Mallard In Turquoise, Silent Sunday

Breakfast Of Champions

Oh I gotta get up from this couch. I'm smelling something pretty good, cookin' in the kitchen. She, (my mom), better be given' me some of it. I'm just likin' my chops, cause I know what it is.

Mom, you are going to share that oatmeal with raisins and maple syrup with me, arn't you? You know I need my fiber every day just like you............ I heard it is guaranteed to prolong my life!

Oh yeah, thanks Mom! It was delish! I sure coulda ate more than she gave me though!

It Was Only Yesterday

It was only yesterday, that a little baby girl was born,





To Bud and Evie, early in the morn.





This little babe grew up in a small town,





Where everyone was happy, and no one would frown.





It was only yesterday, that as a teen, would dabble with her art,

thinking, as a career, it may not be to smart.

It was only yesterday, she married in sixty-nine,





And gave birth to her own little girl in the winter time.





It was only yesterday, as this new babe grew and grew,





And became a sister in the cold months too.





Unfortunatly that marriage was very wrong,





And it ended before to long.





It was only yesterday, when a new man came into sight,





That marriage was oh so right.





It was only yesterday, that a son was born to these two,





They loved watching him as he grew.





It was only yesterday, another son came to be,





and opened my eyes to really see.





It was only yesterday, God knocked on my door,





I asked Him in and received much more.





It was only yesterday, through much love and strife,





That I finally opened up about my life.





It was only yesterday, that I realized how far I had come,





gone through so much as many others had done.





It was only yesterday, the last day of my 61st year,





That I could look at my life and not shed a tear.



Yes.........It all...........was only yesterday!

The Princess And The Pea

Something strange happens almost every night! I get into bed, and after awhile, I feel something not quite right about my mattress. You see........I have a 3" memory topper on top of my mattress, so what I am feeling does not hurt, but is weird. So...........I feel underneath me.........and what do I pull out? This tiny little 2" doggy chew! Sometimes, Billy is whining at me when I get into bed........and I wonder what that is all about. I have covered up his little chew! So of course I give it back to him and he is all happy about it not being buried anymore. I found a package of these in NY, and it has brought many laughs for me since. Of course it made me think of the story about The Princess And The Pea! Guess thats what I get for always letting Billy have my bed anytime he wants to be there!

I'm Watching You!

This post is dedicated to my little cat friend, Madi. She had a great blog recently, showing her Laser Eyes! My Billy must be made of the same stuff. In this picture, Billy is saying, "LEAVE MY TOYS ALONE!"

Bear Cam

These are pictures I have been able to capture, from the Bear Cam at www.elyminnesota.com

I especially like this one! Hope you enjoy this link as much as I do!

Army Pants????

About a year ago, I found out that you could make purses out of Army shirts! But.....It is quite expensive to have them made. I have really seen some beautiful ones on the internet, but was not willing to pay to have it done, when I figured I could do it myself. So when Clint was here in February, he purposely left a pair of his pants so I could make purses for Noelle and myself. At first I was a little dissapointed that he gave me pants and not a shirt for this project. After all, I had only seen bags made out of shirts, not pants. Well.........it took me a few months to figure out how to cut up the pants in order to make two purses. (I didn't want Noelle to get the only one, LOL I had to have one also!) Finally I figured it all out! Both purses are nearly alike, just some small differences. Like the pockets inside are different. Every part of the pants were utilized in this project. I used the waistband on my bag. It made a great strap in which I can hook my phone or keys to the belt loop. In fact, I can even shorten my strap because of the ties that would make it fit tighter to the waist. On the outside, is the very large pocket that is normally on the thigh of the pants. The inside is a patriotic themed material, then the extra pockets sewn on top of that, to put little goodies in. In the end, I made two purses, and three little pouches for a total of $2.00. (price of lining material). A lot better than a price of $50.-$80. I would say! Now.......there are only tiny scraps of those Army pants left! Thanks Clint!

Chatting With Squirels

(need I say any more about us seniors?)

Only The Shadow Knows

Ithink this picture is kind of interesting. And scary, and I will be glad when the Shadow is no longer possible to be seen on the desert sands of Iraq! The Shadow is my 27yr old son. He does not need to be a Shadow on the sand! I don't need him to be in Iraq. I need him in the United States! But, the United States needs him in Iraq. The Army needs him to be a Shadow. The Army needs him to use the Big Boy guns, and the Big Boy stryker vehicles. The Army owns him now, not me. Not that I ever did own him. He was just on loan to me for a number of years, until he became a Big Boy. One more month to go. Then the Big Boy will be back in Fairbanks, AK. Clinton............I am so darn proud of you, my whole being just swells with that pride! Love, Hugs, and Kisses as usual, and always............my son.

Sunflower Kids

Here is Joey and Julia, my grandchildren from Western New York. These sunflowers only bloom every other year. (Not sure why) So, every other year, my daughter takes her children over to this field and photographs them. How they both have grown over the years since she started doing this. Funny thing, the sunflowers don't look as tall as usual. Or.......maybe the kids are just taller!