Fall is here!

Ah, October!  Just thinking about October puts me at ease.  Seems like things begin to slow down a bit once October rolls around. 

I love fall.  It's quite an enjoyable season for me.  There are many things I love and look forward to with the arrival of Fall (and in no particular order)...

  1.  the smell and crispness of the air
  2.  cool mornings

  3.  the fog rolling off the waters
  4.  hot soups
  5.  changing to deep, rich color
  6.  golden sunrises & sunsets

  7.  hot cocoa

  8.  hay rides
  9.  pumpkins, mums and fall decor
10.  warm jackets
11.  leaves blowing in the wind

God gives us such beauty with each changing season.  It's all simply amazing & breathtaking to me!

Enjoy and Happy Fall!

Until next time . . . 

Have I mentioned . . .

 . . . I work in a cube?  Well, I do.  It's complete with gray walls.  The splashes of color here and there are pictures I've taken from various travels and made into collages.  Anyhow, the style or decoration of the cube is not the focal point there.  Although I think it's a cute cube :)

Living in cube land 8 hours a day 5 days a week can be pretty interesting; especially when you have neighbors to the south and east as I do.  I face the southwest from my cube.  In the southern-southeastern direction we have three crazy girls on the girl row and to my east is one, usually quiet, neighbor.  I think all the cube mates will agree that the one who sits due south is a total goof ball!  But we all love her dearly. 

Let's just say these cube buddies make life very interesting 8 hours a day 5 days a week!  You just never know what you're going to hear, see, sometimes smell, have chucked at you over the cube walls, or when your facebook account will be hacked.  LOL  Gotta love these girls.  I sure do.  They are great friends.

Here's to cube mates and great friends!  Cheers!

Until next time . . .

Jasper made it home!

Well after spending two nights at the vet my Jasper is home!  I'm so glad.  I missed my little puppy.  Who actually is not that little.  He had to be weighed when being checked into the vet.  That little lad weighs 46.6 pounds!  He's going to be a thooster!

So his 'altering' procedure, aka neutering, went well.  Everything is so far so good.  He's still Jasper that's for sure.  Get this, he was sweet as pie for my dad when he took him and picked him up from the vet.  Dad said he sat right up next to him in the truck the entire way home.  Well, he briefly laid down and wanted to chew on the seat belt, but dad quickly told him that was a no no.  But, Jasper never once wanted to chew or give Jasper Kisses...bite!  However, when I get home and take him for his walk.........he bites my wrists and ankles and doesn't think twice!  I just don't get it.  One change I have noticed already is that when I pet him to calm him down after he's had a fit (biting) he calms right down.  So glad!

Jasper knew where he was when dad turned onto the county road.  He for sure knew where he was when dad pulled into my drive.  Dad told me Jasper got all kinds of excited!  Awe!!

I'm so happy to have my pup home.  We got back to our walking last night and this morning.  He pulled me right on down the road.  Oh, and I was advised to keep him calm for about a week; i.e. no running, jumping or swimming.  Well the swimming part I can handle because I'm keeping him on his leash and he can't get to the ponds.  However, have you tried to keep a six month old lab who is full of energy, or full of it, from jumping or running?!!!  Impossible!!  I say that's about as possible as keeping a bull in a china closet from breaking any dishes! haha  I think it's going to be a long week if you ask me.  Nonetheless I'm happy the procedure is over, he's recovering and my puppy is home to stay.  Scary to think of cold weather, but I actually had a vision last night of playing in the snow with my pup.  He's going to love it!

Until next time . . .

Jasper's 1st bath (inside) ....and trip to the vet

So Jasper had is 1st bath in the bathtub last night!  Much fun let me tell you.  Sadly I don't have a picture as evidence, only the memory.  Sorry, my hands were a little preoccupied holding the pup in the tub! haha

So, you may be asking right about now:  Why give an outside dog a bath in the bathtub?  Why not just give him a bath outside with the hose?  Well, you see, it was dark outside plus a little on the cool side.  You ask, "So why not just wait until another day?"  Jasper is making a trip to the vet today for a sleep over; two nights sleep over to be exact.  He wreaked of pond water and cow manure so I wanted him fresh and shiny!  Plus, I wanted to give him a warm bath so he wouldn't get so chilly and possibly catch a cold.  He's my baby you know!

He did pretty good for the most part.  He actually took the bath better in the tub than he does outside.  I think it was the warm water.  At first he didn't want to come in the house because I'm all the time getting after him to stay outside when I open the door.  Guess he thought it was a trick.  After I finally got him in the tub he sat right down and enjoyed.  He only started shaking and splashing water everywhere towards the end.  Then, I said, "ok let's go!"  Out of that tub he jumped and through my house he went..quickly!  To finalize the pampering I dried him off with a nice warm towel fresh from the dryer...he loved it!

At this very moment my pup is in the care of the vet clinic.  Dad called to let me know they made it.  I asked if he behaved; he meaning Jasper.  Dad said as soon as they walked in another dog started making racket and Jasper began barking like crazy!  tehehehe  I told dad to tell them they better take care of my baby!

I miss my sweet Jasper already.  He'll be home Wednesday afternoon.  I sure hope they take good care of him.  **sniff**sniff**tear**

Until next time . . .

90 Years on this Earth!!!

Grandma with her (always) beautiful
crape myrtles 8/5/2010

Ninety years ago today, and still going strong, this little spit fire came into the world.  Happy Birthday Grandma Bertha!

Imagine, 90 years.  I can't fathom the changes, trials, and enjoyment one will see and endure over a 90 year span.  Born in 1920, this little lady has seen them all.  

• seen and gone through the Great Depression
• lived through the time of WWII
• enjoyed God's gift of marriage and was married for over 50 years to the love of her life, my wonderful Grandpa Leemon
• raised and has seen her three children grow up and raise their own families
• watched her grandchildren, great grandchildren and great-great grandchildren grow
• her nose has itched every day of her life . . . you would have to have been around her awhile to understand this!  hahaha
• lived through decades of technology change

I could go on about things she has seen, gone through, and enjoyed but I think you get the drift; she's been around awhile! ha  She tells us all the time that she doesn't feel 90 and that people tell her she doesn't look it.  Her words, "The good Lord has been good to me.  He's with me every day and every night.  If it weren't for Him I wouldn't be doing as good as I am.  I'm thankful to still be able to live on my own.  I give the good Lord all the credit."  I admit Grandma looks and does good for her age.  

So on this very special birthday I say, "Thank you Lord for giving grandma good health and (so far) 90 years of life, and for letting her still be here with us!"  She's my only grandparent with us so we've got to cherish all the moments. 

Happy 90th Birthday Grandma!!!  Love you so much!

Until next time . . .

Lue Preston Davis 8/29/1914 - 9/8/1995

We have been giving another beautiful Fall-like day today, even though it's on the rainy side.  Hey, we've had a dry, hot summer....I think the rain is beautiful!

Today's post is dedicated my wonderful grandpa Lue, whom I miss dearly.  Lue Preston Davis, born 8/29/1914, left this world and went home to be with our Lord 15 years ago today; 9/8/1995.  It's hard to sink in it's been 15 years.   Fifteen years ago we were in a different decade, fifteen years ago I was 16!

I have so many fond memories of my Grandpa (Lue) and Grandma (Hazel) Davis.  She left us May '88.  My memories:  spending a week or two at a time with them in the summer....going yard sale'n....going to auctions....going to singings....going to church.  I had never heard a preacher like Herlin Johnson!  We also fed the chickens and milked the cow; yes by hand!  When I was little Grandma ALWAYS had made me a new dress or two; got homemade dresses for every birthday I think.  Oh the summer days eating watermelon in the front yard; and spitting seeds at each other.  I can still see and hear them laugh.  I can also still hear them getting after me after I'd done something I shouldn't have! hahaha  I remember the family get-togethers and holidays and grandma's homemade pies YUM!  She was the best crust maker ever!  I remember grandpa having eggs and bacon practically every morning for breakfast.  He had cornbread and milk (in the same cup) most evenings.  I remember picking beans with them in the garden.  I remember grandpa's old (orange) Ford truck with the picture of horses on the back glass.  Something I can still hear is what my grandpa said to me EVERY time he saw me - his first words...."Whatcha been up to Puddin' Head?"  Goodness, there is so much to remember.

Most of all, I remember how much they loved us and how we loved them.  That's the best memory!

Thank you for the wonderful memories.  These memories means you're still in my heart forever and always.  I'll be seeing you again one day.  Love you Grandpa Lue and Grandma Hazel Davis.  Miss you both dearly!

Until next time . . .

The Funnies of Jasper...so far!

