Monday, March 31, 2008

Just Askin' - Sticky Post

SO... we were wondering...(c) Misty DawnS


Say a new weekly photography meme started...
Let's Say this photography meme was all about animals...
Let's pretend it would be a very easy meme to participate in... only a few rules...

Such as:
- Each week, you post a photo involving a pet/animal/insect/critter - it can be, but does not have to be your pet: It could be a funny photo of your guinea pig wearing wholesale fashion jewelry, a photo of a lion at the zoo, a deer in the woods, birds at a feeder, you uncle's horse, the butterflies on your flowers, and, if you really insist, dogs ;-) (This is just hypothetical, of course)
- It has to be a photo taken by you or someone in your household
- It's completely up to you whether you just post only the photo or decide to write something to go along with it.
- AND, of course, no photos of violence, abuse, or pornography.

if someone were to start a weekly meme such as this...
would you want to join? (Hypothetically, of course)

OH - and if you were interested in joining a meme like this... then go over there to the sidebar and vote on which day you would hypothetically want to participate. When voting, don't forget to consider, which days of the week are busiest for you, which days you already participate in other memes, which days you don't blog (I can't imagine a day of no blogging), OK you get the idea :-)

(c) Misty DawnS

Heads or Tails *Fool*

Heads or Tails has its very own home now! If you click on the graphic above, it will take you to the awesome new HoT blog where you can sign up and start participating in this fun and popular meme!

Today's topic is Heads - Fool.

Don't worry, I'm not going to ramble on and on through silly story throughout this post like I usually do.

April Fools! I lied - I AM going to tell you a story, and, as usually, I'll probably do my share of rambling too.

A few years ago, Hubs decided to play an April Fools joke on his sister. It began as a very simple joke, but, boy oh boy did it escalate into much more than we had anticipated.

On March 31 of that year, we drove to the adjoining state where my step-daughters lived to see my oldest step-daughter perform in a play for her drama club. The play was an Agatha Christy play, and Hub's daughter ended up being the one 'who dun it'. hehe

The next morning (April Fools Day), Hubs sent his sister an e-mail and told her that we had gone to see the girls the night before, and he was surprised to find out that the oldest daughter had gotten into some trouble (referring to the play - which sister-in-law KNEW we were going to see!).

Since I have an extremely difficult time lying, I stayed out of this. Well, I tried to.

That night, Hubs was outside working on the farm, and my sister-in-law called in a HUGE panic.
"This is horrible! Oh no, this is so bad, now her grandma is going to know and... oh no, this is bad" she stammered.

"What in the world are you talking about?" I asked.

She explained that she had typed a long e-mail to Hubs (her brother) asking about what had happened with oldest daughter. In the e-mail, she had also proceeded to ask if she was pregnant or if it was drugs, or what. She went on in the e-mail to say that she just couldn't believe that the oldest daughter was in some sort of trouble, because she was the child of Hubs who never did anything wrong.

After typing all of this out in an e-mail, naturally, she clicked 'Send'. The problem was, she accidentally sent it to her and Hubs' aunt... which is Hubs' mom's sister. Which meant that the phones were already being dialed to tell 'Grandma' that her oldest grandchild had gotten herself into some trouble.

I about fell out of my chair trying not to laugh. My sister-in-law was freaking out, because she was going to be responsible for 'ratting Oldest daughter out to her grandma'.

Then she asked me, "Misty? Is she pregnant? That's what it is, isn't it? Is she? Oh my gosh, I can't believe that now Mom is going to know!"

I couldn't help it, she was in such a panic, I had to make her feel better... but she just wasn't getting it.

"Sis-in-Law, listen to me. What is the date today?"

"It's April 1st! Who cares! I'm trying to talk to you about Hub's Daughter!"

"Sis-in-Law, LISTEN to me!!! Where did we go last night?"

"To see her play! What is your point???"

"It was an Agatha Christy whodunit play. Did you know that?" I asked.

"YES, I knew that! Misty, what is your point?"

"OK, work with me here. I'll ask you again... what is TODAY???"

She was really getting ready to lose her temper with me. Her voice started to rise, and then, all of a sudden it dropped, and she said "Ohhhhhh, I am SO going to get him for this!!!"

Later, Hubs called to personally thank his sister for making his simple little April Fools joke much more interesting than he had ever imagined it would be.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

If I Were... (a meme)

Tag is introducing this post, because I've been tagged for a meme.
Get it? My dog is Tag, and I've been tagged. Yes, I'm really good at being corny!(c) Misty DawnS

I was tagged by Tammy to do the "If I Were" meme. It's really long. So, if you want to read my answers to the meme, grab a beverage, get comfy, and click the "Read More" link.

If I were a direction I’d be… Lost (I'm horrible with directions)

If I were furniture I’d be… either a Filing Cabinet (my husband says I never forget anything and always file stuff away in my brain for future use) or I'd be outdoor furniture (because I prefer to be outside).

If I were a liquid I’d be… caffeinated (coffee, pop, whichever - I don't care)

If I were a sin I’d be… doomed at having a chance at self-resurrection (Hey, that's what the Minister said last Sunday - I was paying attention!)

If I were a gem/stone I’d be… Flint (Yes, I know it sounds weird, but you can make tools and arrow heads out of it and you can start fires with it... so, it's very useful and handy to have! So there!)

If I were a metal I’d be… Steel (I should be - we surely spent enough money on it for the house roof, and the sides and roof of the equipment building!!!)

If I were a tree I’d be… A Buckeye (Go Ohio State!)

If I were a fruit I’d be… an Apple (Give me a break - we had an orchard and are considering starting an orchard here too. Besides, there are all sorts of varieties, and they keep the doctor away)

If I were a flower I’d be… A Snap Dragon (Love you Grandma!)

If I were weather I’d be… Misty (ahahahahahaha, sometimes I crack myself up)

If I were a music instrument I’d be… A guitar (strum me Baby hehehe)

If I were an element I’d be… Earth

If I were a color I’d be… Purple! (Duh!)

If I were an animal I’d be… oh, g, I dunno... hmmmm... this is a tough one... oh, maybe a DOG (DUH!)

If I were a sound I’d be… A sigh (is this meme ever gonna end?)

If I were a lyric I’d be… "I can forgive you, but I won't re-live you." (from I Want To Be Loved by Bon Jovi)

If I were a song I’d be… "Redneck Woman" by Gretchen Wilson (Hell yeah!)

If I were a music type I’d be… a mix of Country and Rock

If I were a perfume/cologne I’d be… Obsession (are y'all even still reading this???)

