I had to see Andrew's pickup damage for myself yesterday morning. Dare I say, "OUCH"?
I didn't have my camera with me or I would post pictures. For those of you who have access to Facebook you may be able to see them on Andrew's page. (I'm too dumb to figure out how MySpace and Facebook and whatever else is available all works.) Good luck with that.
It appears that the pickup will be "totaled". The entire driver's side is f(#*$ed up as well as a crushed cab and lots of broken glass. Lisa tells me that the boys had to climb out of the passenger back door. Sure wish I could get a hold of one of the wheels off his truck. Back in October, Sam drove his 2008 Ford 150 too far on a flat tire and it ruined the wheel. This was a couple of weeks after his incident with the bull so Marshall, Dennis and I had to come to Sam's rescue. We've been trying to find a replacement wheel since then at various salvage places but to no avail because of the year model of the vehicle. Andrew's truck has FOUR wheels that would match perfectly.
As I was leaving work yesterday, I met Andrew on the street driving the Maxima. And you know I had to call him and tell him that he was looking HOT behind the wheel of the little white car! I suggested that he give his guardian angel a break since it appears that his angel has been working overtime.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Seat Belt Reality Check
"Never drive faster than your guardian angel can fly."
My nephew, Andrew, and one of his best friends, Kyle, were very fortunate yesterday evening. Andrew's truck? Not so much. Andrew and Kyle were involved in an accident which totalled Andrew's Christmas present.
According to Marshall, there is a built-up cattleguard on the county road about a mile from Kyle's house. Andrew went over said cattleguard going a little too fast which caused him to over-correct the vehicle, hit a cedar tree and was launched hard enough to flip the 4-door Ford pickup onto its cab. Both boys had their seatbelts on which kept them from being ejected from the pickup. After they realized they were okay, they counted to three and released themselves from the seatbelts. Both landed pretty hard and said that hurt worse than the actual wreck.
I checked in with my sister-in-law, Lisa, this morning. Andrew was still in bed and I suspect he will be sore for a couple of days. The pickup was towed to their house and waiting for the insurance adjustor to confirm that it is beyond repair.
Seat belts. You can cuss them or be thankful for them. I was at a snail's pace when the gentleman ran the stop sign and broad-sided me several months ago. My seat belt kept me from hitting the steering wheel. I'll take a few bumps and bruises over the alternative.
Looks like Andrew gets to drive the 1995 Nissan Maxima (Kris' first car) to Texas Tech next month instead of his 2008 Ford F-150.......or catch a ride with Kyle.....
My nephew, Andrew, and one of his best friends, Kyle, were very fortunate yesterday evening. Andrew's truck? Not so much. Andrew and Kyle were involved in an accident which totalled Andrew's Christmas present.
According to Marshall, there is a built-up cattleguard on the county road about a mile from Kyle's house. Andrew went over said cattleguard going a little too fast which caused him to over-correct the vehicle, hit a cedar tree and was launched hard enough to flip the 4-door Ford pickup onto its cab. Both boys had their seatbelts on which kept them from being ejected from the pickup. After they realized they were okay, they counted to three and released themselves from the seatbelts. Both landed pretty hard and said that hurt worse than the actual wreck.
I checked in with my sister-in-law, Lisa, this morning. Andrew was still in bed and I suspect he will be sore for a couple of days. The pickup was towed to their house and waiting for the insurance adjustor to confirm that it is beyond repair.
Seat belts. You can cuss them or be thankful for them. I was at a snail's pace when the gentleman ran the stop sign and broad-sided me several months ago. My seat belt kept me from hitting the steering wheel. I'll take a few bumps and bruises over the alternative.
Looks like Andrew gets to drive the 1995 Nissan Maxima (Kris' first car) to Texas Tech next month instead of his 2008 Ford F-150.......or catch a ride with Kyle.....
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Filling Stations, Motels and Restaurants
Rain gauge measured 80 points at the Back Forty this morning. I checked our neighbor's gauge 4 miles down the road and it measured 85 points. All in all, a wonderful rain for our parched land.
In visiting with the gentleman who owns and operates the garage across the street from my workplace, he told me that "back in the day" there were 24 filling stations in full operation in Little Town. That was before Interstate was built and traffic is now routed around our community. Filling stations, motels and restaurants kept us on the map for years and years as a stopping point for weary travelers. Said gentleman is originally from Marfa and I found it interesting that he was up to speed on some of our local history. He told me a story about going to the local parts store on a Wednesday. He noticed the Weekly Wipe on the counter and made the comment about how he didn't get his paper delivered until Thursday. An elderly man consuming his morning cup of coffee behind the counter grumbled, "That's because you're not from around here."
Enough said. The natives will continue to circle the wagons around their own. Newcomers will always be labeled as "not from around here" even after 20 years of claiming Little Town as their residence. If we can't trace your family tree to the 1800's then you are most definitely going to be kept at arm's length until such time as we deem you have proven yourself worthy of being welcomed into our circle. This isn't a bad thing --- it's just the way we are. And that can be one helluva long wait.