Ok, so I have this dog, a five month old lab puppy to be exact.  Officially he is Doc's Collins Ridge Fire Ball, but most of the time he goes by Jasper and occasionally Goober or Spaz.  He's Goober when he does something stupid like running into the barbwire fence.  He's Jasper when he's being his sweet self or in trouble.  And he's Spaz when, well, need I say more?!  Some days he goes by all three because he can't figure out who he wants to be.  haha

Let's just say last night he was Jasper-Spaz-Goober all in the same breath.  Is that possible? you ask.  Yes, yes it is!  To set the scene:  it's a breezy fall-like evening with a storm brewing on the horizon.  We're playing in the yard and fixing to head out for our evening walk.  Off we go, walking down the road.  We stop for a dip in the water, well Jasper did anyway.  Ok...I'm going to fast forward a bit.  We're in my sister's yard when our mom pulls into the drive.  We're all talking.  Jasper is under my feet and Tucker is tucked really close to us because it's thundering.  Jasper loves Tucker so he starts messing with him.  Tuck's too scared to growl so he just sits there and lets Jasper love on him.  Finally Tucker has had enough, right.  Tucker pins Jasper to the ground.  Jasper jumps up and starts zizzing around mom's car....he's entered Spaz mode.  Then, next thing I know he is behind me with his head between my legs just staring Tucker down!  hahahaha Super funny moment.

But the fun's not over . . . .

To continue in the excitement all Jasper wanted from my sister was for her to pet him and she wouldn't.  So, to get back at her ignoring him what does he do?  He runs to my sister's pool (it's one of those blue ones that look like a mushroom).  He jumps on the side and looks at my sister.  When she looks he jumps as if he's going to jump in (which he has before) and rests his paws over the side....then he looks at her in a brief stare down as if to say, "Ha!"  As soon as I start toward him to get him out of trouble and my sister starts toward him to woop his butt of course he gets down.  But, does he quit?  NOoooo, he has to continue the madness!  He runs to the OTHER side of the pool and does the same thing all over again.  The look on his face, as he's resting on the side of the pool, was absolutely priceless humor.  He knew he wasn't supposed to do it yet he did.  He knew my sister was going to get him, but he continued.  Mom and I laughed big time, my sister on the other hand . . .

Fun evening!  Good laughs!  Words to the wise - next time, pet the pup!

Until next time . . .

Every Child Deserves a Chance!

Our education system focuses on 'No Child Left Behind' . . . well, they need to also focus on the fact that 'Every Child Deserves a Chance!'. 

Schools and administrations say athletics is educational.  Well, then teach the students something instead of cutting them down and making them think they are worthless because they don't understand or lose.  If you lose a game, so what...teach the students something good out of that loss.  If you win a game, great!...teach the students to not be boastful, instead be grateful for the win and humble.  And I'm sorry, screaming and yelling at the kids because they mess up on the court or playing field is NOT educational!  Unless of course you want your children to learn how to scream and yell at others and show no respect.  Teachers should be uplifting not cutters to the core.  Children have enough problems at home; they don't need or deserve it at school too.

Over the last several years I, along with many, have watched school systems across the country change; change for no good I will add.  I can't go into this saying everything in our public schools is bad, because it's not.  There are still some great teachers in public schools.  But, those great teachers have their hands tied because of all the (stupid) reform and change going on in our schools; change and reform that is not good.  Students can't be disciplined to make a difference - the children rule the schools - cell phones need to go out the window for students and administration - PDA is running rampant - oh the list goes on. 

People, we need to get back to basics in education; the basic principle that EVERY child deserves a chance, EVERY child should be treated equally, EVERY child should be held to a higher standard of learning, EVERY child needs an education, EVERY child should hit the floor or the field if they play team sports (hello, it's team not a few), EVERY child should feel accepted by their teachers . . . EVERY!

I don't care if that child is physically slower than some (I've been there, I know the feeling), if they are on the team they play.  I don't care if that child isn't the first to the board during math relays, they deserve the same respect and education too. 

Teachers and administrators (again, not all are in the wrong profession) you need to remember YOU are the adult and you're no longer a child/student/buddy-chummy!  YOU set the bar for standards in the school.  If YOU act like a child then what do you think those students are going to act like?  If YOU show little or no respect, how do you think the students are going to treat other teachers and students?  If YOU run your mouth about students or teachers to other students, what do you think the students are going to do with the information? On the other hand, if YOU come to your job, enjoy it and show care, oh what a difference you'll make in changing the lives of the students.  This will make the students want to be there and want to get their education and want to better themselves!  Statistics prove we become who we're around . . .

So many students live a life of hell at home.  Schools nationwide should be a safe place filled with teachers/administrators who want to be there for those students, care for them, and encourage them to do better and achieve greatness.  We live in a lost and dying world that is in such a downward spiral it's scary.  Just like our economy and government needs a reform, so do our schools.  The government has just a tight a hold on the schools that it does the people.  It only takes one teacher/administrator to step out on faith and break the cycle that is ruining our schools.  Thus, making it impossible for respect-team playing-education to even be in the building.  Schools are becoming a glorified baby-sitter and just a place to store the children while moms and dads are elsewhere.  UGG!  It gripes me that US students are far behind other nations in education.  We live in the greatest country in the world.  We should want greatness for our children as well instead of dumbing down their education!!

EVERY child deserves a chance.  Until we all get back to the reality of this our education system will continue to go down the tubes in chaos and destruction and take our children with it!

Until next time . . .

Hello September!

Woke up this morning (thank the good Lord) and it was September 1st, 2010! Where has 2010 gone? We are in the last quarter of the year; can you believe it? I sure can't. Seems like yesterday the trees were just beginning to bud after their winter's sleep and the grass was starting to pop with green. Now, the leaves are turning shades of bronze and brown as they begin their winter's sleep. Remarkable how fast time goes. But, the way I see it, we've had almost another whole year of God's beauty and working for Him.
Fall is one of my favorite seasons. I love them all, but Fall is wonderful! The smell in the air and the color; OH, I just love it! Plus, we begin having those little black dots making their arrival on the Collins Ridge; aka new black baby calves in our Fall-birthing momma cows. One other wonderful thing about Fall...getting those flowerbeds ready for winter by mulching a clipping back their summer growth; or lack thereof with a dry summer (hopefully) behind us. This is just one way to spruce up the yard and give a final splash of fresh color before the flowers go to sleep till Spring.

I'm wishing you all a fabulous September and Fall! Enjoy God's beauty that is all around.

Until next time . . .

So I've Been Told.....

So I've been told, recently, that all I talk about is my puppy and traveling. Well, if that's all I know, besides family, church and work then what else am I supposed to talk about?! And, I really can't talk about my immediate family to my immediate family because I'm not telling them anything they don't already know anyway. Who wants to really carry on a conversation about work outside of work? That's called take work to work and leave it there.

Many people talk about the weather to start a conversation. I admit I'm guilty of the same when I don't know what to say. "So, how do you like this fall-like weather we're having?" To answer myself, "I'm loving it!"

What am I supposed to talk about if I'm not involved in 'it' or know anything about 'it'? You carry on a conversation about what you know. This is what I know: my church, my family, my puppy, an occasional trip somewhere. That's what I know so that's what I talk about.

To my friends who get an excessive low-down on any of the above; sorry that I have nothing more to talk about. It's not that I'm self-absorbed and can only talk about me, and it's not that I want to look better than anyone else (because believe me I'm not), but that's all I know. Many times I'm hesitant to discuss my latest travels unless I'm asked first. Simply because I realize I've been very fortunate and blessed to have done so or get to. I pray that I never come across snotty our proud because I'm neither and that is never my intention. I'm just a small town girl who never thought she would have a career she could be proud of or that she'd go anywhere outside a few close states. Some days something will pass my mind and I still can't believe I've seen several areas of the US and Europe. That's just something in my wildest dreams I never thought would happen.

I know it is all God so I must share what God is doing in my life. Without God I'd, first of all, not be here in the first place and would be lost in sin with no hope for eternity. Without God I'd be nothing, nowhere, zilch, nadda! I'm called by God to share and show how good He is. He does great things in my life and sometimes it's hard for me to comprehend why and why me. There are times I even think too hard and think that God might take it all away (He could you know). I always want to praise God for ALL He does in my life; good and bad. Believe me, I have storms of life too. If I don't praise God and show others His love then I'm not listening to God or answering my call. Not listening to Him can get you in big trouble!