If I were a feeling I’d be… Sentimental (Yeah, I'm just a big mushy sap)

If I were a book I’d be… A Collection of Short (or not so short, since I tend to ramble) Stories

If I were food I’d be… Pizza (most people love pizza)

If I were a city I’d be… really upset, because I don't like the city

If I were a taste I’d be… Sweet (But, I already am *hehe*)

If I were a scent I’d be… the sent of Ben Gay or muscle cream (goes with the Fibro), but I'd prefer to be the smell of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies ;-)

If I were a word I’d be… Friend

If I were a verb I’d be… Care

If I were an object I’d be… A Collar (Then I'd always be hugging my doggies)

If I were a piece of clothing I’d be… A Bra (That's the closest I'll ever get to having boobs, besides, I'm very supportive ahahahahaha... y'all still reading this?)

If I were a body part I’d be… An Eye (I'm a photographer - I SEE beauty everywhere) or A Left Hand (I'm left handed *grin*)

If I were an facial expression I’d be… A smile (Or, I'd be sticking my tongue out at the webcam)

If I were a cartoon character I’d be… tracking down Wile E. Coyote to break the news that he won't ever catch the Roadrunner

If I were a movie I’d be… "Dreamer" (that movies makes me cry every time, by the way, which refers us back to the "If I were a feeling" question)

If I were a geometrical figure I’d be… A Star (just to be different hehehehehe)

If I were one of the 4 seasons I’d be… Summer (DUH!)

If I were a sentence I’d be… grammatically correct and full of adjectives - OK, a sentence... hmmm... Dogs are not our whole lives, but they make our lives whole. (OK, I stole borrowed that - it's a quote by Roger Caras)

If you are bored outta your mind are a glutton for punishment need to waste lots of time would like to do this meme, then be my guest :-)

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Sky Watch Friday

(c) Misty DawnS

This photo was taken on Easter. I thought the clouds over the sun created a very mystical feeling. I don't know - maybe you just had to be there to understand what I'm saying. I always try to capture the beauty so you can feel like you were there. Yet, sometimes, there is a 'feeling', and it just doesn't seem possible to capture that in a photograph. Do any of the rest of the 'nature addicts' out there feel or know what I'm talking about? Or, am I not making any sense since I've had everything on my mind today from owing on our taxes and not getting the professional camera to drug rehabilitation to adoption to wondering when my vehicle will be repaired... and so much more. It has been a busy day mentally, so maybe I'm just not doing a good job at expressing myself.

Worldwide Group Hug

Wow! Twice this week, I have typed out a post and then sat there staring at the "Publish Post" button, because I wasn't sure if I should actually post it. I wasn't sure how the posts would be viewed or accepted, since they were coming from me, a.k.a. Miss Happy-and-Silly-and-Innocent (ok, maybe not so innocent, but only a select few of you know that *grin*).

Twice this week, I closed my eyes and just clicked the mouse, as I thought to my self, "People may wonder what the heck you are doing, and you may lose some regular visitors."

Twice this week, I was absolutely surprised at the reaction I received from my friends here and at Misty's Words. Both times, you made me feel like maybe I can still write a decent piece; sometimes it's good to share the things you feel strongly about, even if it isn't a 'happy-topic'; you really don't just use me to get a chance to see my adorable dogs (OK, maybe you do, but that's alright - I don't blame ya); but, most of all, you proved to me, once again how non-judgmental, caring, understanding, intelligent, and unconditional these blogging friendships are. Thanks for that. (Could y'all scoot a little closer together for the group hug?)

Now I'm off to enjoy my blog-hoppin' Thursday. I'd love to tell you that after blog hopping, I'm going to go sit on my teak outdoor furniture and enjoy another nice day. Unfortunately though, it's dreary, cloudy, and looks like it might rain. Oh well, they can't all be sunny days (darnit).

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

It's Depressing

(c) Misty DawnS

Let me talk about something a little bit, because that helps me get it out of my brain and feel better. Today, I need to talk about depression.

One of my best friends and I were talking about depression just last night. I kept confiding things to her, and then I would follow up with asking her to please not judge me. Well, she never did judge me, because she never would. She's the kind of friend I can say anything to and not worry about being judged. However, not everyone is like that. As if depression isn't hard enough to deal with on its own, the stigma of depression - the way people regard you if they find out you have depression, is just as hard to overcome. Let alone if people find out that you take anti-depressant medication.

You see, I used to take medication for chemical depression. When my neighbors, whom I thought were my friends, found out about this, I became the subject of jokes, gossip, and judgment. I had a dog at the time, and she suffered from separation anxiety. My ex once joked to the neighbors that he thought the dog needed Doggy-Prozac, because her mommy's 'problems' were rubbing off on her. Yeah, like it's a contagious disease or something. Of course, this comment caused everyone who was listening to break out into hysterical laughing, because it was 'just so dang funny'.

I was telling my friend last night about a conversation I had with my old doctor once. He had asked me if the medication seemed to be helping. I responded, "Yeah. I don't seem to get depressed for no reason anymore." My doctor didn't take this statement very well, and I was rather surprised. He countered by asking me if I would judge someone with Diabetes for taking Insulin. I said that of course I wouldn't. He replied with, "Diabetics' bodies need that Insulin, because their bodies don't produce it, right?" Well, of course. "Well then, why in the world do you think you get depressed for NO reason? There is a reason. Your body is not producing the proper chemicals. Therefore, medication is required to produce those necessary chemicals."

When he put it like that, it made perfect sense. However, I must admit that eventually I quit taking all medication. I felt like I was weak if I couldn't take care of 'my problems' on my own.

I just wish that people with depression didn't receive the judgments and treatment they do. Depression, anxiety, panic, and similar conditions are not things that people bring upon themselves. Do you honestly think that people want to feel the way these conditions cause them to feel?

I just don't understand the close-mindedness sometimes.

Corny Lesson

Maggie May has been trying to teach me a few things during the past few days. Yesterday, she and Molly were teaching me that when it's a beautiful day, you MUST go outside and enjoy it... and don't forget the camera, because you have two of the most beautiful dogs in the world in your family.

Today, Maggie was teaching me something else about what you do during nice weather. Well... you eat corn on the cob of course, and you get really excited about it too!

(c) Misty DawnS

Who says it needs to be cooked? Just eat it and enjoy it! When the weather is nice, find a cob o' corn and chow down!
(c) Misty DawnS

Now, the proper way to eat corn on the cob is to hold it with both hand paws and use your front teeth to bite off each kernel. Everyone knows that!
(c) Misty DawnS

You have to be alert though to make sure that no one else gets a chance to steal this yummy thing away from you!
(c) Misty DawnS

Ahhhh yes, the sun is shining, it's a beautiful day, and there's corn on the cob. What more could you possibly need?
(c) Misty DawnS

I hope you've enjoyed this little lesson on how to enjoy the moments of life to their fullest. :-)

Hubs says that this proves that she is definitely MY puppy, because she loves corn as much as I do. I personally prefer it cooked though. I'm just picky like that.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

How They Keep Me Sane

Many people laugh at the title of this blog. They ask how I can possibly claim that three Border Collies, whom often give me a run for my money with their intelligence and obsessive behaviors, keep me sane.

