err that t's me off because I just wrote a great blog and the Internet connection failed.
I was talking about staying home for a day feels mighty fine,but I will have to leave this evening for the ranch as we will be doing the cows tomorrow. We used to brand until about three years ago, but now I don't know what we call it, its not
branding.I kinda miss the old way of branding it was more of a day, and the calf's seem to think so to, with all the excitement they were less aware somehow. What do I know, I am the last person who should say anything, I know to little and feel to much.I do know I'll miss my bed.
Not feeling to well, inner ear issues.Dizzy.Had a massage for free yesterday while Bobbie got her hair cut off. It was torture. The gal told me to scream and swear and to keep breathing.I did all three and then some.I told her if I see you accidentally in the grocery store I am just going to start running.Hope I never piss her off, she could make you talk.wow
Bobbie got her hair cut off for the Navy yesterday and donated it to locks of love. She took off about 18 inch's. It looks good. She had her first DEP meeting yesterday.
Yesterday I went and looked at Carol's house, oh my god it is gorgeous and done in kind of a south western style, open beams ,a view to die for, warm rich colors, I really like her a lot and she has the most admirable taste, she is good!
But suddenly I was totally in doubt of what I was doing, even the logs seemed less than they are.Well we will manage I think, but its hell to be so eclectic you have no sense of self. I love everything except what I don't.Victorian styles and flowery cluttered spaces make me feel ill.Honestly
Friday, April 16, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
the littlest one
For now this is the closest thing to a resent picture I have of
boobys hair, I will try to get some pictures today and post them later if
I can. We were having a Christmas party at D.A. lodge it was great and
she was purty.
A WHOLE YEAR!!!!!
I am here, in a dozen places, put together with tape.
I have been reading some of my Bella, she is a gal I follow her blog.She blows me away with her writing.She's pretty good.I find myself wishing I had lots of time to be on this computer every day and I don't. I have kids, a house,husband,father,and an adult daughter,who takes more time than any one:D But life gets in the way I still manage to spend a lot of time here too.
Yesterday I went to the ranch,put out a spread and Andy and I had Shonna and Jay come down and we sat and went over house things for hours, then we went up on the site and the guys messed around with a laser thingy and it was way cool, I like Shonna a lot,she has a wonderful laugh. O.K. so the bomb that I got last night was that its going to take a year to build this house,once we get the foundation started.
I knew that.
Ya I knew that.
I did. I just forgot.
Somebody said six months and that stuck, all my reading told me it would take a year at least, it always takes longer with log. I am just preying we can afford to build some thing that is going to take a year to build. Oh shit!!!!
Not only that, I have strong feelings about this because of my Dad. He is eighty six and doing o.k. but of all of us he has pushed this the most, he has wanted to move to the ranch,"get the hell out of this country." He is so excited its going to be
log, and he is completely blown away by my design of the house and everyday he just keeps saying I just want to get down there and see this happen, when the hell is this thing gonna get started. I worry about him. I want him to live in our new house.
He has had a couple real close calls health wise in the last couple years.
Then on top of all of that is the fact that he lives next to me in an old shack that only has wood heat, and when its forty below zero here, he sits in an kitchen chair in front of the stove all night long to stay warm, feeding it pieces of wood all night. He has nothing there, his table and his books. He has his little dog,
Dowbie,him and mom were together fifty six years and he says they never quit having a honey moon, and boy is he right. True love. I ve only seen one other couple who were even close and that was Jack and Betty Myles.But Dad, I don't want him to spend
another winter alone in that house. We can't all live in here because he would
not be happy here. And most of all I want him to be happy. I think if we can
get away with it, we can finish the basement and move into it for the next
winter.It is quite a bit bigger than the house I now live in, all by itself.
That way the kids can start school in the new school.We don't have to worry about
wood, snow,bad roads and no husband or Dad for the kids.Or I suppose we could try
to find a place to rent when school gets out?? So yes we shall have to see.
I have the opportunity to go work out today, at nine o clock,with Dad and Booby.
I am all over that. uh huh
Then we take Miss Booby in and she is going to get her butt length hair which is
very thick and luxurious cut all off to above her chin for the Navy. She is doing it for locks of love. After that she has a DEP meeting with the Navy. So the baby's
have early out, we will take them with us and maybe Grampa if he wants to go.
I know that its all going to be expensive for me today, yikes. I have to find
a way to cut back on the money around here. We will make due, just have to
curb a little of the spending that's all.
for the moment i's done.......
I have been reading some of my Bella, she is a gal I follow her blog.She blows me away with her writing.She's pretty good.I find myself wishing I had lots of time to be on this computer every day and I don't. I have kids, a house,husband,father,and an adult daughter,who takes more time than any one:D But life gets in the way I still manage to spend a lot of time here too.
Yesterday I went to the ranch,put out a spread and Andy and I had Shonna and Jay come down and we sat and went over house things for hours, then we went up on the site and the guys messed around with a laser thingy and it was way cool, I like Shonna a lot,she has a wonderful laugh. O.K. so the bomb that I got last night was that its going to take a year to build this house,once we get the foundation started.
