2017.... like a bitin pig.

Well its the end of another year. pam and I were talking about the things that happened this year. It was a tough year. I remember saying the same thing last year. and the year before. I wonder if other people say the that too? I'm about ready for a really HUGE GREAT year! lol. Hello world?? are yall out there?? Do yall say that?? is every year seem a tad tougher?  I ll win the lottery and and have an easy easy year. ummm I better buy a ticket I guess. that's what its called right? a ticket?

Anyway, just a few things in passing, that tiny little incident in May, wherein they say I had a heart attack. Got to fly on a helicopter. Yep. A $46,000.00 helicopter ride. It was a tad cramped in there... as I was laying down on this little board, obviously made for a skinny little man. Probably back when men were skinny, say , in the 1920s or something. The barf bag came in handy too. And the service was a tad unfriendly. they didn't offer me anything , cept morphine. Thus the bag.
And then that brother of mine, decided to up and die on me. He wasn't much for phone calls and such anyway... but Id of liked to seen him a few more times anyway. He was always funny. So much for the smoking. Then Pams uncle, whos church I attended as a teenager...died.  There were some other things too. We did a few things to the house here, and to the "tiny house".

I think as you go onward, because you dang sure cant go backwards, and theres no since in living there.... you have to remember the other things. The ones that give you hope. bring you smiles. Even a sad smile is better then none. I think so anyway. and laughter...? who does that anymore? well I guess I'm doing it more then I used to. that woman I live with seems to laugh so easily. Maybe there are still some things I can learn from her. Imagine that. Things I can learn. If I'm not too hard headed. I seem to be my own worse enemy. that word correction thingy would say enema. but I learned about that...the hard way. ha. Remembering special things... I define special things as things you feel more then see, as things that make you connect...they have no value to a lost world. Just to me. Sunsets rate highly on my list of those things. Seeing a dog doing something silly, watching Chasen grin. simple things. Not watching the world go by, but seeing it... seeing it like I was meant to see it.  I hope I can see that more and more. Thing important things... like red birds, smiles, baby laughter, chocolate, the sparkle in ones eyes, and of course sunsets.... those are only a few things. I wonder what other people see or if anyone even knows what the crap I'm talking about?

So... with no guarantees of tomorrow... just one single promise, that when I die Ill live in a special place prepared just for me. That there is a life...a forever one... after this one. Maybe theres a lot of redbirds and sunsets there. .. and they wanted me to learn to see them. maybe. .. I guess that's enough. .. so ill just face 2017 the way I have faced each year all my life. Like a bitin pig. Charge in there... give it hell. Lets not live in fear. Its not my way. Lets charge it.... But help me God. If it turns out to be a year of complete blessings.... Ill be good. If its one like I just went through....well...Ill be good.

whats comin next??

 

I was walking by and saw this rooster on top the dog pen. Now the dog and the rooster are good buddies. Sometimes they even sleep together. I know right... but they do. I can never hate the sound of a rooster crowing. Sounds like music to my ears. Unless he stands by the back door and screams his head off.  I was thinkin..."what in the world are you doing up there"? Then I wondered what I might see if I was a rooster on a dog pen. I guess Id see things a tad differently. Like.... hey you have a bald spot on your head....or....whew...that breeze went right up my feathers...

I ve been working on the "tiny house" for way to long now. almost a year. I sorely underestimated that project! the wife started calling my small living quarters I'm building in the new shop, the "tiny house". It has a small bathroom, and its 7ft x 25 ft. I learned a lot about what NOT to do when building something like this. you know...little things... like putting the rafters dead center. seems those few inches are really important. My life is like that I guess. ugh. The things I didn't think so much of sometimes turns out to be very important. geesh. Somebody (up there) that's in charge, needs to cut me some slack! (lightning bolt!!).  I suppose its what your thinking, and how you think it when you. Like the rooster....(bald head thoughts or breezy feather thoughts) does.