So, anytime I'm talking about a trip; it's all God's doings and I LOVE to share about his beautiful creations I've been so fortunate to see across the globe. GOD IS HUGE!!! So, anytime I'm talking about much of nothing about my family; it's all God's doings because He has blessed me with such a wonderful and loving family. So, anytime I'm talking about my puppy Jasper; it's all God's doings because He's punishing me with having an awnry (spelling?) dog....just kidding...Japser has the potential to be a loving and sweet dog, but he's very much into that puppy phase. So, anytime I'm talking about my church; it's all God's doings because I'm very much involved with the church family and I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO LEAVE THIS WORLD LOST IN SIN AND UNSAVED!!!!!!!!! GOTTA SPREAD THE GOOD NEWS OF JESUS!!!!!!!

If I don't talk about what I know then I'll be talking about something I don't know. ???????

Until next time . . . how's the weather?

Fall is in the air...at least today it is!

***breath in***breath out*** That's what I did this morning as I stepped onto my front porch. I opened the door to what seemed like a season change in the works! Fall was in the air this morning indeed. I stepped out this morning shortly after 6 AM (I overslept) to go for a walk with my darling (SPAZ) puppy, Jasper. The moment I stepped out I was instantly when, "WOOO-booshy!" It was a tad chilly. But then I immediately began to take in/out deep breaths to soak in as much of that cool weather as I could. It was wonderful. Then, went around the house and found an already feisty puppy! He was in his pen raring to go. Let him out and he exploded with energy. Jasper didn't know which direction to run the fastest. He was here and there and back here again in about two seconds. Let's just put it this way....he was running so fast down the dirt road that he as slinging gravels! Oh man, what a fireball young Jasper is.

I'm already loving fall and it's still August!

Until next time . . .

Fog's in August - FOG UPDATE

Okay, so there have been 3 fogs in August. I was home for two of them, but was unsure if there was fog while I was on vacation. According to neighbors we had ONE fog from the 7th to the 12th. So, three fogs so far this August.....and it's the 24th!

Wonder what this winter will have in store for us?!

Until next time . . .

Darling Jasper...aka The SPAZ

So Jasper has adjusting nicely to his home in the country. He is right at home, trust me. I was recently gone for almost two weeks. With a 5 month old puppy that made things interesting; I had to get a puppy-sitter plus Jasper was teething (BAD)!! Thank goodness for my (adopted) sister Cristina and her little girl Dora. They camped out on the Collins Front for the first week I was gone. They were good puppy-sitters even though Jasper was a bit of a handfull at times. SORRY Cristina!!! While I was away Jasper discovered one of his, now, most favorite escapes....the old well house. There is no longer a cover over the well house; it is now just a block of concrete. But in that concrete is the space where back in old days the people would keep their milk cold. Now that the top is off the well house the hole holds water. Jasper is a water rat so, yep you guessed it....he found the water hole! Picture above denotes this new puppy oasis! Jasper now has to jump in and cool off practically every time he passes! He's too funny.


Between trips I had about a day and a half to play with my puppy. Then I was gone again. Only this trip my sister and her girls were the puppy-sitters. I think Jasper prefers Cristina and Dora, but shhhhh don't tell anyone! hahaha this was quite the eventful week. Jasper, so I was told, was a complete spaz for Renee and the girls. Can you blame him? He was missing his momma; he is teething; and he is just like a toddler/preteen in a 5 month old puppy body!!! I guess my four-legged furry critter chewed, ripped, and ran into everything in site! lol

After I got home I had to investigate and see if there was anything I needed to replace. I was concerned about mom's new landscaping lights :( EEK! But, Jasper never touched them; knock on wood. As I was investigating Jasper had to show me his new found oasis.....MOM'S FLOWER WATERING POOL!!!!! Noted by picture above. Oh my gosh, when I found him in that pool I was like, "my mother is going to hurt me!" He would just get in the pool, walking over/through the plants, and sit in the middle to rest his rump in the water! What can I say, it was hot and the dog was just trying to cool off.

This pup is a mess, but oh so sweet-when he wants to be. What can I say, "I love my puppy!"

Until next time . . .

Fog's in August - No. 2...by my counts

This morning I awoke to a fog. That's right...a fog in August. Now, by my record keeping that is only #2 and we only have a week and a half left of August. However, I have no idea if there were any fogs while I was away on vacation. I was home the 12th and 13th, but no fog. Who knows what kind of weather we had from the 7th to the 11th? I guess we'll have to just wait and see what this winter brings us.

I've been seeing wooly worms...yes, wooly worms also predict winter weather. The ones I've seen are orange/black/orange/black etc all the way down their bodies. The bands of color are very close and thin as well. What does this predict you ask? Well the orange predicts calm weather and the black, well you guessed it, predicts yucky weather. So to analyze the wooly worms I've seen: we'll have back and forth calm/wintery weather all winter long. I'll keep my eye out for the woolies!

Until next time . . .

It's Vacation time!

At the start of this entry I am on officially on vacation in t-minus 1 hour 39 minutes and 37 seconds! So excited! My family and I; this includes myself, mom, dad, my sister (Renee) and her girls (Shanea, Dee & Jasmine). We are Colorado bound! Estes Park to be exact.

I'll back up a bit...we were supposed to be Gulf Shores, AL bound, but you'll probably recall the BP oil spill of April 2010! Nuff said about that!

So, we're heading to Colorado and getting on the road tonight. We like to drive at night when there are several of us to drive :) We're headed for cooler weather, spacious skies, and those fabulous Rockies! It's not an extended stay, but it's just enough. Plus, when you're with family that's all that matters.

When we get home we have to unload Renee's mama wagon, Maude, and pack it up again. Dear sweet Shanea is going to college! She moves in on Friday the 13th. We're so proud of her and the young lady she is becoming. Wishing Shanea much luck and enjoyment for her Freshman year at College of the Ozarks.

Then, on Friday night (the 13th) mom, dad and myself are off to St. Louis. THEN bright and early Saturday morning we're leaving on a jet plane to Boston, MA!!! Oh my, can not wait! We're going to the 2010 Solid Waste Convention...that's not the official name of the meeting, but it's all about recycling and recycled products. They are pretty awesome fun!

So, this is going to be a jam packed adventures 12 days. I'm looking forward to it and am going to embrace life and God. God is so good. Praying now for safe travels, no car trouble, and all attitudes stay in check!

Unless I have wifi on the road I'll be back on the 19th!

Until next time . . .

Election Results

Well, Election Day 2010 has come and gone for another time. Dad ran a very good campaign and had much support, but fell short by a mere 22 vote spread. Considering he was challenging an incumbent and a supposedly 'big to do' name he did very well. Woop-tee-doo on the big to do name; a name doesn't get you anything but the ability to buy people!

Anyway...I won't be negative or a poor sport about it. If one dwells on the negative aspects of this issue one could easily be angered and let anger take control...But we're not because we know the truth behind all the lies! The fact that the guy didn't want to run anyway and told my dad he wasn't going to is one indication he didn't want it. It wasn't until my dad filed that the guy got all on the defense; probably because he didn't think dad had the guts to challenge him. Well, dad did challenge him and had him on the edge of his seat until the final wire; when we came up short on votes. Over half of the precincts wanted dad, but certain clicks are hard to penetrate. And, this guy takes a week's vacation practically once a month and gets paid full salary! Not many people know this probably. PLUS, it must be nice to buy your votes and make all these donations to part of the community right before election; the only part of the community where dad got the least amount of votes I might add. Pretty convenient if you ask me. Oh blah, blah, blah!

But, dad is good and okay about it. This was not part of God's plan. It's simply another puddle in one of life's storms. Yes, I'm a bit defensive about it, but it strikes a nerve; especially when we know why certain people vote against you. They call you friend with one breath and stab you in the back with the next. Even though I know everything happens for a reason and God is in control, some things are still frustrating. We've always been considered by select clicks as lowly, not good enough and not upper crust enough to run with the big dogs. But let me just say....none of that matters. To be frank, I don't want to ever be a big dog. I like it just fine right where I am. I know who we serve and serving Him is the only thing that matters. He (God) will take care of everything. One day the lies will be exposed and the 'big-to-do' name won't matter; doesn't ever matter to God!

Sorry for venting my frustrations!

Until next time . . .

Fog's in August - No. 1

I was reminded this morning that it is August. I've known it was August for 3 days now, but it didn't dawn on me that it was August until I was gripping about the heavy fog this morning. Then my sister kindly reminded me by saying, "isn't there something about the fogs in August?" I said, "YES!" I totally would have forgotten. Thanks sis!

For all who don't remember or if this is the first time you're reading my blog...the number of fogs in August supposedly, according to folklore, represent the number of snows we'll receive in the winter months. Oddly enough this is pretty accurate. Nonetheless it's always fun counting the fogs and then counting the snows. One thing about it...if you had 10 fogs in August once you reach snow 9 in the winter you know (hope) we're almost done with wintery precip!

