Crazy Old Lady

Part of enjoying life is being able to laugh at yourself. I’m not sure if it’s old age, or just me being goofy but last night, I had a good laugh at myself. My alarm goes off just a bit before 6 a.m. You know I have my little game with Mother Nature that I’ve played for years. If I’m up before the sun comes up, I win! If the sun is up before I get up, she wins. I love starting my day as a winner so I try to be up before Mother Nature every morning. Living out here in the woods with no neighbors, I often walk outside with the dogs and I hear myself looking up at the very dark say and saying “Lazy girl! I beat you up again!” Mother Nature never responds!  :)

This time of year, I’m always a winner because the sun doesn’t come up til about 7:20. Next week it will be 6:20 but that’s ok . . I’ll make sure I’m up before Mother Nature.

6:00 is early for me. There was a time when I could easily sleep til 10 a.m. but now, there’s too much to do and I don’t want to waste a minute. Getting up wouldn’t be nearly so hard if I could stop whatever I’m doing and get to bed at a decent hour. I detest going to bed. I never want to stop but from about 9:30 p.m. til whatever time I go to bed, I’m saying to myself “You’re going to be sorry in the morning . . ”

Last night, it was about 11:00 when I crawled into bed. Vince was already asleep so I was trying to be quiet and still. The minute I got all covered up, I remembered that I had wanted to make sourdough bread for dinner tonight so the sponge needed to be started last night. Out of bed . . into the kitchen . . stir up the sponge.

Back to bed. The minute I was all comfy again, I remembered that I wanted baked beans tonight and the beans needed to soak overnight. Out of bed . . into the kitchen . . rinse the beans and put them on to soak. 

Back to bed. Just when I got all covered up again, I thought  . . it’s chilly in here . . and I remembered that I was doing something in the kitchen and had turned the a/c down to 70º and forgot to put switch it back from manual to program so I got up again and fixed the thermostat.

Back to bed. My cell phone stays on the bedside table but yesterday, I had gone to town and taken the phone with me. It was still in the car and that’s what I use for my alarm. Ughh . . out of bed a 4th time . . out to the car . . get the phone. 

Back to bed. Vince never heard anything!

When I got back in the bed for the final time, I had to laugh . . and then I hurried up and went to sleep before I remembered something else I was supposed to do!

Relaxing – Country Style

This is Vince relaxing after a hard day’s work!

Vince Relaxing

Vince Relaxing

Who needs a recliner when you have a cardboard box?  :)

I remember when his mustache wasn’t white!

Text From Chad

As much as I would love to have Chad and his family living near me, there’s never been much hope that they would move to Texas. Nicole’s family is all in Missouri (grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, sister). Nicole’s parents have a good chunk of land and are about 2 hours from where Chad and Nicole live. Her parents welcome them any time .. even in the middle of the night after Chad’s worked a late shift. Nicole’s mom lets Chad take over her kitchen and Nicole’s dad lets Chad have his way with his shop. Nicole’s parents are the best grandparents! They do all kinds of things with Addie and I’m so glad she has them for grandparents!

Chad was hunting in northern Missouri this weekend and I got this text from him:

“Y’all should buy me a farm in north Missouri.  This area is beautiful. It’s everything good about Missouri and every bit as scenic as Kentucky. Rolling hills, large farms and big timber. The soil is black as coal.”

After I stopped laughing at the “Y’all should buy ME a farm in north Missouri” part, I laughed on several counts.

First, when we moved to Missouri, Chad was not happy about that move. We had thought for a month or so that we were moving to Louisiana and he was pretty happy about that but once we made the choice to go to Missouri instead, he was not happy. When we got to Nevada, MO, Chad said “Please tell me we’re just stopping here for gas and this is NOT where we’re going to live!” Nope. . this is where we’re going to live!

Who knew he’d end up with a wife from Nevada and Chad would be trying to figure out how to get back there after having moved away for a few years.

And another funny thing — when we lived in Kentucky, Chad couldn’t believe some of his friends actually drove pickup trucks and helped on their family’s farms. He called them “red necks kids from Kentucky”. He was real proud that even though he lived in rural Kentucky, he felt he was a city boy!  Now, he drives a pickup and is saving every extra dime so he can buy a farm. He’s talked Nicole’s dad into letting him put some cows on his land so in the spring, Chad plans to buy three cows. He loves Missouri and as much as I miss them and wish they were closer, I’m so happy he loves the area where he lives. That means a lot.

It’s been 7-1/2 years and a whole lot has changed, for the better, for Chad. But, I hate to be the bearer of bad news . . we are NOT buying him a farm in north Missouri. He may some day inherit a little farm in central Texas but other than that, he’s on his own!