Someday Ill have this silly thing done... and then I can move on to the next project. yeah. I am still trying to get on here more often, but regular life and work keeps me so busy I can hardly do it anymore. But I'm learning to grab photos from google and my phone backs its pics in google. so .  I'm kinda boring tonight..so not a lot to say. I went to work today, but only made a couple hours then my stomach started cramping. crap.. it hurt all  day long. I came home did the runny run runs a bit, and then crashed on the bed all day.  I ate crackers all day. ugh. no wait, I had a can of chicken n noodles when my lovely bride came home for lunch. bless her little heart. I'm glad I now have a help mate that will do that for me. I used to just lay in the floor at home.... no one knew the difference.  This marriage thing has been challenging to say the least... oh hell, its been freakin hard.  The first two years I nearly killed us both daily. Now its once a month, and I learned to roll with her punches.  There was a lot of "growth", which is code for yelling kickin and screamin. But its settling down now. Itll be 3 years now come jan 1.  Things have changed ....I had a grandson, a heart attack, and who knows what else ... I guess God knows whats comin next.

pictures finally!

Finally. I figured out how to load stupid pictures on this stupid blog. That's what results from time to myself. lol. Good things are sprinkled within the many other not so good things that rain down on a mans life. I remember the quote " there are worse things than dying".  I wondered about that when I saw the pearly gates. ok I didn't really see them. So here I am with my grandson.... hes quite a chunk, but I didn't have to lift him. He just sat there. and I soaked that little bit of good right up. Then I got my shot in the stomach. yes it left a mark.

a weekend of adventure!!!

well ive been alittle out of pocket lately. Seems this business that life gives you kinda takes over and first thing you know, you don't do anything but hurry to this or that and go to work. Maybe that's what vacations are for....or heart attacks...

okok so im 55, and in great shape, and just passed with flying colors, the heart check up, and tread mill test and all of that. I walk an average of 12k steps per day, not counting the steps, stairs, and ladders I climb. Part of my average work day may be spent on a roof top, or on my knees. But despite my physical work life, my rugged outdoorsyness, and super hero aura, I actually had a heart attack last sunday. I know right?? It was very painful, and I apparently am quite funny while high on morphine. In the ER room, I told the 5 nurses working on me, that it was every mans dream to have 5 women take his pants off...which they were doing. I also told them not to cut my GOOD work paints off of me... I must say the helicopter ride is over rated, and probably way to expensive, as the little horizontal "sleeper" they placed me in with the 6 point harness was not very comfy. not to mention barfing to do the amount of morphine they gave me. Anyway, an hour later, I had 2 stints in and surgery was over, and I was in the room. My main nurse, "Crystal" was absolutely perfect! I told her before she gave me shots in the stomach...(not rabies!) she should bring 2 needles, cuz Id probably bend the first one with my abs of steel. many nurses laughed at this statement.... I didn't think it was THAT funny... Thank you Oklahoma Heart Hospital, and Crystal.!

So I have some extra time on my hands as Im not allowed to go back to work just yet. So nearly dying...well I always wondered what itd be like to do that. you know, like..how Id react to it...I found out. ha. I asked God to just take me, as I was ready, mostly due to the pain. I guess that was kinda chicken hearted to say, but anyway, He made me live another day. Im not sure why, but I can just guess I have something or things yet undone. 

So I have my to do list here....vacuum, home depot, etc. Wait... housework will be working ...and that is not allowed per drs orders! Today I intend to get out of this house though! Even if it kills me! lol. So have you wondered what your last day on earth would be like? Mine would have been nice... nice weather, mowing the yard, being productive... I remember I was ready to go. I wonder if the reader of this blog is? Seems the best a man can do, is to be productive, and enjoy as much of the day as what it brings, and not worry much about tomorrow. Just keep going I guess. The pace will change as I age, or so my knees tell me. But notice the sunshine, or something good... like grandchildren, pretty women, I don't know...sports cars. lol. okok... grand kids... laughter...

I am trying to figure out how to put more pics on this thing...but I only could do it once.....

just a little update on the tiny house.