Well, I've already gone through the explanations of how they love me unconditionally, are always happy to see me no matter how I look or what mood I'm in, listen intently and give me their undivided attention no matter what I'm talking about, and, did I mention the unconditional love?

So, amongst all the stresses of life, such as trying to earn a better income, trying to build (and afford) a house addition, listening to your husband lose patience as he tries to install bathroom faucets without leaks, having no vehicle because it is being repaired due to an up-close and personal meeting with a deer, and did I mention the finances... well, amongst all those things, when I feel like just going somewhere to hide from life for awhile, it's these faces which make me smile and make me realize how much I have to be thankful for...

(c) Misty DawnS

Not to mention that each day they give me a lesson in what it means to be loved and the importance of sharing the love I have for others.
(c) Misty DawnS

Now, you see why no matter how my day is going, I'm always given a reason to smile.

Heads or Tails *Surprise)

Heads or Tails has its very own home now! If you click on the graphic above, it will take you to the awesome new HoT blog where you can sign up and start participating in this fun and popular meme!

Today's topic is Heads - Surprise

S - Sunset.
On the most bland day, you can be rewarded and surprised with a glorious spectacle in the sky.
(c) Misty DawnS

U - Underwear... yes, underwear.
When I was younger, my friend walked up behind her brother, yelled "Surprise" and pulled his sweatpants down. However, the surprise was on her, because he wasn't wearing any underwear!

R - Race
The ending of a race is a surprise, because it is an unknown outcome.

P - Puppy
Yes, when this puppy came into our lives, it was definitely a surprise. She continues to surprise me every day with her intelligence, speed, and ability to chew through and eat everything.
(c) Misty DawnS

R - Reasoning.
I have been very surprised by some people's reasoning for their actions or attitudes.

I - Idol
I was very surprised (and disappointed) that Amanda Overmyer was voted off American Idol. I could have sent four other contestants home before I thought she deserved to go!

S - Sony (the manufacturer of the new 'dream camera')
You're probably surprised that I chose a different camera to be my dream camera now. Maybe you'll also be surprised to hear that, nope, I still haven't ordered it.

E - Endings
I love reading books with surprise endings.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Prayers for Recovery

I hope everyone had a great Easter!(c) Misty DawnS

We went to see Hub's great-aunt yesterday. She's the one I told you about, who was having surgery on her spine and nerved in her back. She is now staying with her son, because she will require constant care and supervision during a very long recovery.

When we first got there, I didn't think I would be able to stay. She was in a lot of pain and very confused. I care about and respect this woman so much that it was tearing my heart into pieces to see her like that.

After a short time though, her son took her back to her room, because she isn't allowed to be sitting up for too long. We sat with her in her room, surrounded by humidifiers and air purifiers, and taking breaks when it was time for her to take more medicine.

There had been some trouble with one of her medications causing bad side effects. So, once they took her off that medicine, she seemed to be doing better.

My favorite part of the visit was when she made a joke, then smiled, looked at us and said "Hey, I'm getting my old self back a little bit, aren't I?"

Please keep her in your prayers.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

A Funny In Podunk

You know me, I've got lots of silly, emotional, and funny stories to share. Yep, it sure is a good thing I started this blog so I could bore you to tears share all my stories with all of you. Whether it be dogs, farming, baby cribs, remodeling, web cams (Barb and Tammy, I can hear you laughing), or being an administrative assistant, I've got a story about it. That's why you like me, right? Because I've always got a story to tell? It's not? Oh shoot, I need to change my whole direction here then. But, before I do, I've got a funny story to share!

I worked at the insurance agency on Thursday and Friday. The insurance agent, aka my boss (we'll call him "Agent"), and I don't really know each other that well yet, and I feel a bit uncomfortable around him sometimes. So, I've been trying to find a way to break the ice and cause us to 'connect'. Anyway, when I arrived Friday morning, he was in his office with a client.

When the client left, and my boss came out of his office, I said, "Hey Agent, your friend called and said he would be calling back, so don't head over to the tire shop until he calls."

Agent asked, "Why would he think I'm going to go to the tire shop?"

I replied, "Well, probably because you always go to the tire shop."

Agent grinned and said, "Well, tell him I ain't got time to mess with him." (No, he didn't use the word mess, but this is a family friendly blog.)

So, I realized that he was in a good mood and said, "Well, since you are in a good mood, I've got something to ask you. You do realize that the door is spelled wrong, right?"

Agent stood there staring at me and asked, "What the heck are you talking about?"

I said, "Well, I always thought that the name of this agency, also the name of the county, was spelled '...NAM'."

He said, "Yeah, that IS how it's spelled." and stood there looking at me like I was mentally slow.

I asked, "Oh yeah, well then why does the door say '...MAN'?" and sat there looking at him like he was mentally slow.

Agent stood staring at me for a moment and then turned and ran outside to look at the door. I watched with amusement while he frantically tried to scratch letters off the door.

When he came back in, he shook his head, looked at me, and said, "People are going to think we're a bunch of freaking dummies." (No, those aren't the exact words he used, but this is a family-friendly blog.)

I replied, "Well, I'm not, because I'm the one who noticed it. You mean to tell me that NO ONE else has ever noticed that???"

"No." he replied, "You're the only one."

I gave him my thoughtful look and said, "Wow, y'all are a bunch of unobservant people here in Podunk, aren't ya?"

This sent him into hysterics laughing, because when he first asked if I would like to work there, I told him I would give him a resume. His reply was, "We don't need a resume, we're just a little insurance agency in Podunk." SO, anyone reading this from my area - I am NOT making fun of our community, I was repeating his term ;-) Besides, I'd never make fun - I love it here! ;-)

What makes this story even more funny is the fact that they just finished spending quite a bit of money to put vinyl scenes on the two big windows on both sides of the aforementioned door, remodel the offices, new paint, and new carpet... Yet, the name of the agency (also the county) is spelled wrong on the door. Hehe, I bet he wishes I would have never moved here!

Friday, March 21, 2008

From Skittles

I'm posting a note from someone we all know and love - one of my bestest friends - Skittles...
From Skittles -

Misty has been so kind as to let me do some explaining here on her blog. I thank her for that. She's such a good friend to all of us.

I have deleted my blog. The reasons for doing this are personal. (Aw man.. I can't write this without crying.) I will surely miss all of you .. and I mean this from the bottom of my heart.

I have also deleted my Heads Or Tails blog. I will try to reinstate HoT as soon as possible.. maybe in a week or so. I'll probably do a regular blog again, too. You know I can't stay away forever.

Until then.. take care and God bless each and every one of you.


From Misty Dawn -
We have all loved and enjoyed your blog. It has made us laugh; it has made us think; it has made us have fun; and has made us cry and feel emotion... Behind every great blog is a fantastic blogger - but, even more... a fantastic person... that's what you are - a fantastic person!
We love and support you, my friend. We'll miss you and welcome you back with open arms when you decide it is time. Until that time, you know how to reach me ;-)

Comfort For a Dog's Night

(c) Misty DawnS

You see that beanbag the adorable, yet rotten, Miss Maggie May is sleeping on so comfortably? Well, she ate it! It started with her chewing a couple small holes in it. We reprimanded her (Oh yeah, we're so cruel) and fixed the holes with duct tape (Yes, it's great for emergencies such as this). However, that fix didn't last long.