In visiting with the gentleman who owns and operates the garage across the street from my workplace, he told me that "back in the day" there were 24 filling stations in full operation in Little Town. That was before Interstate was built and traffic is now routed around our community. Filling stations, motels and restaurants kept us on the map for years and years as a stopping point for weary travelers. Said gentleman is originally from Marfa and I found it interesting that he was up to speed on some of our local history. He told me a story about going to the local parts store on a Wednesday. He noticed the Weekly Wipe on the counter and made the comment about how he didn't get his paper delivered until Thursday. An elderly man consuming his morning cup of coffee behind the counter grumbled, "That's because you're not from around here."
Enough said. The natives will continue to circle the wagons around their own. Newcomers will always be labeled as "not from around here" even after 20 years of claiming Little Town as their residence. If we can't trace your family tree to the 1800's then you are most definitely going to be kept at arm's length until such time as we deem you have proven yourself worthy of being welcomed into our circle. This isn't a bad thing --- it's just the way we are. And that can be one helluva long wait.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Back in the Real World
It took most of Monday for me to get back into the swing of things at the work place. I managed to get through the day without any mishaps. A really nice thunderstorm came through late in the afternoon and dumped various amounts of rain in our area. Back Forty only got 20 points whereas the neighboring ranch got 80 points. As much as 2.25 was reported on the opposite side of the county. Every little bit is greatly appreciated!
Tuesday promises to be much busier with mid-year reports due. Yahoo.
Little Town is still busy with summer visitors. I catch myself growling when I try to get out of the parking lot onto Main Street. I'm doing good if I recognize one out of every ten vehicles I meet on the street. Good for the economy so I best not bitch too much about the traffic. Hunters are beginning to trickle in to check on their leases and make sure the feeders are being tended to. Our hunters are from Louisana so it is easier for them to pay Mike to keep the feeders full until they start making their trips to the Back Forty in October.
Construction crews are on Interstate repairing guardrail on a bridge that spans the river. I noticed this morning that the crew members are using safety harnesses which makes me wonder if they ever consider actually testing the harnesses and do a little "bungee jumping". Probably not but it gives me something to think about when I drive through the construction zone.
Oh, and the plumbing project that began on Saturday afternoon has now been completed. Took a lot of patience and colorful language but the leak has been repaired in the master bathroom. I don't think Sam is eager to do any more plumbing in the near future.
I plan on posting wedding pictures if not late today then hopefully tomorrow. Phone is ringing and people are wanting this and that. Sigh. I am back in the real world.
Tuesday promises to be much busier with mid-year reports due. Yahoo.
Little Town is still busy with summer visitors. I catch myself growling when I try to get out of the parking lot onto Main Street. I'm doing good if I recognize one out of every ten vehicles I meet on the street. Good for the economy so I best not bitch too much about the traffic. Hunters are beginning to trickle in to check on their leases and make sure the feeders are being tended to. Our hunters are from Louisana so it is easier for them to pay Mike to keep the feeders full until they start making their trips to the Back Forty in October.
Construction crews are on Interstate repairing guardrail on a bridge that spans the river. I noticed this morning that the crew members are using safety harnesses which makes me wonder if they ever consider actually testing the harnesses and do a little "bungee jumping". Probably not but it gives me something to think about when I drive through the construction zone.
Oh, and the plumbing project that began on Saturday afternoon has now been completed. Took a lot of patience and colorful language but the leak has been repaired in the master bathroom. I don't think Sam is eager to do any more plumbing in the near future.
I plan on posting wedding pictures if not late today then hopefully tomorrow. Phone is ringing and people are wanting this and that. Sigh. I am back in the real world.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
It's always something....
Made it to the Back Forty with zero battle wounds from my trip to Acalpulco. It was a very lovely trip and I hope to go back again someday. And so we've made it to the one week mark without any damage.
The sky is currently promising rain but I'm afraid it has slipped to the south and west of us. The temps are mild enough that I haven't had to turn on the air conditioner today. The house is usually akin to a wind tunnel this time of day. The goats are looking for shelter so maybe they know something I don't when it comes to the weather forecast. I tentatively planned on going to the river but guess I will save that trip for a sunny day. I suspect that day will be right around the corner.
It will have been six days since I have been to town (trip to Little Big Town doesn't count) and around people other than family. Good grief. I am turning into a hermit. I guess that would drive most folks crazy but it has been wonderful in a way that only country folks can understand. Laurrie has been my lifeline to any news I needed to know. Rana keeps me posted on the goings-on in her part of the world. I haven't watched or listened to any national or global news since before I got married.
I have created another plumbing repair job for Mr. Sam. Seems that I overloaded the shower caddy and when it crashed today...well, it crashed in a way such that it broke (as in sheared off) the hot water control knob of the tub/shower. It just so happens that Sam and his kids are in Little Big Town today so I sent a 911 message to Mike about the plumbing situation. I feel quite sure Sam will be calling me from Lowe's or Home Depot asking me for specific information to ensure that he gets the right parts for the repair job. He had no doubt that I had screwed up something when he got the message . HA -- RIGHT ON CUE, Sam just called. Gotta get some measurements for him.....oh joy. See what I have to look forward to this evening?
The sky is currently promising rain but I'm afraid it has slipped to the south and west of us. The temps are mild enough that I haven't had to turn on the air conditioner today. The house is usually akin to a wind tunnel this time of day. The goats are looking for shelter so maybe they know something I don't when it comes to the weather forecast. I tentatively planned on going to the river but guess I will save that trip for a sunny day. I suspect that day will be right around the corner.