I knew that.
Ya I knew that.
I did. I just forgot.
Somebody said six months and that stuck, all my reading told me it would take a year at least, it always takes longer with log. I am just preying we can afford to build some thing that is going to take a year to build. Oh shit!!!!
Not only that, I have strong feelings about this because of my Dad. He is eighty six and doing o.k. but of all of us he has pushed this the most, he has wanted to move to the ranch,"get the hell out of this country." He is so excited its going to be
log, and he is completely blown away by my design of the house and everyday he just keeps saying I just want to get down there and see this happen, when the hell is this thing gonna get started. I worry about him. I want him to live in our new house.
He has had a couple real close calls health wise in the last couple years.
Then on top of all of that is the fact that he lives next to me in an old shack that only has wood heat, and when its forty below zero here, he sits in an kitchen chair in front of the stove all night long to stay warm, feeding it pieces of wood all night. He has nothing there, his table and his books. He has his little dog,
Dowbie,him and mom were together fifty six years and he says they never quit having a honey moon, and boy is he right. True love. I ve only seen one other couple who were even close and that was Jack and Betty Myles.But Dad, I don't want him to spend
another winter alone in that house. We can't all live in here because he would
not be happy here. And most of all I want him to be happy. I think if we can
get away with it, we can finish the basement and move into it for the next
winter.It is quite a bit bigger than the house I now live in, all by itself.
That way the kids can start school in the new school.We don't have to worry about
wood, snow,bad roads and no husband or Dad for the kids.Or I suppose we could try
to find a place to rent when school gets out?? So yes we shall have to see.
I have the opportunity to go work out today, at nine o clock,with Dad and Booby.
I am all over that. uh huh
Then we take Miss Booby in and she is going to get her butt length hair which is
very thick and luxurious cut all off to above her chin for the Navy. She is doing it for locks of love. After that she has a DEP meeting with the Navy. So the baby's
have early out, we will take them with us and maybe Grampa if he wants to go.
I know that its all going to be expensive for me today, yikes. I have to find
a way to cut back on the money around here. We will make due, just have to
curb a little of the spending that's all.
for the moment i's done.......
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Thats my girl
Just wanted to say that Bobbie Sue is keeping this thing afloat all by herself out of pure unselfish love, that is the sweetest thing I had happen to me in a long time.You are awfull special my littlest,xoxo
thanks
me
thanks
me
DOES ANYBODY KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HEATED FLOORS?
That is a thought,my feet are freezing right now. Does anybody out there know
anything about heated floors? I am putting heated floors in my house,with Jip Crete?? But what about pro's and con's, what about boilers? Also Lincoln windows any good or bad stories?? Its hard to run down to the local hard ware store and look at a myriad selection of lumber products and make choices and selections on things you really know very little about,and you sales rep does not necessarily know anymore than you do about it, but he won't let you know this.
anything about heated floors? I am putting heated floors in my house,with Jip Crete?? But what about pro's and con's, what about boilers? Also Lincoln windows any good or bad stories?? Its hard to run down to the local hard ware store and look at a myriad selection of lumber products and make choices and selections on things you really know very little about,and you sales rep does not necessarily know anymore than you do about it, but he won't let you know this.
I write poetry, and I am on a diet, maybe those things would interest people more than a fifty year old woman building a log cabin? You know its been quite a journey to get here and in so many ways we all seem to come full circle in life. I heard once the meaning of success was when the young man grew up and got enough money to leave the family farm, go out and make enough money to buy a family farm of his own. No what I mean Jean??
Kind of how its worked for me. I lived in a few log cabins in my life.Most of them you could put in the mud room of this house, all of them you could look out the walls of, and all of them tough as it was,were home. Would I go back,if it wouldn't change anything hell ya, I miss my mom. You carry it inside of you the whole time and its like a puzzle you have to put together before you know that the picture is the one you started with.
We didn't have electricity or running water, and it was at a time in this country when that was not the norm. I grew up on venison and elk meat, brook trout and hand me down clothes,it wasn't all bad I loved most of it. I still live that way as much as I can, but I have it much easier than my folks did then.
Kind of how its worked for me. I lived in a few log cabins in my life.Most of them you could put in the mud room of this house, all of them you could look out the walls of, and all of them tough as it was,were home. Would I go back,if it wouldn't change anything hell ya, I miss my mom. You carry it inside of you the whole time and its like a puzzle you have to put together before you know that the picture is the one you started with.
We didn't have electricity or running water, and it was at a time in this country when that was not the norm. I grew up on venison and elk meat, brook trout and hand me down clothes,it wasn't all bad I loved most of it. I still live that way as much as I can, but I have it much easier than my folks did then.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
I love this, not sure who wrote it?