I may have mentioned this before...but I have a "tiny house " project. you see, I built this shop, its a 25x25 shop.,, and I decided to build a living quarters in it. Its really a nice "dog house". I figure when this woman frustrates the crap out of me, I can retreat to it, and feel the peace of the country. That peace has healed me before...sooo.. but I had NO idea that this tiny house project would be so demanding ....and HARD... omg. I can no longer get on my knees and spring right back up to get something..I now have to crawl over to something and pull myself up with it. Reminds me of when my aunt Reba would bend over to get a tooth that fell out of her head, and then couldn't get back up.

As soon as I can remember how to get more pics off my phone and onto this ...I ll post a few pics of what Im doing here. So today I checked the garden, and I worked with a hired friend to do the bathroom. We worked ont he shower a lot...but its still not finished. I swear Ive put so much money in this, and so much time, I think I may self destruct!

The wind nearly blew me away, I painted my fingers red, but I didn't cut anything off. Next trip Ill hope to finish the shower, and maybe be ready to put sheet rock up. I guess there are things in life that you just underestimate, but ... if you stay with it, you get it done. God Help me.... were going to get this done together!

(Hi Jenner!)

walks, movies, dinner! its date night for oldies!

date night! its so exciting.... it happens every Friday night. When we were dating, I so looked forward to date night.! I was determined to continue the excitement, and continue date night on Friday nights when possible. Tonight , our choices were to take a walk around the park, have a campfire, roast some wieners, and watch netflex, or go and eat, and make a movie. I looked on the movie menu and decided our option would be Batman vs Superman. My wifes favorite kind of flick. uh huh.

this is where the fun began! We decided at the last moment to take Scout, our faith ful little dog. He was excited for the first little hitch of the walk, then pam decided to take the long route instead of the short one, and me and Scout started limping. Ok I limped. But he breathed real hard. That's when pam remembered that I had a blister on my little toe from walking so much at work. and I picked cotton while I did it too. just like when we were kids walking to school. but that is another story. So l finished the walk with bloody feet. and then we decided to come home and get ready for the movie.



Pam was all dressed up,  and I changed shirts, but kinda forgot to change pants and work boots (which I walked around the park in) and it was pointed out that my jeans had bleached out places in them...and btw why didn't I dress up too? oops.  So we made the movie. Got there early. The ticket guy was amused when we realized "someone" had the wrong movie time. oops! so pam whipped out her popcorn box that was refillable when he told her that it was only refillable on that day..only. Wrong box for the "anytime refill". Oops!. There went dinner. ugh. so... we walked to Hastings, and rented a movie. I checked to make sure the right movie was in it! We ordered bean burritos with hot sauce and got bean burritos with hardly any beans in it. with mild sauce.  ugh.

Ok...so sore feet walking, no movie, no popcorn, cold burritos, ... now lets take a crack at this rented movie and see if we can make it to the bed without sleeping on the remote that changes bed positions that wakes us up in the sitting position. oops.

ok...I just discovered I cant get the ps3 to work so I cant play the blu ray disc. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

Gardening, working, and pain.

Well, the kids popped off about wanting a garden... and how it would be healthy, and all that savings stuff. And about that time, the wife decided to go on a diet. Sooo... we decided we would "put in a garden" last Saturday. Im only now getting to type about it, because I was too sore to type. So our blessed son in law did the roto tilling...sorta... and threw some seeds down on the ground. I guess he wanted to be sure he got some squash and corn. Of course we offered to let him take part, but he said.. "nope. Im good." and...."who would want to till that again"?.. so I guess his taste of gardening was satisfied.

After we planted and planted, and planted... and were somewhat delirious.. (where did those little plants go? did we ;plant them already? No...I thought you had them...{we left them at home} noo... I thought YOU had them...) we had to help each other up. We make a lot more noise now, when we get up off our knees. Then the watering thing.... and of course we accidently get wet and the rouge sprinkler attacks. I warned her. Maybe she'll believe me now.

