Sledding

Once again its time for RedNeck sledding. Will cried inside until I gave in and added him to the fun.

Notice the lovely fingernails on Emmy and Abby. And yes, Abby does have bandaids on her thumbs. They're princess ones so she doesn't suck her thumbs.

Emmy had enought of the fun and got out to jump in the snow. Will was driving with grandpa.

Mandy and Trevor have left for a week (on a cruise) so we have the grandkids. Watching TV, snacking, bubble baths, sledding is time well spent.

Will takes it easy with Grandpa Steve.

                                                                                                   

Reed in his spot watching CloneWars and eating yogurt fruit ball things.

Emmy takes to the bubble bath with frogs.Abby is snack central.The weather finally broke and Steve shoveled out an area for the chickens to get outside. That was one smelly coop that I shoveled out on Friday.

Bad Boots.

So Sunday I wore these boots for the first time in a long time. The boots are at least 20 years old, anyway... Besides the fact that I used to wear these with my jeans tucked-in (which of course now I can't due to my freakishly enormous calves) they fit fine. So I came home from church, took off my jewlery, shirt, and skirt (with no problems) and went to remove my boots. I pulled and pulled and nothing. NOT A BUDGE! I thought , "Well, that's strange" and pulled and pulled some more. After 10 minutes of trying to remove them I put on a bathrobe and went downstairs to get Steve to pull them off. I will pause here to let you know I looked quite chic wearing a cheap old-lady front zip mock-velor purple robe and boots. Steve just stared and started to smirk. I told him he needed to pull the boots off that somehow they were stuck. I thought maybe my sweaty feet had formed a vacuum. Anyway he pulled and pulled the left boot and it didn't budge. He tried the right with no success. He wanted to get a knife and cut them off but I declined. Next he claimed he couldn't

 get a good grip and went and put on a pair of leather work gloves. Afer twisting and pulling for 10 minutes the left boot came off; after another 10 minutes the right one finally was off. Now all over my hose was yellowy dust except on the feet area where the hose were hardened with a coating of resin. Yes, the boots had glued themselves to me. All I can figure is that the old lining must have a thin foam backing that is breaking down after all these years and turning in to super bonding dust. I'm taking them in to get new lining.

SNOW, SNOW, SNOW

More cold and the snow that won't go away. After driving us crazy by being in the house all day, we sent Reed, Abby, and Emmy out to play.

They didn't bring their snow clothes but went out all excited anyway.



I don't know when we'll see the patio table again; this is on the north side so it doesn't get alot of sun.

Will had to stay inside.

Emmy tried out some of my dangly earrings.

Since October? You're Kidding.

Between the basement, my wrist, the holidays, life, etc. I've been a bum. So here are a (very) few pics and update.

Look at those fab walls, the stripes are perfect. I like lots of different colors (every room in my house is a different theme/color) and thought I hadn't any purple. This is light lavender on lighter light lavender. BTW it turns out I do have dark dark purple curtains/towels in my hall bath.

Part of finishing the basement was to move my office armoire out of the upstairs guest room. A feat that took Trevor, Matt, Tom, and Dan, and my wood trim. They swear the only way it leaves the basement is in pieces.

One of my Christmas presents from Matt. It a chicken plucker (you put it on a drill)...can't wait to see how it works.

Its official!!!! Matt is getting married. Amber Rothwell is now in charge of whipping him into shape. Here I am marking the date. PS: Make fun of my shirt and you just may get one.

It was a dark and dreary day...

...so I decided to update instead of clean. After 7 years of doing wash and sewing (not to mention have the grandkids' playing) in the dungeon aka basement, Steve is finishing it off into actual rooms. There is the storage/furnace room, food storage room, and then the washing, craft, play room.

I don't get why it was never finished (even badly) before, the house was built in 1967. Notice how Steve covered the steel poles, he even put a plug in them so I could have electricity without having to have extension cords all over the floor.

Trevor loves helping with the fun. New insullation is replacing the nasty old stuff. I did catch Steve and Trevor trying to sheetrock over some old stuff.

I found girl legos at a garage sale, Emmy was in heaven. Who knew that was what she really wanted.



Will claimed this $1 find.

Nothing is fun like taking the RV in all its needing to be re-habbed glory out for a spin.

The excitement of a Sunday afternoon never ends.

Trevor and Steve can spend hours discussing new phones. Poor Will is being indoctrinated.

Another day of home improvements. Soon the basement will be worthy of my washer and dryer.

Matt decided he wanted to BBQ chicken after the Jesse James Day mud volleyball tourney. Luckily (?) Ken had 7 roosters he wanted to get rid of.

Six down and one to go. They plucked fairly easily. Then Matt decided to with brauts and hotdogs. 7 frozen chickens in my freezer had to go. 4 went to a big family dinner, 1 to a church friend buying eggs, and two must still be down there chilling out.

Emmy and Reed riding on the roll-back truck. Farm life is full of fun you can't do in the big city.

Another garage sale find.












Abby had chosen the princess one to start with.

Matt is the big 28. 5 + all the individual candles. Mmmmm...carrot cake. Delicious if I do say so myself, and I do.

Emmy and Abby have more garage sale finds on, well, Abby's is kind-of on.

Will is mobile and looking to get in trouble with the markers. All my ironing is now upstairs due to the basement make-over.

Reed doesn't like being around roosters, but can't stay away from the fun. I had 5 roosters that were beginning to crow, I didn't feel like butchering them (I still have the two in the freezer and Matt is working on the basement) so I put them on Craigslist.



The lady who came to pick them up brought a cat taxi and a large shoe box to put them in.

The three in the shoe box were packed in.

I'm chasing the roosters out so Steve can grab them.

Finally Updating

ARGHHHH!!!! I had re-organized the pics and had written about them when my computer went crazy, didn't save any thing and booted me off the internet.
So here goes again.
The end of July -- Reed was off at the drive-in movies, Abby didn't want to stay, and Will is Will. So Emmy stayed over by her-self.
Much fun was had gathering fruit and veggies, playing with the chickens and gathering eggs, and drawing with chalk.

The greatest thing was riding in the RV on a test run around the quarter section. You know, you don't have to wear seatbelts in the RV.

Fun continued the next day by going grocery shopping with Grandma Chibber, getting a cookie and a balloon. Teasing Abby (Mandy rought her and Will up to get the other two) was icing on the cake.

Reed did make it up at midnight to stay all night. Saturday morning he was able to capture one of the wild new chicks. This one should be laying green or blue eggs around Christmas.

Will was starting to crawl at the end of July.

We have a friend that has an ultra-light. He flew over on Sunday (Aug 30) and Steve ran out to wave him in. Steve's mowed a landing strip in the pasture.

Bingo runs out to greet the plane, or attack it, and then users it in.

The kids weren't too sure about it.

Abby did want to ride in it when it came to a stop. Reed and Emmy, not so much. Alas you need to be bigger (for ballance and balast). I decline the fun as does Steve.

Poor Will never gets to have fun.