I was in the other room one evening and heard my husband lecturing the puppy about 'ruining it'. I came out to see what was the matter and had to hold back from laughing when I saw all these tiny little white balls of styrofoam all over the kitchen floor. She destroyed the beanbag, and she definitely did a good job of it.

My concern is this. Tag, our male Border Collie, does nothing at half-speed or half-effort. Everything is given 110%. Unfortunately, his body is suffering because of this. When he has spent an entire day outside working with Dad, he is one very happy and thankful dog, but, sadly, he is also very sore and moving very slow. Sometimes, it makes us hurt to watch him get up and try to walk. His body is becoming old before its time, and that makes my heart ache for him. So, that was the purpose of the beanbag - to prevent Tag from having to sleep on the hard floor. Now, I'm considering getting the poor guy a luxury dog bed from, because I just can't stand to see him hurting so bad, and I certainly can't keep him from going outside to work, because that means the absolute world to him. Tag's world revolves around Dad and getting to work with Dad. OK, the skid loader and farm equipment make Tag's world go round too.

These beds, are really spectacular, and I know that one would really benefit Tag. He is always so appreciative if we put anything down on the floor so he can have a little bit of cushion. So, I know that this would make his dreams much more peaceful. Now, until we have the finances to create individual space for each dog, I need to figure out how I can treat my boy to one of these special beds and keep the mischievous puppy from tearing it to shreds!

I'll come up with something though, because it's worth it to ease Tag's discomfort. Do I hear you saying that I spoil my dogs? Well, you know what my answer to that is, don't you? They deserve it, because, as you know... My Dogs Keep Me Sane! :-)

Sky Watch Friday

(c) Misty DawnS

I realize this Sky Watch photo is different than what you are used to from me. Yes, I did get some beautiful and amazing sunset shots this week, but I feel like being different (hehe that's not very difficult for me). Evening before last, I walked out of my door to head on my evening sunset walk like I do each evening. Also, like always, I admired my beautiful barn as I walked down the porch steps. That's when I noticed that it looked like this lightning rod was pointing at the moon, as if to say "It's right here. Let me show you the moon." I thought it was neat, so I took a picture :-) (I know, you're probably wondering why I didn't post one of the pretty sunsets rather than this.)

I'm off to work for half a day. I'll visit everything this afternoon and evening.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Advice On Being Cute

My mommy says that I'm a very silly girl. Why would she say that? I think I'm rather cute.(c) Misty Dawn S

I've got an adorable smile, which usually gets me off the hook no matter what I've just been caught doing... such as, oh, I don't know... pulling the insulation out of the walls after Daddy just got done putting it in there. Not that I would do something like that, I'm just saying that, you know, some puppies get into mischief like that. Oh, and if the adorable puppy-grin doesn't get you out of trouble...
(c) Misty DawnS

Knock 'em out with that ear thing that always makes 'em laugh. Mommy is always telling me that I'll never grow into my ears. Well, why would I want to? These silly ears are a huge asset when you need to be cute as heck in the spur of the moment!
(c) Misty DawnS

Monday, March 17, 2008

Heads or Tails *In The House*

One of my favorite bloggers, Skittles has started a Tuesday meme. It is LOTS of fun-so you'll wanna join us right away! If you click on the Heads or Tails logo - it will take you to the post to tell you more about the meme.

This week's topic is Heads - Any part of (or place in) a house.

This post probably won't be what you are expecting. You'll be required to use your imagination in order to fully appreciate this post. You see...

This will eventually be my new kitchen (complete with dishwasher)...

And this will be my new bedroom (Yes, I can call it mine, because my husband doesn't usually sleep in the bedroom).
Now, as I said, you must use your imagination. It really will be nice. My kitchen will have cornices over the windows (My daddy made the cornices for me), and they will be covered with a wallpaper border featuring a cow/barn/silo scene. I also purchased for my husband, the collection of Bonnie Mohr dairy cow collector plates - she is an amazingly talented artist. So, those plates will be displayed and tie in wonderfully with the border on the cornices.

The bedrooms' cornices will have a wallpaper border featuring a sunset scene with sheep in a pasture. The bathroom, which I couldn't get a photo of, will have the most awesome curtains. You see, before we moved, my dad's girlfriend surprised me with these curtains. They have lily pads, cattails, and dragonflies on them. They were intended to remind me of fishing with my dad, and that is exactly what they do each time I see them. Since she made them, we've been collecting little fishing/dragonfly/etc items to hang from the curtains' tiebacks.

So, that's the addition I keep referring to. Excuse me while I get technical... I've been checking my software, and I've concluded that at approximately ... ummmm. Eventually, my bathroom will have four walls and heat again (I hope)... we'll have closets (wooohooo)... we'll have the proper insulation and doors (and our electric bill will go down - serious woooohooooo)... and... well, you get the idea. :-)

Ode To My BBFF

(c) Misty DawnS

Yep, I was like a sad puppy dog last night. You see, my BBFF is having serious problems with her computer. No, I'm not just joking around about her 'hard drive' or her 'disk drive'. She is seriously having computer problems, and I'm not liking it at all! Yesterday, she was unable to get online for most of the day, because a very good friend of hers is remotely trying to fix her issues the computer. Heck, I don't even know if she was able to access a dos command line, because for most of the day I was unable to chat with her. So, last night, when she wasn't online, I wrote her a silly poem. After sending her an e-mail of the silly poem, her screen name popped up on my instant messenger. So, I got to talk to her for a while! We're still waiting to see if her computer is completely fixed though. After reading the poem I wrote for her, she kept asking me to post it.

"It's absolutely silly." I replied, "I could write you a much better poem."

"No," she said, "It's funny, and I love it."

I wish an absolutely goofy and silly poem were exactly what is needed to scare her computer into straightening its act up! However, I doubt it. So, I'm just glad it made her smile and laugh.

So, since she's bigger than me and could beat me up to make her happy, I'll post the poem. Please, keep in mind this poem is completely goofy and was just thrown together very late at night in an attempt to make my friend smile.

Ode to my BBFF
Here I sit
Oh so sad
I miss the best BBFF
that I ever had.

We usually talk
for hours on end
and if someone is rude to one
the other is quick to defend.

We're experts on
data, reboot, and a good ol' hard drive clean
And we laugh like a dork and moron
when people don't know what we mean.

My BBFF, well
we thought it was a worm she had
turns out that
it was just her components gone bad.

Maybe it was the fault of her 'girls'
with which she's been blessed
the computer took one look
and it's data became all a mess!

Whatever the cause,
it has got me outta whack
I miss my BBFF
and I want our nightly chat back!