After the 2nd day...yes...it took 2 days... we thru our hands up and said "were done"... and hope the kids will water the stupid thing. you see, the kids live there on the premises, and can actually turn the knob and start the water sprinkler. I hope they understand that they may have to move it to get the whole garden covered.  So... that night...it was Aleeve, turn the massage bed on, (I had a pocket full of quarters!) and we passed out! the next day, we fell out of bed. I was thinking...we better have a decent garden.! The garden work knocked me out of checking the bees, which Im worried about, as I wanted to try to harvest honey next month! I was going to give them a good pep talk. Except for the "ninja attack bees".. I was just going to sing songs about Jesus around them. Maybe play a violin. Promote peace. I think I need a bee suit that looks like a bear. Maybe they would be nicer then. Ill check them all next weekend...which now is like...3 days. ugh.

I worked on the roof of married housing all day today. I mean ALL day. but I had my trusty ear nubs, and listened to some good ol classic music. some country , some rock. Until I saw a group of kids filming me I think...I guess I was dancing alittle too much. Those iphone ear thingys are amazing! I hope I don't turn up on Youtube... cuz I was not graceful in that high wind doing the Elvis leg jig to my tunes.

The wife decided shed hide out in a "budget meeting"  until around 730 pm tonight... it started around 330 pm. Geesh how long can one talk about numbers?  Maybe we can watch the last episode of Dr. Joie Hart tonight... Its kinda of sad. They didn't renew it I think. And its still not fall, so...no Longmire. Surely we can find something interesting on Netflex until then! Its my job to find that "filler"show until the real stuff we wanna watch shows up in September.

Well I guess Ive rambled enough now. Ill drift to another task, as long as I can do it on my buttocks. Im tired!

The Process.

the process. it takes a while to get your head around it. this whole thing we call life... and the process of aging. I remember when I was young,.. I used to see older people... and I thought, poor guy, he is so old. I didn't really  have the time to "do" old. and although I was polite.... I really didn't see them as that important. I knew of course that they were young once, but I never stopped to think just who were they...back when they were young. when they were my age. and now....

and now, I get that look from other  younger people. I remember that look. I am quickly dismissed. Although in my mind, I am still young... I am still strong, in their eyes, I am old. I am not so important. They don't wonder who I am, or who I was. The experiences I had, the lives I touched, the things I stood for, all.... almost as though they never happened. Almost. Once in a great while, someone from the past greets me, and talks to me about something I did or said that affected them.

Then poof. I am a grandpa. Ive heard that term for so long. for many years. Its an old man term. But I am so proud.. to actually BE one. Now I have what I consider to be my grandson...my step grandson, little Noah... hes 3 years old. And he is the perfect little fella... but this time I want to talk about Little Chasen Wade. Yes I thought he should've been Chasen Andrew, but oh well. Its the end of the line for McKinzies. No more family name of Andrew. No more McKinzies. Im proud to have had two such wonderful daughters...but alas they will both someday undoubtedly be married and take a new name. So ...not even an "Andrew". sigh. oh well. But I will embrace this aging thing.... for what else can I do? I must think and feel many of the things the "oldies" of my youth, that I used to observe, thought and felt.

Then I look into my grandsons eyes.

I wonder how those "oldies" felt and thought, when they looked into their first grandsons eyes for the first time?

YOu know...today I climbed 3 flights of stairs about 6 times. I feel very blessed to of been able to do this, as it is just a small part of what I do at work. I spent a lot of time on top of a building. More climbing. Those old AC units are so demanding I swear.  Sometimes I think my left knee will just blow up...and sometimes I think its my right one. lol. I figure Ill just bee bop along, and when something on me goes *bangboom* then it will.  I guess "they" felt that way too. and every student at that university looks at me for a split second, and disappears into themselves.... just like I did so many years ago.

I wonder what the sunset looked like tonight? I wonder what I am missing...? I want to experience everything....and not miss a thing. Im hungry to .....yeah I guess they felt that way too.

Hello Chasen....

Battle of the Frankenstein bees: Revenge of the Monster bees.

once upon a time there was a man who decided to move 2 hives....of Frankenstein bees. These bees were undoubtedly created when lightning struck some bees in hell, and they came to life in our world, with some demented voice yelling "theyre alive...theyre alive!"

well the man had a plan...he would suit up and sneak up on the hives and close the entrances, trapping the demonic insects inside, and then strap the tops down thus securing the hives on the stand they were on. Then he would move them with the tractors front end loader and drive them to the new location. He would then remove the barriers in the entrances and place a barrier like leaves in the entrance so the bees would pause upon exiting to get their bearings. good plan.