It will have been six days since I have been to town (trip to Little Big Town doesn't count) and around people other than family. Good grief. I am turning into a hermit. I guess that would drive most folks crazy but it has been wonderful in a way that only country folks can understand. Laurrie has been my lifeline to any news I needed to know. Rana keeps me posted on the goings-on in her part of the world. I haven't watched or listened to any national or global news since before I got married.
I have created another plumbing repair job for Mr. Sam. Seems that I overloaded the shower caddy and when it crashed today...well, it crashed in a way such that it broke (as in sheared off) the hot water control knob of the tub/shower. It just so happens that Sam and his kids are in Little Big Town today so I sent a 911 message to Mike about the plumbing situation. I feel quite sure Sam will be calling me from Lowe's or Home Depot asking me for specific information to ensure that he gets the right parts for the repair job. He had no doubt that I had screwed up something when he got the message . HA -- RIGHT ON CUE, Sam just called. Gotta get some measurements for him.....oh joy. See what I have to look forward to this evening?
Friday, July 17, 2009
Sam Went Home
Lo and behold! I got back to the room this morning from snorkling and found a note from Sam. He had enough of Acalpulco and was catching the next plane back to Texas. Left me a credit card and said "see you at the Back Forty." Ah, well. I'm sure I can entertain myself for another day. Girls, this one is for you! I'm going shopping and hope I can get through customs with my goods.
Already got the lawn mowed this morning. Only downfall on a morning mow is that one cannot relax with a cold beer on the porch after mowing at 8am. In watching my hummingbirds this morning, I noticed that a Balitmore Oriole (sp?) is helping himself to the sugar water. Upon closer inspection, he has knocked off one of the yellow covers in order to get his beak into the sugar water. I looked on the ground and around the area for said cover but it is not to be found. Damn bird is smarter than I give him credit for. Warning to Bird Lovers: He will meet his Maker sooner than later if he continues to scare off my hummingbirds. Alternative would be to hang up bird feeders but that would require 1) going to town and 2) buying said feeders and bird seed. Not going to happen any time soon.
In holding to tradition, I must get to the beach for my morning Bloody Mary. Need to clear the cobwebs from my brain due to a late night of singing old Beatles songs with the lounge band last night. Beach towel? check! Sunscreen? check! Book? Sunglasses? check and check! Credit card? Crap, where did I put the credit card?
Already got the lawn mowed this morning. Only downfall on a morning mow is that one cannot relax with a cold beer on the porch after mowing at 8am. In watching my hummingbirds this morning, I noticed that a Balitmore Oriole (sp?) is helping himself to the sugar water. Upon closer inspection, he has knocked off one of the yellow covers in order to get his beak into the sugar water. I looked on the ground and around the area for said cover but it is not to be found. Damn bird is smarter than I give him credit for. Warning to Bird Lovers: He will meet his Maker sooner than later if he continues to scare off my hummingbirds. Alternative would be to hang up bird feeders but that would require 1) going to town and 2) buying said feeders and bird seed. Not going to happen any time soon.
In holding to tradition, I must get to the beach for my morning Bloody Mary. Need to clear the cobwebs from my brain due to a late night of singing old Beatles songs with the lounge band last night. Beach towel? check! Sunscreen? check! Book? Sunglasses? check and check! Credit card? Crap, where did I put the credit card?
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Ice cold Corona in one hand and a good book in the other hand while soaking up the Mexican sun. Life just cannot possibly get any better than this. I've been through six cans of sunscreen and can't wait to show off my tan. And yes, I do have tan lines. My new European friends ---- not so much on the tan lines.
Kris and I made it to the Little Big Town and I was able to dodge lines and get my business taken care of at each stop we made in record time. We met the nicest father and daughter at the Social Security Administration office. Both are legally blind but yet the daughter insisted on leading the father. We talked about the weather and gardens and making jelly. Kris visited with a woman at the DPS license office. The woman was thumbing through a magazine that was geared to "the larger women" in our society. Large Woman pointed out a dress that a slim model was wearing to Kris and said, "This dress would look so cute on you. For me, it would have to have a lot more material to cover my arms and legs." Large Woman made the comment that it didn't make much sense to have slim models advertising clothes that large people would never wear in public. I won't get on that soap box today.
Grabbed a bite to eat at Chili's and made it with time to spare to watch "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince". You have to be a true-blue Harry Potter fan to sit through a two and a half hour movie with no bathroom breaks. I have read all of the Harry Potter books and the books are always better than the movies.
I might try my hand at snorkling tomorrow. Our honeymoon trip is coming to a close and I need to get out there and be a little more adventurous. Bubba and Sam are still hanging out in the lobby.....and still watching ESPN. Waiter, una mas cerveza, por favor!
Kris and I made it to the Little Big Town and I was able to dodge lines and get my business taken care of at each stop we made in record time. We met the nicest father and daughter at the Social Security Administration office. Both are legally blind but yet the daughter insisted on leading the father. We talked about the weather and gardens and making jelly. Kris visited with a woman at the DPS license office. The woman was thumbing through a magazine that was geared to "the larger women" in our society. Large Woman pointed out a dress that a slim model was wearing to Kris and said, "This dress would look so cute on you. For me, it would have to have a lot more material to cover my arms and legs." Large Woman made the comment that it didn't make much sense to have slim models advertising clothes that large people would never wear in public. I won't get on that soap box today.