You see this poem
I should really stop
For, I've got so many
blogs I should hop.

But I'm finding
no matter how hard I try
It's just not the same
and I know exactly why.

I don't have that box
at the bottom of my screen that blinks
when she sends me a new message
or tells me to go check out a link.

So here I sit
like a sad bump on a log
without my BBFF to talk with
I don't want to hop blogs

How did I ever do it
before I met her?
I'm sure I did OK,
but how? I'm just not sure.

A lasting effect on me
this friendship has had
Daily, I think of 'moments'
and I start giggling like mad.

She's also been there
when I've needed her most.
We may physically be miles apart
but she always seems close.

But now she's not here
and I miss her so
and it sure makes me realize
I love her more than she'll ever know.

:-) Love, Misty (Dork) Dawn

Saturday, March 15, 2008

The Pummelling Pig Post

Since I just found out that we've been invited to my sister-in-law's for the evening, I decided to do a re-post. I posted this story way back when - shortly after starting this blog. A few friends have recently been attempting to convince me to re-post this story, because they think it's the perfect remedy for bloggers who can't fall asleep they say it's hilarious. Yes, I must admit most of my farming stories about my getting beat up by one animal or another (or a whole group of them) are rather humorous. However, I've strongly hesitated in re-posting this because it is so stinking long. I tend to ramble, ya know....... OH, like I'm doing now... Well, let's get right to it...

Now - for the pig story... oh my... my husband thinks this is the greatest, funniest, most hilarious story ever... that would be because... 1. it wasn't him and 2. he wasn't there to suffer my fury!

We had just started to 'manage' my in-laws' farm... This means that, basically, we were still doing ALL that work that we had already been doing, but now we were so lucky as to also be in charge of all the finances. Oh yes, we got to pay all the bills... basically, that's what it meant. Anyway... We were having some trouble with finances, so my husband took a job as basically a hired-hand on our neighbors' farm, which was still a dairy farm. So, my husband would go there and help milk each morning, come home and work on our farm, and go back late afternoon/evening to the neighbors' dairy farm to help milk in the evening. This is where I came in. I would come home from work in the late afternoon/evening and take care of those chores. By this time, we were sheep farmers and were in the middle of lambing season. We had over a dozen lambs that were orphans and needed bottle fed - So, that was my first chore... bottle feeding over a dozen hungry little lambs, which are really cute at first until you are mauled and raped by them when they are killing each other for a bottle. We also had pigs. We had about 7 pigs, and we sent 6 of those pigs to market. That left one pig. As you will tell by the story (if you are patient enough to keep reading), that left one VERY lonely and desperate pig!!!

So, I came home from work, filled the bottles for the lambs, put them in a bucket and trudged my way to the barn. I was inside feeding the lambs, and I heard this "CRASH BANG CRASH" then... silence... I just sat there holding a bottle in mid-air wondering what I had just heard. Then I had this thought... "Oh NO!!!" I thought "PLEASE don't tell me the pig got out!! PLEASE don't tell me that's just what happened!" So, I finished feeding the lambs, and I went out to see what the commotion was all about. YEP, the one lonely, desperate pig had, in fact, charged the gate and broke out of the pen that he was in. He was now running happily around our cement lot. I stood there wondering to myself "What the he*l am I supposed to do now??" So I got this great plan.

He (the pig) went down an alleyway, near our manure pit. So, I hid behind the wall, and waited for him to come close to his pen. When he came close, I jumped out from behind the wall (and behind the pig) yelling and waving my arms in the air. It WORKED! The pig went running back into his pen. Yay!!! I did good. Then I realized "Well crap!!! Now, how am I gonna keep him in there?" Duh Mist, you didn't figure out your plan first! I needed a gate - yep, that's what I needed. So, I wandered around the lot until I found this big ol' heavy freakin gate that I had no business trying to move by myself. But, by golly, I moved it by myself! Only to find that by the time I got it over to the pen, the pig had wandered himself back out and was now merrily running around the lot again! Da*n it!!! So, I used the first part of the plan again (hid behind the wall, etc, etc, ran out waving arms and yelling, blah blah) it worked again!

Pig is now in the pen, and I've now got a big ol' gate to keep him in there! I am SO awesome! yeah... sure Misty... keep telling yourself that! So, I prop the big ol heavy gate up and realize that I need something to fasten the gate to the walls so the pig can't knock it down and get out again. Ok, I can do this... baler twine!!! Yay! baler twine will definitely work! So, I go into the adjoining barn and grab myself a big ol bucket worth of baler twine. I wearily come out and check, and hooooorah... the pig is still in there! Yes, I am good. Suuuuure, I am.

So, now, I must tie this gate to whatever posts I can possibly find so this darn pig doesn't get out again. Ok, I can do this. I've got this spiderweb of baler twine running from this post to that post and back out here around those other posts. OK, almost done. So, I'm kneeling down, carefully tying some baler twine around another post when I hear this sound... It's the pig... He's at the far end of the pen, and he's making this grunting, snorting sound and pawing the ground AND he's giving me the eye - yep, he was looking right into my eyes like - say your prayers girlie! THEN he did it... he charged... he slammed himself into the gate, and at that moment I realized that my careful baler twine tying didn't mean a da*m!!! I flew backwards onto the cement... the gate crashed down on top of me... and the pig... well, that da*m pig, HE ran over-top the whole length of me! From the TOES to my HEAD... yup, he just ran the whole length of me while I was lying there helpless and cursing!

By the time I got myself up - trust me... it took awhile, I went in and phoned the neighbors' farm... I knew that they don't answer the phone, but they listen to the messages. I promptly (and quite tiredly) informed them that if I did not get some help immediately, we were going to have pig on a spit for dinner!!! Well, of course, no one bothered to listen to the message... oh no, of course they didn't.

I did the whole waving the arms and yelling thing again. Got the pig back in again and started tying the gate to the walls AGAIN. This time, whenever the pig even acted like he might even be considering pummeling me again, I would stand up and start screaming and cursing at him to scare him back to the other end of the pen. After a VERY LONG time, I finally got the gate tied up and was sufficiently satisfied that the pig would not get out. I then went in the house for a well deserved rest.

When my husband came home from milking, he was expecting a hay customer to be coming for some hay that night. I figured he could probably use some help, so I limped my poor aching body outside to see if I could be of assistance. He looked at me immediately all concerned and said "What's Wrong? Honey, did you get hurt?" I replied "I've been beat up by a pig!" "What???" he asked. So, I told him the story... well, at least I tried to tell him the story, but towards the end, he was doubled over laughing so hard that I thought he was going to pass out. I literally had bruises - perfect pig hoof shaped bruises - all over the length of me... yep, little purple and blue pig-hoof-shaped bruises from my toes to my head!!!

Oh gosh - you would have thought this was the greatest story in the state. My husband was telling everyone. If I started to tell the story myself, he would interfere and say "No, oh no, let me tell it" Oh Yeah Dear, like you were actually there!