Get to counting those Fogs in August and happy counting!

Until next time . . .

It's a BIG Day!!

Election Day 2010 is here! There are no words for all that's going through my mind today. I can only imagine what's going through my dad's mind; after all it is his name on that election ballot. Dad's name may be there, but he runs his race as a family. So, behind that name with dad is mom, Renee and the girls, and myself. We are in it together.

To be short and sweet today...much on the mind and feel very close to God today because we've talked so much today! Hopefully at the day's end we'll hear, "Gary Collins has won and will be the next Presiding Commissioner of Ozark County, Missouri."

Until next time . . .

Half way through ...

Who knew my 'until next time . . . ' at the end of every blog would be almost a month! Wow, it is already July, 19, 2010! Where has the year gone? Where has the month gone? Last I knew it was June and now it's almost the end of July. I noticed I haven't blogged since June so I best get back to it.

Summer-time is always busy, busy, busy. From working in the yard, working in the hay and doing VBS summer is jam packed with loads of fun. Seems like once the weather starts getting nice in March I don't go inside until November! I love being outside working and doing something. I guess that comes from being in a gray cubical all day during the week. Although, when the weather's hot like it has been you will more than likely find me on the couch until about 6 or 7 PM....then outside I go :)

We just wrapped up VBS 2010 at Needmore Church of God. Attendance and spirit were great this year. All the kids (and adults) had a blast traveling back in time to Egypt and learning about Joseph's journey from prison to palace. GREAT WEEK!!

I've had my pup, Jasper, for a month now. Hard to believe I've already had him that long. He has grown sooooo much and is already sooooo spoiled. He's got this thing about chewing on ankles! Got to get that stopped! But, he's already learned to sit. He sits at attention as soon as I say sit. It's funny cute. He's working on shake. He doesn't quite get it yet. He'll shake out of the blue without even asking him. Then when you ask him to shake he looks at you like, "what in the world are you talking about?" hahaha He's just got a lot of funny, silly puppy in him. Like many men (boys) he doesn't multi-task very well at all :) Oh, but I love my puppy. We take walks most every (early) morning and evening. It's funny, Jasper expects that walk and won't leave me alone until we do.

Friday Jasper did have another 'first' and I didn't get to see it :( The girls were taking him for a walk, since it was VBS week and he'd been neglected. Tucker, mom & dad's lab, went on the walk too. Jasper LOVES Tucker and aggravating him. Tucker is much better and is beginning to like the pup. Anyway. So they were walking . . . . walking . . . . walking . . . . and Tucker decides he wants to go for a swim (which he does often). Mind you, we don't live by a river - we have ponds! You see where this is going don't you? Tucker loafs off to the pond and Jasper follows. Of course he does because Jasper follows Tucker everywhere! Dee was terrified because she thought Jasper was too little to get in the pond so she goes running after him trying to rescue. Well, do you think he listened? Uh, no. Tucker's in the pond and shortly behind him in dives Jasper and he starts swimming away! Oh how Jasper loves water. When Tucker was that size he wouldn't go near the pond. In fact, it took Tucker forever to pond swim. But now there's no stopping him. So that's my "Jasper News" for the day.

The countdown to vacation is on too by the way. Normally I've gone on vacation by now and am relaxed from time off. But it was pushed back this year and time off is long overdue. 18 days to go and I can't wait! Would have been basking in the sun while sinking my toes in the white sands of the Gulf beaches but we know that won't happen this year. Oil spill blah!

But the most important thing right now is "Election Day 2010 - August 3rd". That's the day folks go to the poles and cast their votes in the Ozark County Presiding Commissioner race. Oh how we hope and pray dad gets elected. He has worked very hard over the past 20 years to help the county only to be defeated (by a political game) in his re-election 2 years ago. It's time to get dad back in there and get back to serving the people. He is so good at what he does and I'm not just being partial cause he's my dad. There's not many people around anymore who want what's best for others and works hard to do what's right. But my dad is still a man of that caliber. He's the man for the job.

Happy reading and have a wonderful day!

Until next time . . .

Welcoming Jasper

On Father's Day (6/20/2010) I became a mom...well, sorta.

On this day I gladly welcomed a 20-something pound, four-legged, big brown eyed, chewing everything in sight monster, sweet yellow lab into my life!! His name is Jasper. I have wanted a dog for a long time. My parents and sister each have one so why not me? Well, I understand that two big lab dogs on one ridge is a lot and we didn't want to hurt their feelings. Mom and dad have the oldests of the dogs, Ben - he's 12. My sister has the youngest, now middle child, Tucker - he's 7. They are the best dogs. I knew exactly which pup's feelings would be hurt if another pup was brought onto the place..yep, you guessed it, Tucker! Ben didn't mind at all, in fact I think he likes Jasper. Tucker on the other hand, a dog who rarely barks...well, he barked alright and showed some teeth with a growl!! He will get over it.

So blogger buddies..meet 12 week old Jasper, born March 24th, 2010. I haven't nailed down his registered name yet, but he is definitely going by Jasper.

Thunder in February...Frost in May!

Well folks I believe this folklore, wisetale, whatever you want to call it held true to it's name. Thunder in February, Frost in May. We have a couple days left of May 2010, but I seriously doubt it's going to get cold enough to bring a frost. Don't you? It's always interesting to track these things and then see if they ring true.

Until next time . . .

Long time no blog!

Hello blogger buddies. I was just realizing today I haven't blogged in a while; and I have no excuse - except for I forgot!

Nothing really exciting going on in my world that I can think of. Just the normal routine for me. My oldest niece, Shanea, is graduating from high school this week - this is exciting. Boy how time flies. I remember when she came into our family 3 1/2 years ago; as a freshman. Don't know that my sister truly knew what she was saying yes to when she took the girls in that cold December day, but I know she wouldn't change anything for the world.


My, how Shanea has grown up. She was a 'scared rabbit' a few years back and never hardly said a word. Boy, has she changed!! Nowadays you get her going and she doesn't hush. I truly feel fortunate and blessed that I've been able to watch her grow up and mature into a fine young lady on fire for God! I remember her Freshman year being a rough one; didn't want to do her homework, but did and could have cared less about school and making anything of herself. One day during her Sophomore year I think it clicked...she was talking about college and what she wanted for her life. She is on the track to accomplishing all those things. I am very proud of her and the goals she has set. Her life is in front of her and she knows she's worth it and can do anything she puts her mind to.

Shanea has been accepted to College of the Ozarks in Point Lookout, MO; she's majoring in elementary education. Seeing her work and grow at church I just know she will make a fine teacher! Congratulations Shanea Renee Smith..your auntie Lindsay loves you so much and is so very proud of you!!! God Bless you Shanea and the entire graduating Class of 2010!

Goodness, what a wild 3 1/2 years it's been. Lots of changes, happenings, tears, laughs and moments in my family. You never know what life is going to throw at you until it's a line drive right at you. You just got to be ready to catch it!



Until next time . . .

Tornadoes, Cows & Calves OH MY!

Hello Blogger world! I'll warn you in advance this is a lengthy post.

Wow...what an interesting weekend I'm coming off of. What started out as a normal Friday at 5 quickly turned into a nightmare and busy time ahead.

Friday after work my sister and I were planned to meet our parents and my sister's girls at Gainesville for the annual Lion's Club Auction. Mom was feeling tired & her foot continues to be sore from surgery so she decided to stay home. Shortly after we arrived at the high school in Gainesville we noticed the weather. Not long after we got there there were reports of tornadoes spotted, headed straight for Gainesville. Needless to say they didn't have to tell me twice to get in the locker room! After the notification of tornadoes we called mom to tell her to get in the basement. She had been working outside in the flower bed when she saw the black clouds roll in.

We kept a constant contact with mom making sure she was ok. At 6:29 pm I was on the phone with mom checking things out. The hail had just stopped and she said the air was eary & creepy..NOT GOOD! As we were talking she was looking out the windows and finally realized what she was looking at...the top of a tornado! She said there were little funnels dropping out the sky near the top of the main twister. Suddenly I get an "Oh my goodness!" from mom and 'click' to the phone. Needless to say I didn't have a calm bone in my body at that moment. I went to find dad and let him know...he wasn't calm either. I think my blood pressure was through the roof because I didn't know if mom was ok or not. Finally at 6:43 pm she was able to get back through; the power had gone out momentarily. She was safe and nothing was hurt.