Grabbed a bite to eat at Chili's and made it with time to spare to watch "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince". You have to be a true-blue Harry Potter fan to sit through a two and a half hour movie with no bathroom breaks. I have read all of the Harry Potter books and the books are always better than the movies.
I might try my hand at snorkling tomorrow. Our honeymoon trip is coming to a close and I need to get out there and be a little more adventurous. Bubba and Sam are still hanging out in the lobby.....and still watching ESPN. Waiter, una mas cerveza, por favor!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Missed the Boat
Not so sure my new European friends are a good influence on me. Since Sunday, my diet has consisted of tortillas and lots of fruity alcoholic beverages. As we were lounging around the pool yesterday, the European named Jaquelyn said she bought tickets for us to go on some boat ride to a nearby island. The boat would leave around 6pm and return at 9pm. I quipped, "A three hour tour? We know what happened to the last group of people that opted to take that boat ride." They didn't get it.
Sam put in eight hours on his bulldozer yesterday. A representative from the NRCS office is scheduled to inspect Sam's progress this morning. "The only good cedar is a dead cedar." Kris and I delivered lunch to Sam and gave him a break from the daunting task of clearing several acres of cedar. Kris stepped up to the plate when Sam asked her if she wanted a lesson on operating the bulldozer. With Sam giving her directions, she held her own as she operated the machine for about 10 minutes. Kris pushed over a handful of cedar trees and was willing to clear out even more.
Cheryl has a Wedding Pictures CD ready for me but it will be next week before I pick it up. I don't plan on going back to town until next Monday morning when I report back to the work place. I promise to post pictures of the wedding though.
As fate would have it, I missed the boat ride. Too much sun and too many fruity drinks served in hollowed out pineapples created the perfect atmosphere for a siesta. Oh, and I found Sam! He was in the resort lobby drinking draft beer and watching ESPN with some guy named Bubba who hails from Smithville. Small world; huh? Think I may try my hand at snorkling this morning. After I wash down a tortilla with a fruity beverage.
Sam put in eight hours on his bulldozer yesterday. A representative from the NRCS office is scheduled to inspect Sam's progress this morning. "The only good cedar is a dead cedar." Kris and I delivered lunch to Sam and gave him a break from the daunting task of clearing several acres of cedar. Kris stepped up to the plate when Sam asked her if she wanted a lesson on operating the bulldozer. With Sam giving her directions, she held her own as she operated the machine for about 10 minutes. Kris pushed over a handful of cedar trees and was willing to clear out even more.
Cheryl has a Wedding Pictures CD ready for me but it will be next week before I pick it up. I don't plan on going back to town until next Monday morning when I report back to the work place. I promise to post pictures of the wedding though.
As fate would have it, I missed the boat ride. Too much sun and too many fruity drinks served in hollowed out pineapples created the perfect atmosphere for a siesta. Oh, and I found Sam! He was in the resort lobby drinking draft beer and watching ESPN with some guy named Bubba who hails from Smithville. Small world; huh? Think I may try my hand at snorkling this morning. After I wash down a tortilla with a fruity beverage.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
New Adventure
Today I am going to try parasailing! I made some new friends from Europe yesterday evening while shooting shots of Patron. Seems I made quite an impression on them with my rendition of "Jingle Bells". Anyway, we are to meet at 7am on the beach and draw straws as to who goes up in the air first.
This morning actually finds me with a list of errands to run in Little Town. First and foremost, I have to have the county clerk's office duly execute the marriage license so I can play the name change game for the next several months. EVERYBODY has to have proof that I really did get married. As if the rings and my word aren't enough? I know, welcome to the world of red tape.
Life moves at a slower pace on the Back Forty and it is a rare treat to be able to kick back and not do anything for a couple of days. Sure, there are all kinds of chores just waiting to tend to but they can wait. I have an enemy and its name is "Stress". I am going to dodge that son of a bitch for as long as I can. Need to build up some strength before the next battle.
Time to grab a tortilla and some fruit before heading to the beach. I'll try to remember to drop some postcards in the mail to you folks back in the States. Not sure when we're coming home. That reminds me, I haven't seen much of Sam since we got off the plane. Or did he get off the plane? The Mai Tais were pretty strong on the flight over and the landing is a little fuzzy.....
This morning actually finds me with a list of errands to run in Little Town. First and foremost, I have to have the county clerk's office duly execute the marriage license so I can play the name change game for the next several months. EVERYBODY has to have proof that I really did get married. As if the rings and my word aren't enough? I know, welcome to the world of red tape.
Life moves at a slower pace on the Back Forty and it is a rare treat to be able to kick back and not do anything for a couple of days. Sure, there are all kinds of chores just waiting to tend to but they can wait. I have an enemy and its name is "Stress". I am going to dodge that son of a bitch for as long as I can. Need to build up some strength before the next battle.