The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice. It's in the gentle words he whispers... The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work. It's in how respected he is at home.....The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits. It's in how tender he touches... The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift. It's in the burdens he can carry.
Kathy
yea!! My friend Kathy has figuared this blog and the comment issue out. I was getting a little frustrated and going to quit. I know that this will be one of the only ways I stay in touch with my friends for a while.I have been feeling a little neglected you might say. Yea Kathy.
Monday morning rail
I don't drink much coffee, but I sure do love that first cup in the morning.
Papa Andy and I spent Sunday up on the mountain in the wind and the snow and the wet, from early until dark. We were trying to stake out the dimensions of the house. The site is quite sharply sloped to a flatter spot then drops dramatically. Anyway
all kinds of issues with slope and position of the house. We were having so much fun, albeit frustrated fun, but fun that as under dressed as I was all I could do was shiver shake and keep moving, hoping beyond hope I was burning calories.
The kids hung in there for a while then headed to grandma, huckleberry pie and the television.(Which is quite a draw to them as we do not have one.)
I know the main footprint looks small up there and it's a little scary but only because the living room is smaller than mine now, which is tight, and grandmas too, which she wishes was bigger. Oh well small I can handle, I ve done small, its the big that spooks me. The house is 5684 square feet total. I have lived in every thing from a chicken coop when we were kids to multi million dollar homes but none this large. I did design this place and in my own defense I must say that there is six of us here and sometimes three or four more so with that in mind and money always an issue, I made the main floor 2000 feet with a loft of 1600 square feet all under the eves, not a second story, so you will be able to stand up only according to the pitch of the roof. But Papa insists on a basement which puts me over the top. So be it.
The baby's are off to school, we have exercise this a.m..We being Grampa and I and Booby sue. Its great how well she is doing. When she first started doing it with us about nine months ago, oh my word if looks could kill. Yikes! Now she is starting to get cut and runs like the wind, feels great looks so much better, total turn around. If she can just stay focused she is formidable, the Navy is going to love her. I will miss her.
I sure enjoy this part of my day. I am trying to get up earlier so that it can last longer but, I need light and yes I turn them on but daylight is important to my wake up skills. 6;30 is fine, six to dark.Tucker is the same as me,Gracie is pretty good at being an early riser at the ranch. The cows and sheep are what she wants to see. At 4:30 5:00.humm That's cool,but.....I could if I had too or if I was more interested for some reason. Of course I would if they had to depend upon me, but as it stands there is already at least five folks out there feeding them. When I start my day the only chance I get to set down is when I do this, until I fall into bed at night.So its not like I don't pull my weight and everyone Else's too, I do and I know I do. Well tis time to sweat,ugg... so must away ere break a day to seek our long forgotten gold..........to quote an old friend of mine.
Papa Andy and I spent Sunday up on the mountain in the wind and the snow and the wet, from early until dark. We were trying to stake out the dimensions of the house. The site is quite sharply sloped to a flatter spot then drops dramatically. Anyway
all kinds of issues with slope and position of the house. We were having so much fun, albeit frustrated fun, but fun that as under dressed as I was all I could do was shiver shake and keep moving, hoping beyond hope I was burning calories.
The kids hung in there for a while then headed to grandma, huckleberry pie and the television.(Which is quite a draw to them as we do not have one.)
I know the main footprint looks small up there and it's a little scary but only because the living room is smaller than mine now, which is tight, and grandmas too, which she wishes was bigger. Oh well small I can handle, I ve done small, its the big that spooks me. The house is 5684 square feet total. I have lived in every thing from a chicken coop when we were kids to multi million dollar homes but none this large. I did design this place and in my own defense I must say that there is six of us here and sometimes three or four more so with that in mind and money always an issue, I made the main floor 2000 feet with a loft of 1600 square feet all under the eves, not a second story, so you will be able to stand up only according to the pitch of the roof. But Papa insists on a basement which puts me over the top. So be it.
The baby's are off to school, we have exercise this a.m..We being Grampa and I and Booby sue. Its great how well she is doing. When she first started doing it with us about nine months ago, oh my word if looks could kill. Yikes! Now she is starting to get cut and runs like the wind, feels great looks so much better, total turn around. If she can just stay focused she is formidable, the Navy is going to love her. I will miss her.
I sure enjoy this part of my day. I am trying to get up earlier so that it can last longer but, I need light and yes I turn them on but daylight is important to my wake up skills. 6;30 is fine, six to dark.Tucker is the same as me,Gracie is pretty good at being an early riser at the ranch. The cows and sheep are what she wants to see. At 4:30 5:00.humm That's cool,but.....I could if I had too or if I was more interested for some reason. Of course I would if they had to depend upon me, but as it stands there is already at least five folks out there feeding them. When I start my day the only chance I get to set down is when I do this, until I fall into bed at night.So its not like I don't pull my weight and everyone Else's too, I do and I know I do. Well tis time to sweat,ugg... so must away ere break a day to seek our long forgotten gold..........to quote an old friend of mine.
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