Across the hollar and on the other side of the hill where mom saw the tornado on the other hand was a different story. The severity of the damage makes the rural area look like a bomb dropped and created a war zone like atmosphere. It is amazing what Mother Nature can do. There is much damage to homes and timber, BUT...all lives were spared. What could have been a terrible situation was protected. At a time when everyone was already home from work God was looking out. Most every home that had damage or was destroyed was occupied by the families living in those homes. They walked out without a scrape! This is the remarkable part of the story and the main theme that is being carried across the community.

Me and my family was unable to help Friday night as we were out of town. We tried getting the tractor to the Freeman's on Saturday but could not go further when we came upon a string of huge trees twisted and splintered by the storm. I hope to help this week anywhere I can.

Yesterday of course was church day. But, it was also cattle working day; the last of the cattle!! Dad, myself & Dee were on duty to get those mommas fly tagged & all wormed. This was the herd of cattle that our oldest cows are in. So, dad wanted to 'mouth' some of them to check if it was time for them to go to the sale barn. By 'mouth' I mean check their teeth to check age. I so wish I'd had my camera with me to take some shots of snotty cow mouths and teeth...so funny! But, I didnt' have a clean hand to hold a camera! We got the job done.

Dad was watching a cow that looked like she might calve later in the day. We put her in the corral so she'd be easy to check. Later in the evening we went back to check on her and she was in obvious pain, but not showing all the signs she was ready to calve...no water bag, no straining really. But, she definitely was in pain and wanted out of that corral. We decided to run her in the runway so we could inspect the situation. She was not dilated hardly any, but that calf needed to come out. We had to go get our light holder, Dee, and pull that baby. Again, wish I'd had my camera or video...but really wouldn't have wanted my slimy hands on my camera! Dad got the pulling chains on the feet of the calf, and away we pulled. Poor momma wasn't helping us at all. We would pull, she would pull..she should have been pushing, but she would pull back on us. My arms are like spaghetti today. Finally after several minutes we just held a steady grip and she gave us one little push. At that moment the head was released and here came the baby. The calf was HUGE...no way she could have had it on her own. Dad made the comment, "there's me a herd bull (it's a Charlois). I said, "that's a heifer!" Dad's remark, "You're kidding me!" Such a big baby calf; half grown. Not really, but it's a thooster!

Finally got in the house yesterday after 9 pm; covered in poo and mud and slimy gunk! Already tired and the week is just beginning. But, it's all worth it.

What God brings us to He will bring us through!

Have a good week everyone

Until next time . . .

checking in...

Well, it's been a few days since I visited the world of blogging. You may be wondering why my tribute to the little black dots..aka new baby calves..has kinda stopped. Well, that's because those mommas aren't popping those calves out every day like they were. They have slowed down. This tends to happen on the farm. You'll have several for days straight and then a plateau. I think we have 7 of our heifers that haven't had their babies yet and 7 of the older mommas in the back patch. Then, we'll be done till fall! Now, those little black dots are growing like weeds! I've been able to capture a few good pics of them.

(little gray calf is #104 II...he is one of the twins we put on momma #104 that lost her calf)
Not much else going on in life or around the farm other than the norm. Life is good. I'm loving the beautiful weather we're having. The trees and flowers are in full bloom. The Ozarks is a sea of color pop! Tis a beautiful place to live!
Happy Spring everyone!

Until next time . . .

Walking is invigorating!

Okay, for a different route to the blog....WALKING!!!

A few girls, or ladies, I work with and I have been walking during lunch; Becky, Ashley and Glenda to be percise. I think we have walked everyday for the last work week except one. Note to self..document days walked!

So walking...we've been walking. I think I have the same thinking as Becky...I feel great! I feel so refreshed, invigorated, and alive!! We have this great 1 mile path we take on our break...see ain't it pretty?!


You know...walking and getting control of one's life is not about what other people think of me. Oh sure, worry about what others think of me and knowing that some don't even give me a chance because all they see is the outer layer does weigh on my feelings. But, that is not going to get me healthy. This is about getting my life back and quit fretting over how others perceive me. It's time to take control of my body. God gave this body to me not the world for the world to knock it down!

I've come to realize that if a person doesn't give me a chance at knowing me because of my outer layer then I'm not not going to worry about it. Not that I'm some sort of wonder woman because I'm just as normal small town as you get, but it's their loss right?! I tell you being heavy most of my life has made me realize that I never want to be a bully. It's not fun being picked on. You might ask, "why do you talk this way, you're an adult?" Well, I'll tell you, it's not fun getting picked on, ridiculed, laughed at, or called mean things; all of which I've had to deal with much of my life because, well, I'm fluffy! For a long time I held in a lot of anger because of all this. But now, I've FINALLY realized, that it's not about them and I feel sorry for them because they have no compassion and feel they have to pick on others to feel good about themselves! WOW...It's taken me 31 years to get that out!!! Anyway, enough of the so called drama.

I'm finally taking control of my life and body. It's mine, God gave it to me, and I'm going to get it healthy. Thank you to my wonderful friends who inspire me to do better and walk with me. It's not easy nor will this battle of losing (all the while gaining my life back) be easy, I wouldn't lie and say it is...BUT I will conquer!!! and polish up this fine body God gave me..lol lol I know gag right?! hehehehe Hey, I have to have confidence and that confidence starts with me and knowing that I am a Child of God, He makes no mistakes, and He made me beautiful in His image!!!

Got a little longer winded than I had intended...with me that happens. Oh no, I hear that Mtn. Home lunch bell! Later blogger buddies.

Until next time . . .

Update to 'Spring-Dandy' post

This is an update to my blog post 'Spring-Dandy'. Sadly baby #104 did not survive a bout of scours. Unfortunately loosing babies or momma cows does occur on the farm. Thankfully it's not that often, but when it does happen it's hard and sad at the same time. Dad and I both attach ourselves to the cattle and their babies....they're just so cute and fun it's hard not to get attached.

But, the high side to this unfortunate event is that another cow had twins a few days prior to loosing baby #104.....so the race is on to try and get momma #104 to adopt the runt twin who dad has been feeding on a bottle. Yesterday we began trying to get the momma to take the baby. Little did we know the runt baby, who I have named Hot Rod, was infact getting a little milk from his birth momma even though dad was bottle feeding it. Yesterday afternoon Hot Rod didn't want anything to do with his adoptive momma so we left them in the corral together to bond. We went back to the barn in the evening to try again to get Hot Rod to suck his new momma. It took him a minute, but after he got everything figured out he was in milk heaven!!! We'll leave the two in the corral together for several days for them to bond. #104 momma was already bonding as she gave motherly moos to Hot Rod last night. Hopefully all goes well and she takes the baby!

Farm life never gets dull or boring that's for sure. As my mother says, "If it ever gets quiet around the house we know something is wrong!"

I hope you all are enjoying reading my spring blogs dedicated to all those little black dots making their debut on the Collins Ridge Farm. This is definitely one of my favorite times of the year living on the farm!

Until next time . . .

Spring-dandy!

This is simply a beautiful morning! The birds are so happy today and the air is so still. Yum...just love springtime!

I stepped to the backdoor this morning to check bulging heifer #104; while I was on the phone with dad who was asking me if I could see her. Reluctantly for a moment as I had just placed my glasses on my face for the first time today, I moved through the house. I got to the back door, peeped out the window and laid my eyes on a brand new life - a charcoal gray little dot!! Still trying to wake myself I told dad, "yep, she's got it," and that was that. It wasn't until after I hung up the phone that I was more awake. Then I was able to witness God is His greatness..that little dot was jumping and bouncing all over the place; all the while making its momma a nervous wreck. Sweet, sweet morning indeed!
(see the grayish colored cow in the middle of pic? her new charcoal baby is laying right beside her)


So, if my count is correct, that is 15 babies...7 more to go in this patch. Shortly after dad called he came up to inspect the new arrival. In a matter of moments that little dot was complete; being adorned with her new #104 3/24 yellow ear tag...so cute!!!
My dad and Tucker-the pup after they came up to inspect the new baby and give it it's new ear tag.


Have a spring-dandy day everyone!

Until next time . . .

Spring has Sprung in the Ozarks

With temperatures near 70 today and we're past the Spring Equinox; I think it's safe to say that Spring has sprung!!! Oh, there may be a few more cold days and nights here and there, but Spring is here. YAY!

The daffodils, aka jonquils, aka easter lilies are in full bloom. One can see hints of yellow bursts all along the way. The birds have also been singing loving, "Good morning Lindsay," tunes. What a wonderful way to be greeted. My yard has been full, I mean full, of big ole fat Robins and little blue birds. I think I counted 50 robins the other morning. I haven't seen any Martins yet; hopefully they'll make their arrival soon.