Time to grab a tortilla and some fruit before heading to the beach. I'll try to remember to drop some postcards in the mail to you folks back in the States. Not sure when we're coming home. That reminds me, I haven't seen much of Sam since we got off the plane. Or did he get off the plane? The Mai Tais were pretty strong on the flight over and the landing is a little fuzzy.....
Monday, July 13, 2009
Acapulco
WOW -- finally! Acalpulco is absolutely gorgeous! The white sand and crystal blue water just leave me speechless. The air is fresh and fragrant with the scent of sunshine and salt water. Yeah, whatever.....
I am currently taking in the view of my hummingbirds enjoying the sprinkler I have set beneath their bird feeders. They like to perch on the fence and "air out" with the water misting on their little bodies. I have to keep an eye on Coalie, the black ranch cat, in case he decides to take advantage of bath time and pounce on a bird. Believe it or not, he actually catches one from time to time.
Sunday found us all very, very sluggish. The stress from the past couple of weeks had caught up with all of us. I managed to make it to my mother's house for lunch and to say good bye to my siblings and their families. I am so thankful everyone is supportive and helped me so much to pull off the wedding and "reception". We had a strong show of friends and family. Cheryl took some amazing pictures and I will post some pictures just as soon as I get a copy of the CD from her.
This week finds me looking forward to DOWN TIME. No hurry to do anything or go anywhere. Well, I do have to make a trip to the closest DPS office to update my driver's license and to the social security office to do the same. Might as well throw in a trip to HEB and Wally World while I am at it. Arrgg. Not a big fan of any kind of shopping so I will have to work myself up to actually making the trip.
As much as I'd like to continue to rattle on about my planned week of leisure, I am off to get a Pina Colada and sit on the beach for a while. I have a stack of books I've been longing to read and a new bottle of sunscreen that needs to be opened. I'll be thinking of each of you as I bask in the Mexican sun and work on my tan.......sigh, it is good to be me!
I am currently taking in the view of my hummingbirds enjoying the sprinkler I have set beneath their bird feeders. They like to perch on the fence and "air out" with the water misting on their little bodies. I have to keep an eye on Coalie, the black ranch cat, in case he decides to take advantage of bath time and pounce on a bird. Believe it or not, he actually catches one from time to time.
Sunday found us all very, very sluggish. The stress from the past couple of weeks had caught up with all of us. I managed to make it to my mother's house for lunch and to say good bye to my siblings and their families. I am so thankful everyone is supportive and helped me so much to pull off the wedding and "reception". We had a strong show of friends and family. Cheryl took some amazing pictures and I will post some pictures just as soon as I get a copy of the CD from her.
This week finds me looking forward to DOWN TIME. No hurry to do anything or go anywhere. Well, I do have to make a trip to the closest DPS office to update my driver's license and to the social security office to do the same. Might as well throw in a trip to HEB and Wally World while I am at it. Arrgg. Not a big fan of any kind of shopping so I will have to work myself up to actually making the trip.
As much as I'd like to continue to rattle on about my planned week of leisure, I am off to get a Pina Colada and sit on the beach for a while. I have a stack of books I've been longing to read and a new bottle of sunscreen that needs to be opened. I'll be thinking of each of you as I bask in the Mexican sun and work on my tan.......sigh, it is good to be me!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
THE BIG EVENT
7-11, Home of the Big Gulp -- Ding! Ding!
Kinda corny but at least Sam will always remember the anniversary of his second wedding. This morning started out crazy but what did I expect? I stress over the smallest of ordeals so you can only imagine how wired I was when I hit the floor at 6am. Deep breath.
We initiated the new porch by exchanging wedding vows on the south side of the cabin on the porch. Sam had Mike and Shannon standing up for him and I had Kris, Kelli and Holli. Before we started the ceremony, I told Sam to behave and not make me laugh. As our family and close friends gathered around, Lewis began the service.
I will never forget this part: During a prayer, I heard this "BBBZZZZZ" and when I opened my eyes, there was the most beautiful hummingbird hovering over my bouquet of flowers. The bird flit from my bouquet to Kris' to Kelli's to Holli's flowers. It was amazing! After "Amen", the pastor asked me, "Did you see that?" I said, "Did you?" He said, "That is a blessing."
Sam repeated his vows and I repeated my vows. We did the whole ring thing and with some effort made it without any tears. Yet. Another prayer and there he was again! The hummingbird proceeded to buzz us again! I had to lean forward and wipe my face on Sam's sleeve during the prayer because the tears were about to flow.
And so now I am a married woman and I feel extremely settled. The week was crazy and I did experience a few meltdowns but it was all worth it to feel as loved as I do today. My family and friends are very supportive and I am so very blessed. I look forward to this chapter of my life!
7-11, Home of the Big Gulp! Ding-Ding!
Kinda corny but at least Sam will always remember the anniversary of his second wedding. This morning started out crazy but what did I expect? I stress over the smallest of ordeals so you can only imagine how wired I was when I hit the floor at 6am. Deep breath.
We initiated the new porch by exchanging wedding vows on the south side of the cabin on the porch. Sam had Mike and Shannon standing up for him and I had Kris, Kelli and Holli. Before we started the ceremony, I told Sam to behave and not make me laugh. As our family and close friends gathered around, Lewis began the service.
