; "So that others may live..."

Noodle the Poodle

Everyone needs a Noodle in the family...so we got us one! If you have never owned a Standard Poodle, you should try it. High energy, so fun to watch them play, very comical yet royal like. Best of all, smart...very smart. I guess I should mention that really smart + dog don't always mean a good thing...at first...but it will pay off down the road...I'm pretty sure:) We mostly want a dog that agrees with and obeys our every command, right? Well, with a Poodle, you may...or may not get that! The tilting of the head with the direct look in the eye and then the blatant dismissal of your command...you are actually in awe that they have the ability to think things through...and then make their own decisions...like a 3 year old. If you've ever had a 3 year old curtain climber you know that they don't always make good decisions!! We have had Noodle for 9 weeks now...she is slowly excepting me as the smarter of us 2 but it's not for free!! But the payoff is worth it. In the 9 weeks since bringing her home from the rescue her vocabulary. manners, and commands have grown by leaps and bounds! She loves the farm and all the critters...horses, ducks, chickens, other 3 dogs and the cats...OK, maybe she likes the cats a little to much, but she doesn't hurt them! Oh, and she loves the grand kid! Don't let her stately appearance fool ya, she is all dog under the fluff!!

4th of July!

At the lake, on the Pontoon boat. The hubby, grandkid and myself. Anchored in the middle of the lake…doing a little fishing…waiting for the fireworks to start. The hubby and kid are in the back fishing off either side, I am out on the front deck sitting in a lawn chair with a hooded sweatshirt on and a Spongebob-Squarepants fleece blanket wrapped around my legs…fishing pole in hand.
The hubby says "is it dark enough to pee off the back?" I said "give it a try". So he proceeded and smarty-pants me leans over in my chair to peer down the side of the boat to get a “wiener peek“. Yep...me…the chair...the pole...all over the side! Crap! I watched my lawn chair slowly sink, then my pole! I managed to save the blanket and my flip flops...even got myself back on the boat...that wasn't easy with all those heavy clothes on, and my hubby standing above me...”now, was that worth it?!” “Well, yes…yes it was!!!“

I was so upset about loosing my pole but when we pulled up anchor my line was hooked on it and we were able to retrieve the pole!! And…you know how you don't think kids are paying attention? I was telling someone about my escapade without the "intimate details" and the grandkid pipes up and says..."now tell em what you were lookin at". Brat!

Oh, I changed my clothes…thank goodness I keep extras on the boat!…and we stayed and watched the fireworks. They were beautiful!! What a wonderful way to spend the 4th of July!!!
One more thing! When we got home...I dried the cell phone out that was in the sweatshirt pocket...it works good! Never give up on those cell phones!!!

Baptized!

After taking the leap of faith and admitting that you believe in GOD without question…I guess the next step is to be baptized! We made arrangements on a Wednesday, midway through our Bible study to do so. While chatting with the Minister regarding formalities of Baptism my hubby pops off, “Now don’t hold back when you dunk the wife…she can hold her breath a long time!” (ha ha…he’s so funny!)

The night of the baptism the Minister asked, “who wants to go first?” I say “The hubby…I’m sure the water is going to boil a little when he gets in and I want it nice and warm for me!” The hubby pipes up, ”Don’t forget, she can hold her breath a long time…go ahead, keep her down awhile, she’s in need of a lot of cleansing, if she starts to kick, just means she wants to stay down a little longer!” After we changed to dry clothes, the Minister says a prayer and a few words to the congregation. He then says to my hubby “Now, you are not only man and wife, you are brother and sister.” My hubby looks at me and says “ Honey, we went under the water in Washington but I think we came up in Arkansas!”

Seriously, being baptized was a very spiritual event! I highly recommend it to everyone!

Is this my Blog?

Yes, the question is...is this my blog? Yes, the answer is yes. Then the next question I guess should be...why do I not keep up on posts to "my" blog? To this I suppose I should have a good excuse, no? Yes, yes I should. But no, no I don't. I have a few truths...lazy and um...lazy I guess will do. Now that I have established that I believe the next thing I should do is commit to keeping up with said blog a bit better, no? Yes, the answer is yes. So I commit to writing a new blog soon...before another 5 months go by:) Maybe.

To all those who care...thanks for caring!