On a side note - when it was finally time for this pig to go to market, my husband informed me that it took him a full 20 minutes to cut ALL the baler twine off the gate so that he could get the pig loaded in the truck! SEE - I DID do a good job after all... yeah right, tell my aching body that now hates pigs that!

On another side note - my in-laws were in Arizona during this time. One day, my husband was on the phone with his mom, and when I walked into the room, my husband was holding the phone away from his ear, he was laughing, and I could hear her cackling through the phone. I just looked at him and asked, "You told her the pig story, didn't you?". He just shook his head in agreement, because he was laughing too hard to respond. My father-in-law brought me home a wooden cutting board as a gift... it was in the shape of ... you guessed it, a pig. Yeah - they all love me, can't ya tell?

So, that's the pig story - if you were patient enough (or bored enough) to read the whole story, I thank you! Hey - you can wake up - it's over now :-)

Friday, March 14, 2008

When Typos Are All Too Appropriate

Oh my gosh have I got a funny story for you! Guys - take this as an advanced warning - you may consider this post to be 'too much information' or 'too much woman-stuff talk'. So, if you're a guy and get uncomfortable about the true facts-of-life that women must deal with, then I suggest you just skip this post.

Last night, I was talking to my BBFF, whom shall remain nameless (Yeah, like you don't know by now), on the instant messenger. To fully understand this post, you need to know that lately, we have taken up the silly habit of using computer terms to refer to ummmmmm - body parts and marital 'relations'. You know, "formatting your hard drive" or "putting a floppy in your disk drive" - I think you get the idea, and, if you don't, well then, this post isn't really for you.

I told her that I wouldn't be online today until this afternoon, because I had an appointment this morning.

I typed "Man, I don't wanna go to my appointment tomorrow."

The ever-wise-woman (and she's really good at reading my mind too) replied, "Gotta go get a pap-smear, eh?"

"How'd you know that?" I asked.

"No woman wants to go get a pap-smear." She so matter-of-factly replied.

Then she asked, "So, even though you don't have any, does your doctor do a breast exam too?"

"Yeah," I replied, "If she can find them."

"When my doctor is doing the exam, he makes jokes the whole time to keep my mind off it." She told me.

"Oh, I'm usually making jokes about my lack of chest with my doctor," I joked, "and she usually is cracking up laughing."

"You have a woman doctor?" She asked.

"Yeah." I replied.

"Wow, I can't remember the last time a woman examined my di*k drive." She remarked...

At the same beautiful moment, we both realized that instead of an "s", she accidentally used a "c". When we both were able to breath again and see the computer through the tears in our eyes from laughing so hard, I replied...

"Oh, I am SO going to post about this. You just made one of the most appropriate typos ever!"

A Job With Kids AND Animals

Considering my love of animals and children... do you think I'd make a good 4-H Youth Development Program Assistant? My aunt-in-law saw an opening for this position. She called yesterday while I was out on my daily dusk walk. You know, to get sunset photos (surprised, aren't ya?). Anyway, when I got in, my husband showed me the job description on the website.

Basically, I would be involved in assisting with everything to do with the 4-H Youth Program. So, I figured I'd fill out an application, attach my resume, and drop it off on Monday. It's only a year-long position, but it would probably help me make some connections in this community.

Anyway, I may not even hear anything (other than the thanks for your application, we'll keep it on file letter), but I figure it doesn't hurt to try.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Sky Watch Friday

Worries and Support

Photo courtesy of estgirl99 at

I'm worrying about my friend right now. I'm not worried that she will get bad news, because I've been praying about that. I'm worried because I know she's scared and nervous. I wish I could be there with her to give my support. Since I can't be there in person, I'm supporting her via the internet. Hey, that's how we met and became friends, so it's appropriate that I send her my support the same way. So, if you want to give your support too - run over to Skittles' blog and let her know how much she's loved or leave a comment here saying how wonderful she is, and I'll make sure she sees how important she is to all of us.

My great-aunt-in-law had a bunch of medical tests run to see if her heart could handle a surgery she desperately needs. Without this surgery, she would never walk again and would be in constant, severe pain. We were notified last night that the tests were complete, and she has been approved for surgery. Her surgery is tomorrow.

I think I need to go read the yellow pages or research home owner insurance - anything to keep my mind from worrying. Yes, I'm a worrier. I always have been. However, worrying about people I care about tends to be very dangerous for me. You see, there's a standing joke among my family and friends. They say that if Misty is worried about someone, she shouldn't even get out of bed. You see, I have a tendency to get injured when I'm worrying about someone. No, it's not because my mind is occupied - I don't know how to explain it. I get injured doing normal things which are routine parts of my day. Maybe I get injured in order to take my mind off of worrying? I think I'd rather go read that phone book.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Wordless Wednesday (with words)

I realize my Wordless Wednesdays are hardly ever wordless anyway (It's my blog, so it's OK), but I have to talk about this photo. I realized something about myself with this photo... I realized that I am absolutely dog-crazy, and I think about or incorporate dogs into everything. Why did I come to this realization, besides the fact that it's so obvious already? Well, you know you are dog-crazy when you take a photo of a sunset, and you immediately see a puppy's face in the clouds. Yep, you are probably going to think I'm crazy, but right there, to the top right of the trees, I see a puppy's face looking at me head on... white nose and white blaze, little tan eyebrow above the left eye (on our right looking at the face). Seriously! You can see it even more if you look at the photo full size. Maybe the Heaven is telling me to go get another puppy to help me feel better about the camera deal... OR, maybe it is telling me to get a new puppy AND the camera and take photos of the puppy! Yeah, I think that's it! (Please don't call the people with the straight jackets to take me away because I'm seeing puppies in the sky.)(c) MistyDawnS

Secret Destroyed

If you visited my Heads or Tails post over at Misty's Words, you saw that I had a secret.

Well, this morning, that secret was ruined. You see, I thought I'd be receiving my professional camera in the mail... Hubs found a good deal and we took the plunge and ordered the camera from a particular auction site...

I was talking to one of my very close friends on the instant messenger last night, and he asked if I was excited. I said I was trying not to be, because of how my luck has been lately - I would get excited when I had the camera in my hands. Well, I should have listened to my own advice, because I couldn't help but get excited.

This morning, I received an e-mail that it was a fraudulent seller (we always check, and she had a 99.5% feedback rating!!!), and that I needed to file claim in an attempt to get our money back.

I really can't say anymore - I'm too upset - I just can't think straight. So, I'm going to go visit other blogs in an attempt to get my mind off it and stop crying.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Heads or Tails *Anything Green*

One of my favorite bloggers, Skittles has started a Tuesday meme. It is LOTS of fun-so you'll wanna join us right away! If you click on the Heads or Tails logo - it will take you to the post to tell you more about the meme.

This week's topic is Heads - anything green. Skittles chose this theme because St. Patrick's Day and Spring are in the immediate future.