I will never forget this part: During a prayer, I heard this "BBBZZZZZ" and when I opened my eyes, there was the most beautiful hummingbird hovering over my bouquet of flowers. The bird flit from my bouquet to Kris' to Kelli's to Holli's flowers. It was amazing! After "Amen", the pastor asked me, "Did you see that?" I said, "Did you?" He said, "That is a blessing."
Sam repeated his vows and I repeated my vows. We did the whole ring thing and with some effort made it without any tears. Yet. Another prayer and there he was again! The hummingbird proceeded to buzz us again! I had to lean forward and wipe my face on Sam's sleeve during the prayer because the tears were about to flow.
And so now I am a married woman and I feel extremely settled. The week was crazy and I did experience a few meltdowns but it was all worth it to feel as loved as I do today. My family and friends are very supportive and I am so very blessed. I look forward to this chapter of my life!
7-11, Home of the Big Gulp! Ding-Ding!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
The Lists
...so much to do and so little time to get it done. I had three lists going yesterday and in a fit of rebellion I threw all three lists away. Not only did I throw them away, I shredded the damn things. And so now I have two lists going today. It all started when I made a trip to Copperas this morning before work to check the progress of the porch.
Sam was already covered in saw dust when I found him at 7:45am. He proceeded to tell me that he needs some kind of screws or nuts or something that is kept in a plastic container. (I can find it either in this place or that place.) And would I please bring that out tomorrow morning? Oh, and then he needs his eletrical tester that is located on the filing cabinet. And also two more changes of clothes because it will be Friday before the porch is completed. Oh, and be sure to take the pork out of the freezer to ensure that it is thaw by Friday. And wait, call Noe and make arrangements to get the briskets, sausage and pork to him to cook for Saturday's meal. And try to remember to bring that twin mattress out to put on one of the bunk beds. And tell my lawyer that I'll be in tomorrow to sign that legal document. And, and, and.....WTF?!?! Like I don't have anything else to f-n deal with right now??
So I have a "Sam List" and I have a "Robin List". My list consists of groceries and items I will need to gather for the BIG EVENT on Saturday. Beer is now at the top of my list. Ibuprofen is second on the list. Let's hope I don't have a major meltdown between now and 10am on July 11th.
Sam was already covered in saw dust when I found him at 7:45am. He proceeded to tell me that he needs some kind of screws or nuts or something that is kept in a plastic container. (I can find it either in this place or that place.) And would I please bring that out tomorrow morning? Oh, and then he needs his eletrical tester that is located on the filing cabinet. And also two more changes of clothes because it will be Friday before the porch is completed. Oh, and be sure to take the pork out of the freezer to ensure that it is thaw by Friday. And wait, call Noe and make arrangements to get the briskets, sausage and pork to him to cook for Saturday's meal. And try to remember to bring that twin mattress out to put on one of the bunk beds. And tell my lawyer that I'll be in tomorrow to sign that legal document. And, and, and.....WTF?!?! Like I don't have anything else to f-n deal with right now??
So I have a "Sam List" and I have a "Robin List". My list consists of groceries and items I will need to gather for the BIG EVENT on Saturday. Beer is now at the top of my list. Ibuprofen is second on the list. Let's hope I don't have a major meltdown between now and 10am on July 11th.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
5 Days and Counting
Tick.Tock. Only five days until the BIG EVENT. I was handling it all pretty well until it hit me today that I have lists of lists of things to get done between now and Saturday.
In talking with my youngest sister, Kelli, this morning it dawned on me that I really cannot get this all accomplished by myself. Kelli has graciously volunteered to be here late Thursday so she can help me on Friday. She is going to rope our middle sister, Boo, into helping as well. The plan is to get everything done early enough on Friday so that we can enjoy some time at the river on Friday afternoon. God knows I am going to need a few hours of no phones and no lists.
I have a hard time delegating jobs to other people but I believe this is the time to learn to do just that. Sure hope I can maintain my sanity and not be so stressed that I can't enjoy myself with family and friends on July 11th......
In talking with my youngest sister, Kelli, this morning it dawned on me that I really cannot get this all accomplished by myself. Kelli has graciously volunteered to be here late Thursday so she can help me on Friday. She is going to rope our middle sister, Boo, into helping as well. The plan is to get everything done early enough on Friday so that we can enjoy some time at the river on Friday afternoon. God knows I am going to need a few hours of no phones and no lists.
I have a hard time delegating jobs to other people but I believe this is the time to learn to do just that. Sure hope I can maintain my sanity and not be so stressed that I can't enjoy myself with family and friends on July 11th......
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Taking the Day Off
Just checked the weather forecast and we're shooting for 100 today. That is as good a reason as any to just do nothing today. I figure this day has been a long time in coming in light of all that I have accomplished in the past seven days.
We had a wonderful evening at our neighbor's house for the 4th of July. Laurrie and Bob are to be commended for taking the time to gather up friends for burgers and beer. If laughing is good excercise then we all burned a lot of calories last night. Laurrie's display of red, white and blue yard decorations definitely set the tone for Independence Day. Got in a good visit with Candy, Buzzy, Mark and Kay. KK was in the mix as well and I always enjoy her company. Bill, Colt, Mike and Ivan arrived just as the dinner bell was ringing. But boys will be boys and they disappeared shortly after the meal.