The little black dots have slowed down a little on the arrivals. We haven't had any new babies for the last few days. Hopefully those mommas will get in gear and start popping again. The little dots we do have are starting to feel their oats; all the while bucking, running, and jumping across the fields. They are just so cute!

Of course one is busy year round on the farm, but this time of year gets exceptionally busy. Dad is starting the fertilizing of the hay fields and pastures. It'll be time to cut that hay in no time...hopefully God will bless us with good rains to have a good hay crop. We've already talked about farming being busy right now with all those babies arriving, and it's time to put in all those cross fences..uggg gaucho wire is not very forgiving at all!!! Not really what I want to spend my weekends doing, but I feel obligated to help mom and dad; plus that fencing will be so nice once it's finished.

On a totally different note....it's now officially election year again. My dad, Gary Lee Collins, filed as a candiate for the Ozark County Presiding Commissioner. The past 20 years dad has been in county government; 4 of that serving as Presiding Commissioner. Not that I'm biased, but dad is very good at what he does for the county. He has a financial mind set and a sturn head on his shoulders to work and do what is necessary to run a productive, in the black, county. I won't say all those years were easy, but he has the know how to make it work. He works for the people, not a political agenda. So, don't forget to vote in Ozark County, Missouri on August 3rd, 2010.

Well, guess that's enough for now.

Until next time . . .

Springing Forward & 365

Well, daylight savings time 2010 has arrived, although I think I'm a little spring-lagged. Normally the time change doesn't affect me, but I was tired going into this one. It's weird...I can't go to sleep at night because my mind is telling me, "it's only 10 pm," when now it's actually 11. Then in the morning, I can't get up because my mind is telling me, "it's only 6 am," when it's actually 7 and I've got to get up for work!! Strange how our mind tricks us. Anyway, I always welcome daylight savings time because that means for more daylight in the evenings for walking and just being able to be outside.

Last night dad and I were driving steel pipe posts for our corral fencing. Before we knew it it was dusky dark, thinking it was around 6:30 and it was after 8! Wew, time flies when you're having fun. I hadn't even been in the house yet from being home from work and it was after 8. But, we got all the post drove so dad could go back today and get them all perfectly level and the same height. We got a couple of them a tad bid off the straight line, but dad said, "In 100 years it won't bother me." That got me to thinking, "who will own our family farm in 100 years? Will it be my children's children and their children; pending I ever have children?" Pondering thought!

The little black dots have slowed down a little. For the first couple weeks in March a steady stream of the little calves were arriving. We are now up to 12 calves with 10 heifers yet to calve. They are so cute. They are getting big enough now that they venture off from their mommas and buck across the field....so cute.

Even though the heifers behind the house have slowed down, the older mammas in the back have kicked in. I think we've had 4 calves in the back pasture just this week. So there are little black dots everywhere on the Collins Ridge Farm. That's one of the things I love about spring; the new baby calves! It never gets old, I don't care how old I am. Love it, love it!

On a totally different note, today marks the real countdown....in 365 days is the 2011 Mediterranean Journey to Italy & Spain!!!!!!!! Yahoo!! I'm not at all excited, can't you tell? haha. That's 365 days to mentally prepare...365 days to physically prepare...and 365 days to healthily lose XXX number of pounds. We'll see.

Happy almost Spring everyone. Have a great day.

Until next time . . .

Sunshine, Sports, Travel & Black Dots!

It was a busy weekend on the farm. To start the weekend off, my sister and I along with our friend Debbie from church traveled to Poplar Bluff, MO for the 2010 Maximizing Ministries conference being held at the First Church of God. It was an awesome conference w/Steve Rennick serving as guest speaker. He spoke on holiness. GREAT JOB!!! On Saturday we each attended two break-out sessions. We all attended the Seas of Change conference by the speaker. Then Renee and I attended the youth ministry session: Daycare Part II? and Debbie attended the children's ministry session: Fun with PVC. After the individual sessions we all met together again for a final worship service with the awesome praise and worship band from 1st Church an the speaker. Great time!

Since I wasn't home Friday night or Saturday I missed out on the new black dots being born. It was a busy night for dad. Friday there were three new baby calves: #145, #114 and #141. Saturday there was one new baby calf: #138.

We had to hurry back on Saturday because both the Lady Falcons and Falcons from Dora were playing in the District Class 1 Championship games. I think we got back around 4:30pm. I took a brief nap....guess I was really sleeping good because my family honked at me for 10 minutes and I never heard them. Finally my dad came in my house to see if I was going. I was SLEEPY. It took me a while after I got to the game to wake up. Anyway, this isn't about me. So, the girls played agains Bakersfield and brought home the victory; 45 to 40. Then the boys played Eminence and brought home the victory; 62 to 47. What a spectatular night for Dora Falcon Basketball. This is the first time in a long time the Dora boys have won the district title, but the first time in the school's history the girls have won the district title. Plus, it's very rare that both teams from the same school win the district title...PLUS, we were on our HOME COURT!!! Great night!

Sunday morning was active for dad as he had to pull another calf before coming to church. #110 delivered this morning. I might add she is very proud of her baby and extremely particular. As dad says, "She's a little ronchy and would like to get my hip pocket if I get too close to her baby!"

Had a great service at church this morning. Everyone seemed chipper with the lovely weather. We had an awesome service with Justin F. filling in for our pastor. He grew up attending the Needmore Church of God, but has since married and moved to Springfield; serving on the police force and actively involved in the First Church of God. We are so proud of Justin and his work in the Church.

I grilled out today on my BBQ. YUMMY is all I have to say. Mom and dad were checking cattle when I was grilling and wanted to know if dinner was ready. I told them they weren't invited, but I was just kidding. They thought I was kidding when I hollared at them later and told them dinner was ready. It was nice having mom and dad up. As always, we had a lovely visit. Had contata practice today for the Easter Contata. It is a very pretty piece and arrangement of music. I just hope we can pull it all together in the next few weeks. I'm sure we will.

Sunday evening I made my normal 10 pm cattle run with dad. One of the soon-to-be mommas was showing signs that she would calve soon. We figured this particular girl would be a bit salty..aka she's somewhat on the sassy side, so we decided to go ahead and put her in the corral for 'just in case' she needed help getting that baby here. Of course this would mean coming back in a couple of hours to check her, but I'd rather try and put her in the corral at 10 pm when she's not hurting as bad than chasing her after midnight when she's really hurting and doesn't want anyone to mess with her. So, that's what we did. We didnt' have too hard a time getting her in the corral. Dad picked me back up just after midnight to go check her. Still no baby. So to help her out and insure the calf was ok we ran her in the runway of the corral and assisted in the delivery. I really got to help on this one. I held the tail for a while, but dad needed help with the pulling. So, dad and I both were in there behind that cow, pulling chains on the calf's front feet, dad had one hook and I had the other and away we went to pulling. It didn't take long (about 15 minutes maybe) to pull the calf, but she sure needed help. That calf hit the ground with a thud and we then went to tickling it's nose with a stick of straw to get it to sneeze give. It's so funny when those little babies are all gooey and shake their heads and blow snot so they can breath. New life is awesome to experience!!! Soon after we let new momma #108 out so she could meet her baby. She looked at it a minute like, "what is that thing over there?" Then she went to smelling it and mooing like crazy at her new baby. Needless to say, she's a proud mamma. But, much to our surprise, she wasn't salty at all. She just stood there until that baby hit the ground.

So 11 babies in 9 days = 11 more to go!!

To top off this wonderful, yet extrememly busy weekend....the weather was sunshinny and BEAUTIFUL!!! Windows are up a little and the heat is OFF!!

Until next time . . .

Little Black Dots & Sunshine

We were blessed with sunshine yesterday....I have so missed the sunshine. Even though the sun comes up everyday, thankfully, it is not always visible and covered by chilly weather clouds. So it's exceptionally sweet to see it!

Another black dot arrived on the Collins Ridge Farm yesterday; a healthy strapping bull. It arrived in what is becoming the all to familiar fashion; needing help and having to be pulled. Although this sometimes is a common thing with first calf heifers, it can be stressful because you don't want to lose any or the momma. I wasn't there for this birth :( because he made his arrival in the daytime instead of his momma waiting until after 10 pm!! Whew, those births make for some late nights!

This particular black dot needs a few days of pampering. He was so cramped in tight quarters that he needs a few days to <::S::><::T::><::R::><::E::><::T::><::C::><::H::> out so he can stand up on his own. Last night was church night so I didn't get to help dad bottle feed him (had to give him colostrum which is the first most important milk and nutrients for a newborn calf), but did participate in making him a lovely, warm place to sleep. He and his momma got to sleep in slumber inside the nice warm barn complete with a fresh hay bed.