When I was in second grade, we were going to have a big St. Patrick's Day party at school. My dad had come to visit me at my grandparents', and I was busily going from room to room, picking things up, crawling in the cupboards and back out, lifting up the rugs, peeking under the furniture... searching every nook and cranny.

Finally, my dad asked, "What ya doing, Mist?"

I replied, "I'm looking for the leprechauns, Daddy! You know, those little green guys?!?! They have gold, Daddy! And, if I find them, they will have to show me where their gold is! It would be better than what the Tooth Fairy would leave me if I lost all my teeth at one time! You wanna help me look for em?"

My daddy smiled and replied, "I don't need to look for them. You see, Brandy is a great hunting dog, and when I get home, Brandy will show me exactly where those little green guys are."

"Are you serious Daddy?!?! They'll have to show you where the gold is if Brandy finds them!"

Brandy was my dad's Irish Setter dog. She was one of the highlights of my life. I loved her SO much, and she was one of the smartest dogs I ever knew. So, I wasn't the least bit surprised to hear that she could track and find little, miniature green guys. (Yes, dogs were my whole world back then too)

My dad left to go home, and I took my bath and was sitting on my grandma's lap in the rocking chair for my bedtime story. (I can even remember which book we were reading!) I heard the door open in the other room, and looked at my grandma and started to ask who could possibly be here at night, but, when I looked up, I saw my daddy. Seeing my daddy walk through the door on any day was the greatest thing ever; I used to pray over and over again 'Please let my daddy come over today'. So, having him walk through that door twice in one day made me an extremely happy girl.

My dad came up to me, and as I sat in my grandma's lap looking up at him, he held out a small, square, glass jar with something in it. He handed me the jar, and I stared in amazement... I was absolutely speechless for a bit, and then I whispered in awe...

"ohhhhhh it's gold. Brandy found the little green guys, didn't she Daddy? Woooooow"

I took the gold to school with me, and I excitedly told the whole class that my daddy's Irish Setter is the greatest, most beautiful, and smartest dog in the whole wide world, and she found the leprechauns, and they had to show my daddy where the gold was, and my daddy brought some of it to me. (You know, I rattled all of this out in one very long breathless sentence, in typical second-grader fashion.)

My teacher then had the nerve to start telling the class about something called Fools gold. She proceeded to claim that what my daddy brought me was actually Fools gold... and blah blah blah. I was one furious little girl. I stood my ground...

"NO, Mrs. Doesn't-Know-Real-Gold-When-She-Sees-It! You are wrong! That is REAL gold! My daddy has the greatest and smartest dog in the world, and she found the little green guys, and she showed my daddy, and they took him to their gold! No ma'am, I am not arguing with you; I would never do that, because my grandma taught me not to argue with grown-ups. I'm just telling you that my daddy would NEVER lie to me, and he said the little green guys showed him this gold!"

I can only imagine what a time my grandma had trying to explain to me that, no my daddy wouldn't lie to me... but...

I still have that bottle and the gold, and I still go crawling and peeking around in every nook and cranny looking for the little green guys on St. Patrick's Day... eventually, I'll find them. I have to admit - if my daddy walked through the door on this St. Patrick's Day, I would be that excited and thankful little girl all over again, and I would truly feel like I had just been shown the gold.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

So Much to Say - Too Little Time

WOW - I've got so much to catch you up on! Seriously - there are so many things I want to talk about and tell you about.

I really want to tell you about the benefit auction we went to Saturday night. It was for a friend of ours who has cancer of the spine. He is a 39 year old chiropractor (that's not a 'rich doctor' business out here in farming country - trust me) with a wife and three children. It is unexpected (I guess it's never 'expected', is it???) and absolutely heartbreaking. He basically had a choice from the doctors... we try to remove all of the cancer, and you will be a paraplegic. Or, we'll take out as much as we can, and you'll be able to walk, but we can't guarantee it won't spread and you won't die from it. How do you make a decision like that? Seriously? I'm crying for him and his family right now just thinking about it. I just can't imagine. I wish I could take it away and make it better, but all I could do was donate a few photos for the auction, donate what money we could spare, and pray, and pray, and pray. He chose option two. He couldn't bear the burden he would have on his family if he spent his remaining time as a paraplegic. He came to the benefit. When he walked in the door, everyone cheered, everyone clapped, everyone rejoiced, and many of us, including me, cried. Even more, I want to talk about the people of this community that I am now a part of - the way they join together for a fellow person, the way they show their love, the way they will go completely out of their way just to see if they can help you - It's priceless - It's inspiring - It's a true gift for which I am grateful to be able to experience and be a part of.

I want to tell you about something really exciting that happened today... along with another 'Misty stupid moment'.

I want to tell you about my husband possibly going out to help my in-laws drive back from Arizona. This would make me feel really good, because I worry about them making the trip by themselves, especially with my father-in-law's Parkinson's Disease, and it would also give Hubs a chance to see where his parents stay all Winter, because once we have cattle, Hubs probably will not be able to go anywhere in the Winter. Then again, if my in-laws truck doesn't get repaired, including the bed liner and the hitch and light hook-ups for the camper, they may just be staying in Arizona. When I tease my father-in-law about this, he says "Oh no, it gets too hot here!" I then promptly tell him to be quiet and quit talking to me about being hot.

I want to tell you about a weekly meme I've been thinking about starting and ask if you would participate. (It's a weekly animal-photo meme)

I want to update you and tell you about many things. However, I have been extremely tired and unusually busy lately. So, I haven't been visiting my friends' blogs like I usually do. Therefore, everything I want to update you on will have to wait... I'm headed off to your blogs so I can catch up on YOUR lives!

I love ya, I miss ya, and I'll talk to ya soon!

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Sky Watch Friday #12

(c) Misty DawnS

I'm assuming we are a 'hang-out' stop along a migration path for Snow Geese. If that isn't what is going on, then I think I better pack up my stuff and run, because these birds mean business! Honestly, this was one of the most amazing spectacles in nature I have ever seen. I was speechless and in absolute awe. I am so grateful that I was given an opportunity to witness this. That same day/night, was the most amazing sunset. I just can't resist replaying this day and night over and over again in my head! Therefore, I can't resist posting (yet, another) photo of the sunset.
(c) Misty DawnS

Beyond a Step-Daughter

No, I didn't win the contest, and you do not need to keep voting. Thank you so much for your support and votes... Now...

Let me tell you a story about someone who means the world to me... my step-daughter (we'll call her Rahjee - nickname).

When I first married her dad, I must admit I was quite nervous as to how his children would accept me, considering the age difference between us. I knew that my step-son accepted me, because I saw him every other weekend. However, my step-daughters lived in a different state, and I did not have the opportunity to get to know them as well as I would have liked to before our wedding.

The step-daughter I am referring to is my husband's youngest daughter (middle child). She will be 20 years old this month, and she is one of my best friends. She is unbelievably funny and such a pleasure to be around; She does not meet a stranger, and no one ever feels uncomfortable around her. She does not pass judgments, has a gigantic and generous heart, never takes anything or anyone for granted, works very hard to reach her goals, and genuinely cares about other people.