Sam and Kennon will begin yet another project at Copperas this week. They plan on having a porch built at the cabin by the end of the week. Just in time for the Big Event on July 11. I guess I should be stressing about getting married but I'm just now recuperating from the Big Move. One stress at a time. And, no, I do not know what I am wearing. As Sam says, "We're just having a BBQ with a wedding on the side." You might be a redneck.......
So today will be about doing nothing. It is hard for me to do nothing but I'm going to give it my best shot.
We had a wonderful evening at our neighbor's house for the 4th of July. Laurrie and Bob are to be commended for taking the time to gather up friends for burgers and beer. If laughing is good excercise then we all burned a lot of calories last night. Laurrie's display of red, white and blue yard decorations definitely set the tone for Independence Day. Got in a good visit with Candy, Buzzy, Mark and Kay. KK was in the mix as well and I always enjoy her company. Bill, Colt, Mike and Ivan arrived just as the dinner bell was ringing. But boys will be boys and they disappeared shortly after the meal.
Sam and Kennon will begin yet another project at Copperas this week. They plan on having a porch built at the cabin by the end of the week. Just in time for the Big Event on July 11. I guess I should be stressing about getting married but I'm just now recuperating from the Big Move. One stress at a time. And, no, I do not know what I am wearing. As Sam says, "We're just having a BBQ with a wedding on the side." You might be a redneck.......
So today will be about doing nothing. It is hard for me to do nothing but I'm going to give it my best shot.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
4th of July
Happy Birthday, America!
The computer desk at the ranch faces the eastern sky. I can see two of my four hummingbird feeders with a beautiful sunrise in the background. The birds are swarming for their morning feast. There is just enough breeze on the porch to stir my wind chimes. (Sam swears he is going to use the chimes for target practice with his shotgun.) Kitty Kats are claiming their morning nap spots in and around the house.
Thirty years ago found me with my family camping out at the river. Our camping spot was only a mile from the house but it was camping nonetheless. My parents would invite their closest friends and families to share the 4th of July weekend on the river with us. Talk about looking like a bunch of rednecks! I seldom stayed the night at a campout. The temptation of my own bed and electricity less than a mile away was a call that I couldn't and wouldn't resist. I would ride my bike to and from the campsite. I always made sure I was back in time for breakfast. Nothing better than eggs and bacon cooked over an open flame.
We would shoot fireworks over the water to ensure no fires. Remember the Roman Candles? Nobody bothered to read the instructions or maybe there were no instructions because we held the sticks in our hands. You could feel the "THWUMP" as each fireball shot out of the candle. And who can forget SPARKLERS! Couldn't get any safer than that....
More cleaning to do today but I am looking forward to an evening of leisure with friends and food. I might even call it quits earlier than usual today and enjoy the outdoors before it gets too damn hot to do so. After all, it is a national holiday......HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!
The computer desk at the ranch faces the eastern sky. I can see two of my four hummingbird feeders with a beautiful sunrise in the background. The birds are swarming for their morning feast. There is just enough breeze on the porch to stir my wind chimes. (Sam swears he is going to use the chimes for target practice with his shotgun.) Kitty Kats are claiming their morning nap spots in and around the house.
Thirty years ago found me with my family camping out at the river. Our camping spot was only a mile from the house but it was camping nonetheless. My parents would invite their closest friends and families to share the 4th of July weekend on the river with us. Talk about looking like a bunch of rednecks! I seldom stayed the night at a campout. The temptation of my own bed and electricity less than a mile away was a call that I couldn't and wouldn't resist. I would ride my bike to and from the campsite. I always made sure I was back in time for breakfast. Nothing better than eggs and bacon cooked over an open flame.
We would shoot fireworks over the water to ensure no fires. Remember the Roman Candles? Nobody bothered to read the instructions or maybe there were no instructions because we held the sticks in our hands. You could feel the "THWUMP" as each fireball shot out of the candle. And who can forget SPARKLERS! Couldn't get any safer than that....
More cleaning to do today but I am looking forward to an evening of leisure with friends and food. I might even call it quits earlier than usual today and enjoy the outdoors before it gets too damn hot to do so. After all, it is a national holiday......HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!
Friday, July 3, 2009
Water Leak
About 8:40pm on Thursday night.....
Robin - "Sam, it seems to be a little wet around the base of the toilet in my bathroom."
Sam - "I think it's coming from the shower. Let me take a look."
Robin - "Oh. Don't worry about it right now."
Sam - "Hold on, hon. Let me get a flashlight."
And so here's the rest of the story. Sam ends up tightening screws somewhere underneath the tank of the toilet. Then he realizes that the tub actually needs to be re-caulked. This requires a screwdriver, a pocketknife and caulk gun and tube of caulk. I offer moral support by standing in the doorway of the bathroom and make little comments like, "I didn't mean to cause a major ordeal." And I sigh a lot. At one point, Sam was on his side and wedged in between the wall and the toilet and cussing a lot. I just sighed again.
In the meantime, I was just getting interested in one of the worst movies of all times "Urban Cowboy." It was the scene where Sissy insists on riding the mechanical bull and Bud is arguing with her. OMG, I had forgotten how bad the characters portrayed cowboy hats. Ugh.