So.. he sneaks. he forgot the to plug up the entrances. outpouring of monster bees. calmly he maintains his pose and straps the belts across each top, only after having to rethread the straps cuz he pulled them apart accidently. finally. secured. bees are tapping his suit all over like a machine gun.  yes a machine gun. did I mention Frankenstein bees? but much faster. If Frankenstein had wings Hed be very very fast. oh, and a stinger. crap. a stinger. just imagine. ok your getting there...

Its about this time that one of the little monster bees gets inside his veil and starts crawling across his face while buzzing and taunting his victim. The bee knows hes got him now... somehow , he achived the impossible! He crawled thru a bee proff veil.  Its about this time the man begins to run very fast... while trying to mash the bee in his gloved hand thru the mesh in the veil before he gets an eye permantly put out by young Frankenstein. As he does this he runs about 3 times around the house of the homeowner while they watch in horror and semi entertainment at the big picture window of the house. They may have a camera.  Then as he knocks his glasses off , and his cap , he keeps running as they bounce around inside the veil. zing! stung on the nose. The cows come running up, because they just know the howling noise this bee keeper is making means they are going to be fed. Finally he stops running. He cannot wipe his nose. or his tears. He may of peed. just saying.  Hes bent over sucking air, but is afraid to open his mouth. He may pass out. He could die. hundreds of other bees have followed him, and still pummel his "bee proof" suit.

The brave knight bee fighter returns to the hives. His noise stings. His ear stings. He is not sure what else stings. He thinks he avoided peeing his suit. He is not sure. But he wavers not. He gets on the tractor. He is saving the world dang it. He is making the plants all good. Probably saving thousands of lives by saving these poor bees that are so helpless. the tractor idea works. He moves them. millions of bees move with him.

Afterward, he retreats to the shop building, and waits til dark as the minion bees await to kill him but cannot survive the cooler darknees. Later in safety, he doctors himself.

I better get some honey out of this deal! and no....NO pictures. and there better not be a video of this anywhere!

the killer bees from hell.

Well I decided to check the new hives I got two weeks ago. you know..to see how the are adapting. Now I have had 3 hives for a year now, and they are doing just fine. Sometimes I just go out there, and watch them fly off...to see what direction they are going. Or watch one of the girls toss something out of the hive, like a dead drone (male) or some other bug. Its quite interesting to watch them do their bee thing. So I went out to the farm, and suited up. Just for extra precaution I lit up the ol smoker, and got it puffing good. I had my pretty assistant (wife) suited up too... her job..was to keep the smoker lit and puffing.

I kinda noticed things were a tad different, when I got to the hives and the buzzing noise seem to get a bit louder. no problem.. I myself took the smoker in hand and puffed around the lids and entrances, then handed if off to pop the top off. I reminded assistant to puff the smoker. and then all kinds of bee hell flew out and it rained bees for the next hour solid. I kept feeling these little bee taps all over my suit.... and finally I couldn't see very well out of my veil...as the mutant ninja bees from ..somewhere were covering my veil.

The little stinkers managed to sting me once thru my suit, so I closed em up...they were having no bee problems...except they couldn't eat the human in the white suit...and I walked back to the shop to de-suit... but they followed me.  in fact, they followed me everywhere. heck I had to climb on a 4 wheeler and drive 1/2 a mile to evade the little suckers. On the other hand, Im told they will make a lot more honey then the more tame bees.  Now I will have to move them far far away from the house and shop, so no more innocent victims get tagged by the stupid killer bees. Im gonna paint a skull and cross bones on their homes for sure.

blog like a ninha. ninja!

Its spring! well nearly. close enough. I ll be getting my bee vac out soon... and hope to catch me some swarms! If yall see some, call me...and Ill come suckem up. Hopefully I have learned enough in the past year to keep them happier..and they'll stay at home. Ive learned a lot. Im goin to put in a bee bar, a waggle dance frame, and have the pollen police in case it gets really wild... Im SURE they will stay home after I catch them this year!