Momma #147, birthed on 3/3/10, with some help - loves her baby because she would just lovingly moo to him. Plus, she really doesn't like anyone messing with him. She'll give a snort and a head butt if you're not careful. Oh, she's not a mean cow, just protective.

Oh, and since he is a special black dot he has been dubbed the name Chief! Since he's the biggest calf naturally he's going to be the big Chief when he gets to go outside and romp and play with the other black dots! Hopefully Chief's front legs will stretch out and he will be okay.

Let's see if more black dots arrive today. So far dots have arrived everyday since 2/28.

Until next time . . .

Little Black Dots; numbers 3, 4 & 5

So far the spring calving season has been consistent and hasn't left any room for dull moments. Babies number 3, 4, & 5 have arrived and more are expected today.

Here's the rundown thus far:

Momma 109 birthed, on her own, the first of the black dots on 2/28/10 - a heifer
Momma 137 birthed, w/some help from us, on 2/28/10 - a bull
Momma 136 birthed, w/some help from us, on 3/1/10 - a heifer
Momma 114 birthed, on her own, on 3/2/10 - a bull

And, in the other batch of mommas, my cow had a shinny black dot on 3/2/10!!! YEAH!!!! I was so excited. Dad and I were making our 10 pm baby check last night checking the mommas and making sure they were okay. When we got to the back field we discovered a new baby back there!!! We drove up close to the cow and calf to see which cow it was. As soon as her number was visible I was like, "Yeah, that's my cow!!!" Doesn't take much to excite me. lol

The heifers are always interesting. Since they are having their first calf you never can tell about them on if they are close or not. Momma 136, from above, is a perfect example. During the day on the 1st she wasn't showing any signs of being sick. But, on our 10 pm run we discovered she was trying to calve and needed help as she was barely dilated. So at a little after 10 pm dad and I were trying to get her into the corral so we could give her some help by pulling the calf. Had to go get mom for this one....needed a tail holder! She was not a happy camper with us. She tried jumping over the corral runway and would not help us out at all. Can't say that I blame her though. How would you act if you had something pushing and pinching on you like that and it wouldn't come out?! Anyway, after a little excitement of containing her to the head shoot we finally got her calmed down and pulled that baby. I think the baby arrived somewhere around 11 pm or so.

It is amazing to me how those mommas instantly start mooing to their babies and immediately know what to do once that baby hits the ground. This is natural born instinct. God's creations are amazing!

We'll see what's waiting when I get home from work today. Can't wait!!

Until next time . . .

Little Black Dots are arriving!

I just love, love, love spring; for so many reasons. One, after long gloomy winters it is refreshing to see color and breath crisp air. Two, my morning greetings usually come from the sweet splendor of the singing, chirping birds. And three, spring brings new baby calves on the Collins Farm.

This year I am exceptionally excited because 22 heifers are in the lot right behind my house. Ok, here's my back door, which goes into my yard, which is separated from the lot by barb wire fencing. You get the picture on how close that lot is? Yep, it's close. I go to the back door every morning to see if anything is out of the norm. Spring calving season also means for a late night stroll on the 4-wheeler w/my dad. He checks those girls like a hawk! Anyway, back to the babies.

You might be asking, "Why do these heifers bring more excitement?" You see, we raised these baby girls and now they are fixing to be mommas for the first time!! They are so special when you raise them and have seen them grow up. Sunday morning, February 28th, 2010 started all the excitement!! I was taking my morning trip through the house to the back door to check out the girls. Down in the far corner of the pasture I saw something that looked a bit unusual; unusual in the sense that it wasn't there the day before. It was early so my eyes were still adjusting. To see if that unusual spot was really what I thought it was I gave out a hollar, "Good morning Girls," to the heifers. To my surprise that unusual spot moved followed by the spotting of ears! I was so excited. I ran, got the phone, and dialed my mom and dad's house. See, dad usually calling me of a morning to see if everything looks ok. Well, I beat him to the punch. He picks up the phone and w/o me saying hello I said......"Get up, get up, get up, we have a black dot!" His response was, "REALLY?!" Yay, #109 gave birth to a beautiful little heifer calf; so black and shinny!

Yesterday was such a beautiful day so I was outside much of the afternoon painting my storage building. Have to have it painted before Tuesday because my car canopy is being installed in front of the building. YAY! Anyway, while I was enjoying the sunshine I kept my eye on the heifers. This one fat girl kept pacing the field. Knew she wasn't feeling good. After a while I noticed one of the heifers balling continuously, a distress call, so I decided to check it out. Much to my surprise baby number two was on it's way. But, she was needing some help. So I hollared at dad. Yes, we don't usually need phones at my house cause I just hollar across the hay field and they hear me if we're outside, and he was on his way. Got the expecting momma into the corral and runway to help her out. Ten minutes later a strapping black shinny bull calf made is entrance on the Collins Farm. His momma loved him instantly as she began mooing to him and cleaning him up.

Jasmine, Renee's youngest, was there for the excitement as I held the tail (and pulled on skin, but no need for graphics here) while dad and Renee pulled. Jasmine was in awe! I asked her when I was washing my hands if she'd ever seen that before. She gave me a quick grin of amazement and said, "No." I told her that was her initiation to farm life!

So an exciting weekend on the Collins Ridge. Two little black dots made their arrival. I suspect there will be more by the time I get home this evening. Hopefully I can get my camera out there and bring you pics!

Until next time . . .

No Thunder...No Frost!

One of my favorite 'wise tales' or folklores is this: Thunder in February, Frost in May. Meaning, if we get thunder in the month of February then we will see a late frost in May. Well guess what? February 2010 was very quiet and no thunder rolled across the hills and hollers in my neck of the woods. So keep your eye on May and let's see if this rings true.

Until next time . . .

Got a surprise!

Hello again Monday and blogger friends!

Well, over the weekend I received quite a surprise...and was too startled to get my camera! I was going outside Saturday to burn trash and take out the garbage. I noticed my trash can was slightly off it's blocks so I needed to adjust it to keep it from falling over. You see, there are silly heifers behind the house and they like to push around my trash can! Silly cows! Side note - what's funny is where I'm burning trash and the calves curiously come up to the trash can, w/burning trash inside, and put their noses to it! They quickly snort and back off! Anyway...back on track now. So I'm leaning over the barb-wire fence to pull the barrel back on the blocks. Normally I would never lean over the fence; I would just throw the trash in and light her up. I leaned slightly to scoot the barrel and I saw something in the bottom of the barrel that wasn't quite right...so, I carefully leaned a little further. Much to my surprise and being completely startled, there were two HUGE opossums curled up in the bottom of the barrel!!! Like to have scared me to death. Wish I would have had dad's .22, but I didn't. I had to resort to the only other thing I had to get those gross creatures out of there. So, got me a 2x4 (no I didn't hit them with it), turned the barrel over on its side and proceeded to beat the barrel like a drum; all the while I was hollaring and screaming at them! Well, you know the more noise you make the more they play possum!!! Finally, several barbwire-to-arm cuts later they were out and scurrying off to find shelter! Completely disgusting those nasty creatures are. I'm just glad I happened to look in the barrel before filling it with trash and striking the match. I can't imagine the noise they would have made let alone the smell. But, it was quite an exciting few minutes on my Saturday.

Until next time . . .

Imagining some place warm

As the temperatures dip back down into the low 20's, snow is falling from the sky, and the whipping wind is causing for a very cold wind chill...I find myself imagining some place warm!

My mind is going to a place where the waves are crashing softly on the sand...a place where all I can hear is the sound of the waves, seagulls, children laughing and my heart beat...a place where the sun gently kisses my skin (as long as SPF Sweater has been applied)...a place where shoes are not a necessity but toes digging in the sand is...

...a place where I don't have a care in the world...a place where I feel completely at peace with myself and the world...a place where I willingly get up at 5 am for a nice beach walk to watch the sunrise...a place where I feel there is nothing between me and God. To some this place my sound impossible to find and nonexistent. Oh, but it does exist. My mind is taking me to the beach in Gulf Shores, Alabama.



I close my eyes and picture walking myself up and down the coast; all the while talking to God and reflecting on life. I can hear the waves just this second as I visualize the rays of the morning sunrise beaming down on the water.

Ah, what a place.

If I ever need to relax or warm up this is where my mind takes me. And I can't wait to go back here sometime.

Until next time . . .