From the bathroom, "Robin. Will you please come here and help me get this crap (kleenex box and a Lysol can and a few crossword books) off the top of the tank so I see what's going on in here?"
I sigh, again. I comment, "Sorry about all of this." Sam's reply, "You're not helping any. You're just pissing me off." I had to laugh to myself because this is just the first of many domestic ordeals to come our way. And we sometimes don't work real well together.
So by 9:30pm, I lost interest in the movie and shut off the tv. As most carpenters and plumbers do, Sam had made a helluva mess in the tub and on the floor but it appears that it was a good thing we tended to the water problem when we did. As he was picking up his tools of the trade, Sam gently says, "Welcome to living in the country."
Sigh.
Robin - "Sam, it seems to be a little wet around the base of the toilet in my bathroom."
Sam - "I think it's coming from the shower. Let me take a look."
Robin - "Oh. Don't worry about it right now."
Sam - "Hold on, hon. Let me get a flashlight."
And so here's the rest of the story. Sam ends up tightening screws somewhere underneath the tank of the toilet. Then he realizes that the tub actually needs to be re-caulked. This requires a screwdriver, a pocketknife and caulk gun and tube of caulk. I offer moral support by standing in the doorway of the bathroom and make little comments like, "I didn't mean to cause a major ordeal." And I sigh a lot. At one point, Sam was on his side and wedged in between the wall and the toilet and cussing a lot. I just sighed again.
In the meantime, I was just getting interested in one of the worst movies of all times "Urban Cowboy." It was the scene where Sissy insists on riding the mechanical bull and Bud is arguing with her. OMG, I had forgotten how bad the characters portrayed cowboy hats. Ugh.
From the bathroom, "Robin. Will you please come here and help me get this crap (kleenex box and a Lysol can and a few crossword books) off the top of the tank so I see what's going on in here?"
I sigh, again. I comment, "Sorry about all of this." Sam's reply, "You're not helping any. You're just pissing me off." I had to laugh to myself because this is just the first of many domestic ordeals to come our way. And we sometimes don't work real well together.
So by 9:30pm, I lost interest in the movie and shut off the tv. As most carpenters and plumbers do, Sam had made a helluva mess in the tub and on the floor but it appears that it was a good thing we tended to the water problem when we did. As he was picking up his tools of the trade, Sam gently says, "Welcome to living in the country."
Sigh.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Music Makes the World Go 'Round
"El Paso" by Marty Robbins is piping through my computer speakers. Before that it was "Four Walls" by Jim Reeves. I have stumbled upon Country's Greatest Hits of All Times and it has shot me back to my childhood.
AM Radio was our only form of media while growing up at the ranch. KKYX out of San Antonio was as good as it got but you could only tune in to the station when on top of a hill. The local station in Little Town didn't quite have enough power to reach our homestead 16 miles from the city limits. During inclement weather, I can remember my school teachers reminding us to listen to KMBL for any morning announcements relating to cancelled classes or "late start" times. We relied on common sense in that department.
And now we've got Loretta Lynn belting out "Coal Miner's Daughter". I grew up in a house filled with all types of music. Mama introduced us to The Beatles, Tanya Tucker, Linda Rondstadt, Kris Kristofferson and Rita Coolidge, Simon & Garfunkel, just to name a few. She had a console stereo that would hold at least 10 LP records at a time. Saturday mornings would find us helping clean house to the tunes according to Mama's mood on that particular day.
If we missed the morning school bus (which happened 90% of the time), Mama would cart us to town on her way to work. That meant listening to KTSA, also out of San Antonio, and "(Sky Rockets in Flight) Afternoon Delight" and "Dancing Queen" and "The Pina Colada Song".
So here's to music lovers everywhere! May music always trigger a memory whether it be good, bad or indifferent. Except for "Achy-Breaky Heart" by Billy Ray Cyrus....arg. Still struggling to decide on which category that falls into.
Hats off to "Sunday Morning Coming Down" by Johnny Cash!
AM Radio was our only form of media while growing up at the ranch. KKYX out of San Antonio was as good as it got but you could only tune in to the station when on top of a hill. The local station in Little Town didn't quite have enough power to reach our homestead 16 miles from the city limits. During inclement weather, I can remember my school teachers reminding us to listen to KMBL for any morning announcements relating to cancelled classes or "late start" times. We relied on common sense in that department.
And now we've got Loretta Lynn belting out "Coal Miner's Daughter". I grew up in a house filled with all types of music. Mama introduced us to The Beatles, Tanya Tucker, Linda Rondstadt, Kris Kristofferson and Rita Coolidge, Simon & Garfunkel, just to name a few. She had a console stereo that would hold at least 10 LP records at a time. Saturday mornings would find us helping clean house to the tunes according to Mama's mood on that particular day.
If we missed the morning school bus (which happened 90% of the time), Mama would cart us to town on her way to work. That meant listening to KTSA, also out of San Antonio, and "(Sky Rockets in Flight) Afternoon Delight" and "Dancing Queen" and "The Pina Colada Song".
So here's to music lovers everywhere! May music always trigger a memory whether it be good, bad or indifferent. Except for "Achy-Breaky Heart" by Billy Ray Cyrus....arg. Still struggling to decide on which category that falls into.
Hats off to "Sunday Morning Coming Down" by Johnny Cash!
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