Sunday, November 30, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
He is my bestfriend and the love of my life.
Over the years, we have had our share of struggles and issues. Being so young when we met, we have matured in thirteen years. I am thankful we have grown together and not apart.
I am thankful that we laugh at each other all the time. He loves my goofness and believe me, I'm full of it! It's great to know that after a long day, we can come home and laugh at each other.
I'm thankful he still thinks I'm pretty after all these years and tells me so everyday. Some days I think he is full of crap and is up to something but he truly means it.
Most of all, I am thankful the husband doesn't mind doing dishes and laundry! He got the short end of the stick with me regarding domestic chores. I apologize frequently for not being a good housewife. But he doesn't mind and I am so lucky! Just the other night, he said, "Honey, I'll do the dishes while you do your blog." I mean really, how many husbands say that?!
So here's to the husband and him putting up with me all these years. I love him so and am thankful for every minute we share together.
Monday, November 24, 2008
They knew something was up with all the commotion of the tractor and truck in the pen. They came up to see what was going on.
Then we had to move very heavy bull panels with the tractor to build a pen inside the pen. That way we could sort easier and use it when loading.
The husband worked hard setting t-posts and wiring the panels together.
standing there looking at my feet and this......
ahhh....the princess on her royal perch. Hmmm....looks like the princess has had a few too many royal sweets!! I digress....anyhoo...
While setting up the panels, we almost had a royal disaster. The husband had the princess, oh I mean, the wife hold three very heavy bull panels up while he tried forking them with the tractor. The weight of the panels plus the pressure from the forks pushed them over. At one point, the thought of broken and mangled arms flashed thru my head. I managed to let go of the panels and they fell against some wooden posts. Phew! Death by bull panels would not be my ideal way to go!
We finally managed to get the pen set up and the calves caught. I managed to avoid some other near misses involving an angry momma cow and her crazy bull calf while sorting. My goodness it was a stressful, life flash before your eyes, sorta day. The husband even yelled at me a couple times worried the cow/calf were gonna run me down. Stupid me, I stand my ground. Lucky me, they were just bluffin'!
So we have our calves penned up and the bawlin' has begun. Next Sunday, we are goin' to buck 'em. See if they are keepers or off to the sale. That's the fun part!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
He got home from work and opened it up. This was our conversation as he read the box....
H: "It says here that your partner needs to help you."
W: "What, your partner needs to help you? Why, where are you suppose to put that stuff?"
H: "Haha, very funny."
W: "Seriously, why would your partner need to help you with snuff? Am I suppose to pack it somewhere you can't reach?"
W: laughing hysterically with my finger mimicking shoving the snuff up "somewhere".
H: "It says your partner should mix the non-tobacco with the tobacco so you don't know if you are using the non or the real."
W: looks at the husband with the "are you serious" look
H: "I think I can handle it myself."
Ahhhh, that's what I'm talking about!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Not a Kia Spectra but a Kia Spectra5. Not the same color they said, not the same options. Totally different car than the one he thought he was buying. We both looked at each other and said this can't be the car. The sales guy comes out and says, "whatcha think?" The husband said, "This isn't what I was told over the phone." Of course, we got the "oh yeah? Humm, this is what we discussed. Maybe you just misunderstood me or something." The sales guy left and I stood there in awe. I finally blurted out, "Damn, this is ugly!" I couldn't believe my bullrider of a husband was now the proud owner of a hatchback!
Over a year later, he has driven the tires off the little sucker. It gets him where he needs to go and doesn't cost us an arm and a leg in fuel so it's served its purpose. But Monday, he and the Silver Bullet had close call. On my way home from class, I spoke with him on the phone. It went something like this....
H: "I wrecked my car tonight."
W: "WHAT!! What do you mean you wrecked your car tonight?"
H: "On the way home from work, I hit a raccoon. And it tore my car up."W: "A raccoon? What did a raccoon do to your car?"
H: "It busted the fog light casing. And tore the front end up. I had to stop and pull the fender out too."
H: "I pulled over but it was dark. So I went to the truck stop. Had to buy some zip ties to fix the bumper."
W: (laughing hysterically) "You zip tied your car together! That must have been like a super strength raccoon!"
H: "Well, when your car is only about 2 inches off the ground, it doesn't take a very big animal to tear it up."
When I got home that night, I shined my truck lights on his car. Sure enough, zip ties holding the bumper together. I laughed again.
The next day I asked the husband how the car was doing. He said he thought the zip ties were doing a great job and reinforced it quite well. Then yesterday he gets home and tells me he hit another raccoon. Another one??? Yep, but this time it only busted one of the zip ties. Those zip ties really did reinforce the front end of the car!
Maybe for Christmas, I can have a grill guard specially made for the Silver Bullet. However, by that time, the husband may have killed all the raccoons in the area. I'll just make sure we stay fully stocked on zip ties.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, 'When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, I'll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home.'
The brunette arrives at the man's ranch with $600, inspects the bull, and decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news. She walks into the telegraph office, and says, 'I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I've bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home.'
The telegraph operator explains that he'll be glad to help her, then adds, it will cost 99 cents a word.' Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette realizes that she'll only be able to send her sister one word.
After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, 'I want you to send her the word 'comfortable.'
The operator shakes his head. 'How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word 'comfortable?'
The brunette explains, 'My sister's blonde. The word is big. She'll read it very slowly....
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Tuesday, November 11, 2008
I took this one in the Panhandle a few weeks ago. I thought it showed the fall colors of that area. Cause there are no trees to illustrate it!
I learned so much in the past six weeks. It was money well spent. I hope my photography will continue to improve. Here's keepin' my fingers crossed!
Saturday, November 8, 2008
He wallered and strained but there was no way he was budging. He was just wearing himself out making attempts to free himself.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
First let me say, ladies if you need an orthopedist, he's your guy. Not only did he know exactly what was wrong with me, he is cute, cute, cute! Cutie Patootie Dr. Battles confirmed there was nothing wrong with my bones but my tendons are screwed up. He's making me wear a brace (Yuck! Hate it!) and go to physical therapy. I would usually balk at doing both but since the cute young doctor asked me to do it, I will.
The husband was so glad someone was finally able to diagnose me and get me on the right track to recovery. He wasn't as happy when I told him what a hottie the doctor was. I told the husband I needed to think of something to break so I could go back! I got the "look" of course. Then he asked, "Did you take his picture?" No, I didn't want him to think I was a weirdo! Geez!
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I need to crop it down some but I wasn't real motivated. So after looking at the pictures on the computer, I thought I better go for something I am much better at....animals. I waited for the husband to pass out from his pain medication and took the dogs to the tank in the pasture. I knew Duke liked to sit up on the tank's edge and thought that would be perfect. And luckily, he did just that........
The husband woke up to me editing pictures on my laptop. He asked what I was doing and said I had taken pictures of Duke. He said, "So you would rather take pictures of the dog than me. I see how I rate." Poor hubby, I'm just not a people picture taker unless it's a spontaneous kind of thing. No posing pics for me. I don't have the eye for it. But that's okay, I know my limitations.
***Update on the husband.....he has a dry socket. So now we are dealing with that. He really hates dentists now!***
Sunday, November 2, 2008
She came back in and said he was ready to go home. He had passed out. But we roused him and got him to the truck. But didn't he look happy in his drunk passed out state!
I stopped on the way home and got him some ice cream, which he drooled down the front of him. It's really hard to eat when you're entire bottom lip is numb! He's doing better now with un-numb lips. But now I have to listen about the huge craters in his mouth! Oh my, please pray for me!