But the upcoming week I just took off, is not looking so promising today! MORE rain. at t his rate my bees will not make the honey I want them to! It is the weekend fast approaching, and im ready to burn some calories! I don't guess itll be from wrestling with the roto tiller in the future garden..as it is mud!  But Im sneaking up on that.im eyeballin one of those tractor tillers! Boy wont my garden grow so much better with one of those suckers!?

Im sitting here with my remote control gas fireplace burning...man that was a sweet Christmas gift I bought her.... and listening to the rain pitter patter outside. Funny how 68 deg is colder when I can hear it rain, and the fire place just comes on...If it were sunny outside...the fire wouldn't even think about coming on, and Id be sweating outside doing some kind of honeydo thing.

My mind is on honey and bees! and rain! Surely MY bees can fly and gather stuff in the rain. After all they are ninja bees. its a little known species... they are black and have secrets. like ninjas. Like how to fly in the rain. Im counting on getting me some honey this year...and hopefully some of yall too... so this gaggle of bees...umm.. herd of bees....ok bunch of bees better do this right!

Pretty soon im gonna have this photo insertion thing down, and Im gonna move on with how to put a video in my blog...dang. Ill be famous then. be on a talk show...have pizzeria taking my picture, heck Ill probably be on a commercial or something. After I get the blog how tos done....then I can start the real blog. I can blog like a ninha too. I mean a ninja. I wonder if there are secrets of the ninha too? hmm. ok im a tad bored with the rest of this day off. probably shoulda stayed at work. whos bright idea was this.... it wasn't raining when I took off. maybe I can reach the remote......

Lets just all shutup and watch the sunset.

Ive heard a lot lately about the problems of the world, illegal immigrants, and how women should be able to kill their unborn babies if they want to... Ive heard a lot about how a lot of people think they deserve free health care and free this or that. I cant blame a person for wanting free this or that... but who can get everything for free ? I got a free t shirt once. You can wear that. As for the rest, I think you should just go get a job.

Im thinkin you can join me for a cup of coffee while we watch the sun set, and we can talk about whatever you want, as long as we respect each other. I didn't say agree with each other. I swear as long as I live, I don't understand how some people can think that its ok to wear pants around their knees, and that we should just feed the whole freaking world whether its legal or not, with the tax money received from working citizens. Sometimes I think if we were all monkeys, some of us, would want to ....well nevermind. But just because I don't understand  you , it doesn't mean I should be angry with you... or think your stupid. Your just a dumbass.  you poor slob. no okok...your just right in your world..and very wrong in mine. now this is where we take a sip of something..coffee...and shut up. I think it was Will Rogers who said..."never miss an opportunity to...shut up".

Oh that sunset. aint it pretty.

so theres not much that I can do to save this ol world....Im thinkin its doomed anyway. But I can throw my 2 cents out there for what its worth...ahemm.... (2 cents in case you wondered) and then relax. just chill. It don't matter anyway.....I believe the world has its destiny, and Im here for a limited time.

So maybe we could all be President for a year and take say....10 vacations...with our familes... and.. no wait. wrong blog. not my circus. not my monkeys. ok for some reason Ive got monkeys on the brain here.

Some people are hurting... they are truly having a crisis, and they are hurting. The problems of this political race pale in comparison to the real problems that real people are having today. I hope real Love doesn't disappear ...I hope Im doing my part to "let my light be seen",... where IS that peaceful sunset. Is it time yet Lord?

Get the storm cellar ready!

Good morning world...
Its been a very wet rainy gray couple of days. Im looking forward to some sunshine, and birds chirping, and working with my bees, and doing some things I love to do. Things that bring me peace. I don't get why people expect me to live a certain way, when that way doesn't bring much peace. Everyone seems to want me to work until I die... and I like work, but Id rather do the work that brings me joy. That work is on my farm in the country. My little 65 acres. I remember being so unhappy out there... because I was so lonesome. It can be a very desolate place! But when you have someone to share things with, it can be just perfect. For me anyway...But in life... there are always things that interrupt the joy and peace of country life. Like storm season.

