Windy days and curly hair

I so wanted to go riding today ... the sun was shining and the leaves showered the ground with color but that wind just wanted to cut you into a million pieces.  Horses hate windy days too... they can't hear if something or someone is creeping up on them so they spook at everything that moves... not good if you're on their back
I went out to play with Lexie and when I came back into the house... Ronnie grinned and said.... go look in the mirror.

My hair was whipped into a Dr Seuss type hair do and curls spring out all over... I'm sure glad my hair is short or the comb out would have been painful

A Crazy Week

Really enjoyed Monday and Tuesday spending time with Irene... eating supper with Jana and Irene... catching up on everything.... tons of fun.
Irene gave me a unbelievable gift... my entire blog in a hardcover book... WOW... and my granddaughters said to tell you thank you because now they know Granny's blog will always be where they can read it. 
But that brings up another problem... the grandbabies all decided that I love the other grands more than I love them because of what I posted in a blog.... silly kids... I love y'all the same, just different ways.
Jaselynn was the first and her momma nearly died when she was born.... I held her next to Missy's bed for two days.  We sort of bonded in those two days.
Lakelynn has always been her Granddaddy's girl... she was five weeks old when he fell and hurt his knee... she laid on the bed next to him and made him feel like he was needed because he cared for her.  They bonded.... but if she needs anything she calls granny... Lake has always smiled ... she wakes up smiling and goes to bed smiling... she has a great smile even with the wires in her mouth... only about year until they're gone
Kane is the only boy and rotten ... and I say that in the most loving way... you can't help loving him because he gives the best hugs and laughs at everything and of course he looks so much like Ronnie when he was that age..


and last but not least... Ella... the baby... the M&M of the family... hard on the outside and sweet and melting on the inside... she has such a huge heart and holds all this love for all her family.  She can be mean as a snake but the next minute she is crying because someone hurt one of her friends. 

Irene read poems and a Poetry and Painting event at the Florence Library and those ladies where amazing.  They all jumped in and did wonderful work.  I only posed pictures of cousins.

The bad thing this week ... I got bitten at work... on my right pointing finger... ouch!

Don't Feed the Boy... release date Oct 16th

A big shout out for Irene Latham's new book.  A must read.

 

Publishers Weekly® Reviews

• Reviewed in: Publishers Weekly, page .
• Review Date: 2012-09-24
• Reviewer: Staff

Living at the zoo sounds pretty sweet, but 11-year-old Whit has soured on the experience, having spent his whole life at the Meadowbrook Zoo in Alabama, which is run by his busy and distracted parents. Both Whit’s parents and his homeschool teacher, Ms. Connie, have taught him a great deal about exotic animals, though he’d rather be surrounded by a more ordinary species: other kids. When Whit notices a girl who visits the zoo each day to sketch the birds, he sets his heart on getting to know the “Bird Girl” and finally making a friend his own age. Unfortunately, being a good friend to “Bird Girl,” whose actual name is Stella and who has troubles at home, involves taking dangerous risks and breaking rules that test Whit’s courage and his parents’ trust. The unusual setting and the characters’ tricky family dynamics add tension and zest to Latham’s (Leaving Gee’s Bend) empathetic friendship tale, as do Graegin’s pencil drawings, which portray the story’s upsetting and uplifting moments with gentleness. Readers won’t soon forget Whit and Stella’s adventures. Ages 8–12.

Homecomings, parades and Roll Tide Roll

Today was homecoming for the Central Wildcats where my two oldest granddaughters attend or at least Lake and where Jase graduated last year and they play the Wilson Warriors... where my husband graduated and where my grandson attends....  I'm staying neutral... Roll Tide Roll, we all agree on that!



Lake rode Saban in the homecoming parade and he did great ... even when the kids watching threw candy at him and hit him... he never faltered.... good horse and of course Dixie did great just annoyed that she had to be there.  Saban is sure flashy when he is moving out but he sort of looks muleish... is that a new word???... when he is just standing and of course I've already said Dixie just wants to be left alone in the pasture except if you have a bucket of feed and look at her .... she gets plenty of that.  Also notice how Lake's hair and Saban's coat matches in the first picture



Now on a serious note... today was a blessed day for my family.  We found out my son, Ron, had blockage in his heart... he is only 38 but he did great when they put in the stint and is home resting... although he wanted to go to the game... thank goodness Erin has good sense and vetoed that outing.

Halloween is coming

I wrote a Halloween poem several years ago and I might have shared it on the holiday before but guess what?? I'm sharing again.   :)












Rejection Reflection

Lizard tails and pheasant feathers

Leaping frogs and rejection letters

 

Boils, warts and scaly skin

Afflictions no medicine will ever mend

 

Cross their eyes and rot their teeth

Make them regret rejecting me

 

 

I know, no true rhyme and no meter... but tons of fun....

Nursing Home Red

That is what color my daughter colored my hair last time... she likes it but dang her hair is red, black, purple, with a bleached streak.... not kidding... she's a hair dresser and let me tell you she sports the do

How can a daughter and mother be so different...

Me getting ready to go to town... pull on jeans... don't care that they're too big for you or fifteen years old... over sized sweatshirt and comfortable shoes... ten minutes later walking out the door

Missy getting ready to go to town... wash and style hair... makeup... jewel --- everything has to match... perfect outfit for that day... two hours later walking out the door

I'm happy to tell everyone my hair is back to brown... I don't have to avoid old folks home in fear that they might run after me thinking I'm a resident that had escaped. 

This is what you hope for when you color your hair red

This is what you get... nursing home red

Chickens, horses, dogs, kids

I've been working so much I've not written anything about my chickens... doing good but the young ones better start laying soon or they're going into the stew pot.

My horse is getting fat and sassy... well in truth she has always been sassy but she really needs riding.
Saban had to have a little attitude adjustment a few days ago...he started rearing with Lake when she asked him to back... big mistake red pony... he is better now and mo we didn't whip him... we put a horse trainer on him who let him rear and then he pulled him over backwards... scared the attitude right out of him

My Lexie hates not going with me everywhere.  That dog would stay next to me night and day if she could.  Good dog.

 Jase broke up with boyfriend.... not sad, her or me... Lake is struggling with biology... she is like her Granny... Kane and Ella got to go to the Alabama game Saturday... Roll Tide Roll

My new oak desk wouldn't fit though the door of my computer room... listed it on Craig's list and sold it in two days.... first time I've listed anything on there.

I finished one of the quilts tonight and half done with another...this girl is focused.