Saturday, May 31, 2014

Houdini Horse


This guy is pretty special, a must see….

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Grammie just loves her grandkids...

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And now I have three to love.  It seems like yesterday that Ben and Abby were babies, but oh, just look at them now.   And now we have another baby, cuddly little Lexi.  Oh they are all just precious beyond words and I count my blessings every single day….

P.S.  That isn’t Daddy’s motorcycle, it belongs to a friend.  Grammie would have one of Abby’s come aparts if Daddy rode a Harley...

Tuesday, May 27, 2014



Butterbean, our lop eared bunny loves to hang out on the patio.  Yeah, umhmmmm, what he really  loves to do is eat my herbs!  We let him out of his hutch, the patio is enclosed, so he can romp and play, and we stay out there with him, but sometimes we get busy and go in the house and that little scamp is into everything when left by himself.

But he’s just the cutest little guy, I’ll take pictures of him soon and post them, he follows us around the patio like a puppy.  If you’re planting flowers, he’s peering into the hole, when you sit in a chair, he stretches out besides you, then he spins and runs back and forth as fast as he can, sniffing everything in his path, no doubt scoping out his next snack!

So yesterday LC and I were in the house, Butterbean was on the patio having himself a full fledged meal.  He ate the tops out of my basil, no doubt his herb of choice.  And he not only ate the tops out of then, he was sitting in the next pot doing it, totally mashing my chives.  Well, I guess he did have to be comfy.

Oh that little stinker, but he’s such a funny wabbit...

Monday, May 26, 2014

Now that I'm an old(er) woman, will I wear purple???


The year was 1984, the popularity of the book When I’m an Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple exploded on the scene.  I rushed right out and bought it for mother, thinking she would enjoy it, but she was not amused.

And now that I’m old(er) I’m thinking perhaps I should read it.  I have a better sense of humor than ma did, so I’m going to drag it out and give it a read.  It’s going on my bucket list, yep, it is...

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people's gardens . . .

The ending of the poem , that’s the best part...

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

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