I never had a storm cellar before.... I cant see the tornado from down there! But I have one now... Its time to clean out the cellar and have it ready to use...otherwise youll be sharing it with a black widow and have webs in your hair.

Im not sure why God allows storms to be present in the world. We don't really need them. Its just a sign of more chaos to me....But here they are, and I guess we deal with them. just like we deal with the other chaos in our lives.  We try to prepare, have a plan, and re focus on the peace. Thank you Lord for I know all peace comes ultimately from you! Maybe if we had peace all the time , we wouldn't know it was peace.... maybe we wouldn't have anything to compare it to.

Lets live this day, and talk to God on and off all day long. Keeping in touch helps me to stay focused. Lets put today in a head lock and take it down!

photos, memories, and plans for today.

Sometimes you come home and find your 25ft carport on top of your barn. Things seem to just force you to change ...ugh. I hate it when that happens. I guess Im such a creature of change. Ok ive just now discovered this "Picasso of web albums" feature on this blog site. heck Ive never seen it before and have no idea how these pics even got here. lol. wonder how I get more new ones in it? This pic is old, from back when...you guessed it.... the old carport blew away. I remember this well... I came home from a trip, and my daughter was house watching.... and I looked out the back window and saw this. I asked..."katy... did you see anything ummm unsual out back...by the barn? she said noo.... and looked. and still said...nooooo... whats different? UMMMM....the carport is on top of the barn??? She looked and said....ohhhh... is that new? it wasn't always like that?". I swear. Shes much smarter now.i swear it. she is.

Lots of things have happened since I left the farm. Yes I left it. Yes I did. I know its hard to believe. But I had to. I left for a time soon to return. I hope. Lots of changes...many were good. I got married! yep. for 2 years now. Ive about countrytized her and will tow her back to the farm in a year or so. Until this, this daughter that was so young when this happened has married, and now lives HERE on my farm! whod of thought? Thank God she married a country fella. and now Im a Grampa!! oh yeah. a Sexy grampa. thought I needed to throw that in there.

im not sure I have any funny stories or wisdom here... seems when I get ready to say something funny I forget it by the time I get on here. really I need to get on more often. So since Im missing my country life, ill reminisce (spelling) about it...the good stuff.... being trapped on the 8 ft ladder top step by the barn when my overalls came down around me and over the ladder... being trapped in a hay ring with a 200 lb calf stuck in the ring, and mad mama wanting to kill me, driving an old hay truck and discovering its on FIRE..., my nightly walks under the stars talking to God finding MY start... roto tilling thru the garden while the big sprinkler was on... barefooted... and the girls drove up with friends... I had a strawhat and shorts on. yeee hawww. Seeing sunsets galore, baby calves, wind blowing so hard I saw my chain fly by, wild life like deer and turkey.. theres more I am sure...but not enough room to type.! and the not so good stuff.... like. being ALONE day in and day out. My dog dying. Death in general...of my cattle, of animals. of relationships. of dreams. the WIND.....did I mention that? Wishing and just....well something inside of me....yearning...to share this with someone special....and the weather ...just a hardness to it... Both sides of this coin are good, yet bad at the same time.

Ill have to find out more about how to get pictures onto this site so I can visually aid my stories. Lord knows they need help. I just have to find out how to get pics from my phone wehre I take them, to this computer easily. I guess Ill send them to email and then copy them here. I guess. maybe Ill investigate this icloud google thing that stores photos. IF there is a phantom reader out there that can insert some wisdom here...feel free to add !! Im floundering here! help a brother out!

ok so today, im sneaking up on a shower, as the WIFE...is out of town shopping with her daughter and a friend in texas... after that...(ive had my one cup of coffee) Ill  go check on kathi and pull some bushes up for her with the truck and a chain, and then ill check the weather, and if its warm enough, Ill come back, and get into my bee suit, and medicate the bee hives for mites for the spring.

yay me.