Organization

I started off the year wanting to get more organized. I used to be and the last couple of years I don't know what's happened because I can't find anything! I lay "it" (whatever that 'it' may be) down and then it's lost until I come across it again; if I ever come across it again. I'm still looking for a flash drive that somehow got lost about 8 months ago.

Anyway, I've started w/my kitchen. I don't know why I've never done it before, but it's never too late to start something. So, I picked up some of those handy dandy Rubbermaid storage containers. Ah, the difference those things make in my cabinets is unbelievable. I had boxes or bags. Now I have one place for pasta, beans, rice, flour, sugar, etc = all inside Rubbermaid storage containers neatly placed in my cabinets! It's great. I'm not quite finished yet, but way closer than I was.

A few months ago I upgraded to stackable (frontloader) washer & dryer; which I love by the way. Well, that extra space, where my washer used to be, was now free for shelves!!! Happy day, storage space. I've never understood why kitchens in mobile homes have hardly any shelves or drawers. Anyhow...the shelves are now up so I'm starting to get this organized as well. **Note** this is in my kitchen so this organization is apart of the kitchen cabinet organization. This new storage location has given me a partial pantry. It's wonderful. My daddy does good work!

Now if I could just get my new linoleum tiles down in my kitchen and laminate flooring in my living/dining room. Sad thing is that stuff has been in the boxes for well over a year now. But, that's my next big task as soon as my dad is available. Why does this fall under organization you may ask? Well, you see these boxes of flooring are in my spare bedroom taking up much needed space. So, as soon as the flooring is down I can begin the organization of my spare bedroom (where guests, if I ever had any, could actually sleep) and I can get my home office set up and ORGANIZED.

We'll see what the next few weeks bring and hopefully my dad can help me. I'll keep you posted.

Until next time . . .

Down 4 on day 406

Wew..progress..two posts on the same day!

Many of you know I tried starting to get on track to healthy living the first part of 2010..and I haven't blogged about it since :( Well, I'm one month in. January wasn't so good on the loss side of things, as I only lost 4 pounds. But, I did get better w/my menu choices which is a key factor towards health living. Still love those potato chips though...uggh my weakness! So I will tarry on! I have high hopes of February being a better month.

Here's the stats...I'm 406 days away from departure to Europe for a Mediterranean Journey and 4 pounds down on my goal of 100 lbs by departure day...only 96 more to go!

Until next time . . .

Always in trouble somewhere

I often find myself getting into some kind of trouble; although not bad kind of trouble where I need a bail bondsman....just trouble.

Well, I have done it again; twice actually! You see this friend of mine, uh Sara I believe is her name..yes Sara (aka a member of the Flat Brians) asked me today when my Blogaversary was. I said, "blogaversary, what's that?" She said, "the day you started your blog!" I responded, "I don't know, didn't know I had one!" From that little conversation got me into my second bit of trouble..more on that in a sec.

On to the Blogaversary. After the chat regarding my second bit of trouble Sara approached my little cube to help me discover the day I started my blog. Come to find out I just missed the anniversary of my blog...January 22, 2009. Wow, I have actually kept a blog for a year. Although I wasn't consistent daily and the last few months I've been sporatic, I did post every month for the year of 2009. Hmmm wonder what blogging for 2010 will bring? You'll have to just check it out and see.

Now, on to my second bit of trouble. My mouth has always been the main sourse of my troubles and today is no different. In trying to discover my blogaversary my beloved friend Sara informed cube mates Becky and Ashley that I was the one who inspired her to begin blogging and now I'm the one who hasn't kept up with it. I'm going to do better I promise! Anyway, in talking I said, "well, I didn't even make your 40 top friend list!" Saying it jokingly of course because I haven't known Sara for as long as the other members of her top 40 so I didnt' expect to be there, but I'm touched knowing I am. Well, did my statement just open up a can an Sara informed me I most certainly was there and that she see's how I am!! tehehe About the time she was adding me to her top 40 list (actually I made it in the top 10 of that list!) was about the time I began professionally blogging for work which cut into my personal blogging. So, I didnt' see it and have fallen behind in reading her wonderful posts. Sara always has something great and/or funny to post about. You all should check out her blog...so wonderfully blessed.

So, with all that said...I am now out of trouble because I have posted my blogaversary and apologized to my great friend for missing her blog!

Until next time . . .

You Tube on Blog & Healthy living

Ok, well, I tried to put a YouTube video watcher on my blog. It was SUPPOSED to play my favorite videos I have saved in my YouTube account. Well, it doesn't. I was on my blog today...obviously because I'm posting a new post! Anyway, I looked at the list and didn't think any were familiar so I opened one. WOAH!!! It was a sceamo mess of a song. So sorry if any of you played them. The list was supposed to include, oh you know, Chris Tomlin!

Not much going on right now. I am two weeks into getting fit and living healthy. Oh, I could lie and say I've been completely good, but I haven't. I've had a couple pops and a burger. But, I'm getting better. Totally loving making my salads most evenings. And water...I'm becoming a fish again. I love water. Speaking of which, my bottle is empty again! I've had about 40 oz so far and it's only 2:30. That may not be spectacular, but it's a great start. My natural thirst is already back and I can't get enough of the stuff.

I haven't weighed again since I started this journey, but need to. I don't feel as if pound wise I've done anything yet. I'm just working right now primarily on getting the water down me and working on my menu. Can't wait until the sun is still up when I get home of an evening so I can get back to walking.

That's all for now. Hope my fellow blogger buddies are having an exceptional week in the Lord.

Until next time . . .

Wowsers! It's 2010 already

I can't believe it is 2010 already. Seems like yesterday we were all preparing, or at least hearing about, the Y2K scare. Now, 10 years later, we are 13 days into a new decade. Where does the time go? I grew up hearing adults around me saying just that, "Where does the time go?" Time seemed to move at a glacier pace back then, but boy does that change. It's weird for me to say, "I remember twenty years ago.....or twenty-five years ago...." And now some 30 years later I recall so much from years past and can see those years when time seemed to stand still and the years when time was a flash. The flash was turned on almost overnight...one day time was turtle speed and the next it was lightning. It's stayed lightning ever since. But, I guess as long as one is enjoying life and doing what God wants then it is all worth it.

I know I'm several days into the new year, 13 to be exact, but I want to wish all my fellow bloggers a very Happy 2010. I hope it is a great year for all of you and you grow in the desires of the Lord. I'm not big on new year's resolutions, but if I were my top one would be to grow closer to God; remembering where I am right now with God and seeing where I am on 12/31/10 with God. I love God, love growing with Him, and want to pass that love around because His love is abundant!!

In 2010 I'm also promising myself to lose 100 pounds by the end of the year. I know it is a very reachable goal with hard work, dedication, and will power from those potato chips! I balled like a baby last night while watching this season's The Biggest Loser. Dr. H was talking to the people about how old the inside of their body was. There is a girl on there about my age and size who's internal body was 25 years older than her age. That was a real eye opener for me and very frightening thinking about what I'm doing to my body. You know I'm no better than a drunk; we just have different addictions. Dr. H was also talking about how being overweight effects ones family and loved ones. I know my parents are proud of me, but I also know they ache for me because the don't want to out live me or see me suffer from weight related problems. I just have to get up and get moving. I lost 45 pounds in 2008 and I am sorry to say I gained it back in 2009. Before I lost those pounds I thought I felt good. I didn't know just how bad I felt, physically and mentally, until I gained it back. My self esteem is in the gutter and I am having trouble picking it up. I know how I see myself and it terrifies me wondering how others see me. I am usually a pretty happy and upbeat person, but my limitations just snowballed me and brought me to my knees. So, blogger buddies, I'm asking you all to say a little prayer for me. Pray for my esteem and that I stick to it this time! You all are so wonderful!

Until next time . . .

Merry Christmas

Well hello all...it has been such a long time since my last post. So sorry for that. It's a busy time of year; being one of Santa's lovely elves and all. hehehe No really, have been super busy with work and church to do's that I've neglected my blog. Well, hopefully I can get back in the swing of things for the new year...and the new decade! I can't believe 2010 is knocking on our doorstep and a new decade is on the horizon. Many exciting things planned and going on with the new year. My biggest plan/goal/to-do is to pledge to myself, my family and my friends that I am working to lose 100 lbs in 2010....!! Yeah, go me!! But, I'm getting ahead of myself because this is supposed to be a Christmas post, not a New Year post...


Anyway.......I want to wish all you blogger buddies a very Merry Christmas. I pray that you remember the 'real' meaning of the season and not get wrapped up in all those gifts. hehe..'wrapped up' in gifts! LOL..I'm probably the only one who thought that was funny.

Merry Christmas all!

Until next time . . .

Lindsay