Now that her dad and I have moved to this state, Rahjee and I are usually in contact with each other on the instant messenger the entire day and usually the entire night too. We talk about absolutely everything from something as little as what we are having for dinner, to venting to each other when we are upset, to rejoicing with each other when something great happens. We support each other, we encourage each other, we worry about each other, and we have some of the greatest inside-jokes ever.

When Rahjee heard about the caption contest for the gift certificate and realized that I could use the certificate towards the camera, she expended so much effort and time promoting her 'step-mom' that I was touched beyond words.

First, she wrote up a bulletin and posted it on her Myspace page. The words she put in that bulletin - the beautiful things she said about me - the way she talked about what our friendship means to her - I am not ashamed to say I had tears streaming down my face.

Her boyfriend (E, a great guy who treats Rahjee great) also put a bulletin on his Myspace page, along with Rahjee's half-sister, and one of Rahjee's friends who thought our relationship sounded so cool that she wanted to help too.

Rahjee also called everyone she could think of. Her entire family voted for me (Yes, this includes my husband's ex-wife, whom I have extremely high admiration and respect for. She's a great mother, has raised four fantastic children, and has stood strong through some very tough times. You probably aren't used to someone complimenting their spouse's ex, but she honestly deserves it.). But it didn't stop there... Rahjee and E contacted everyone they could think of, and then they asked those people to contact everyone they knew. E even asked everyone who plays World of Warcraft with him to vote!

Rahjee would hit refresh every time she went by her computer, and then she would excitedly instant message me to tell me how many votes I had. She did everything she could think of because she wants her step-mom to get her camera. You see, with Rahjee, if she cares about you, your dreams become her dreams, and she will do anything she can to help you reach them.

When I woke up Wednesday morning and realized that the contest had, in fact, not ended, and all those votes were now gone and replaced by a new contest which started from zero, my heart dropped. Honestly, my last concern was that I hadn't won like Rahjee and I had been celebrating the night before. My concern was that Rahjee had done so much, had thrown herself into promoting me, and was so excited. I must have said something like "Poor Rahjee" out loud, because my husband immediately said "What? What's wrong?" When I told him what had happened, he said "Oh boy, I wouldn't be surprised if my daughter gives some people a piece of her mind." You see, Rahjee will also fight for you ;-) And, trust me, she's not afraid to speak her mind ;-)

Yes, she was very upset about what happened. However, even though I didn't win that contest, I'm still a winner, because what she (and E and everyone else) did for me made me feel so much love and support that I can't even begin to put it into words.

To everyone who voted for me - Thank you - your votes and support mean more to me than I can possibly express to you. Also, thank you for allowing me to take the time to share with you what a truly special and amazing person my Rahjee is. She's so much more than a step-daughter, and she's so much more than a friend... she's Rahjee, and there's no one like her.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

We Tried - Thanks

Last night, my step-daughter and I were celebrating via AOL's instant messenger LOL. We thought I had won the gift certificate to use towards the camera. Well, it seems that Rosina Lippi's contest didn't end. She has decided to post the four top voted for captions and have a re-vote.

I realize you have all already made the effort to vote for me. I just want to say thank you for that.

If you are interested in seeing the top four captions, they are here.

Oh well, at least this gave me some wonderful material for a great post, which I'll be doing after the contest ends. I have a very special story I want to share, but it needs to wait until later.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Wordless Wednesday

(c) Misty DawnS

Monday, March 3, 2008

Heads or Tails Tuesday *7 Things*

One of my favorite bloggers, Skittles has started a Tuesday meme. It is LOTS of fun-so you'll wanna join us right away! If you click on the Heads or Tails logo - it will take you to the post to tell you more about the meme.

This week's topic is Tails - Seven things about a category of your choice.

I did a photography-themed post over at Misty's Words, if you are interested. My post here will be quite different.

Seven Things You Will Not Hear Me Say

1. May I please have some squash?
2. No, I don't really want a Canon DSLR.
3. I don't want to pet that dog.
4. I need to research the top diet pills.
5. I need to buy a bra.
6. It's too hot to go fishing.
7. I've been on the internet for too long.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Vote For Me

Hey friends!!! I could seriously use your help! Remember that contest I told you about? It's the caption contest my favorite author, Rosina Lippi a.k.a. Sara Donati is holding.

Well, it is time to vote on the captions. The winner will receive a signed copy of the book (The Pajama Girls of Lambert Square) and a gift certificate to Amazon, which, if I win, I plan on using for that Canon camera I never shut up about :-)

So, do you want to vote for me? I'd be forever grateful!
If you click on this link, and then click on the words "Right Here",
my caption is the 9th one down and starts with "After much anticipation of the release of her favorite author's new book..." Since the contest ends on Tuesday, there's not much time. So, here's the link if you would like to vote for me.

Thanks everyone!!!!!!


Again, I can't help myself (Tammy & Barb, did you just say 'there's no help for her'?). I can't possibly be expected to wait until Friday to post these photos I captured last night.
I strongly encourage you to click on these photos to view them larger. The sky was absolutely breathtaking last night. I found myself standing in the middle of the road, staring at the sky, with my jaw hanging open and my eyes wide. I was afraid to blink, because I didn't want to miss one split second of this spectacle. The beauty and the awe that overcame me is completely indescribable. God certainly gave me a glimpse of Heaven last night.
And then...
The birds... I told you - they're out to get me - it's a conspiracy!!!

Down On The Farm

(c) Misty DawnS

We're going to be operating a farm again soon. Thank goodness! Farming is hard work, but it is also one of the most rewarding occupations and lifestyles, in my opinion. Of course, as you know, I am an animal lover. So, I can't wait to have livestock around again!

When I married my husband, he and his dad were operating a dairy farm. My husband also bred show cattle and really made a name for himself in that field. After we had been married for two years, we decided to go out of the dairy business and start raising sheep.

While raising sheep, we also had a small beef cattle herd, and sometimes hogs. I have issues with pigs though. My very embarrassing pig story which I posted shortly after starting this blog explains why.

In addition to the livestock, we also did crop farming. We raised all our own hay and straw, in addition to hay and straw to sell. We also raised corn, oats, and wheat. Another large part of our farming life was my in-laws' apple orchard. We also had peaches, cherries, grapes, raspberries, and blackberries. Boy, do I really miss our fruit trees and bushes.

So, now that Hubs has all the equipment he needs to make hay, and Spring is almost here, we will be purchasing some beef cattle and operating a farm again. I can't wait, because things just don't feel right without livestock around me. Of course, then I'll be overloading all of you with animal photos - which brings up my new idea for a weekly meme. I'm considering starting a weekly photo meme which would be all about animals. Each week, you would post one of your photos of an animal. Simple as that. What do you think? Would you want to participate in a meme like that?

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