super friday

Gotta go to the grocery store today. Like you, I’m preparing for Sunday. I don’t care one whit about the football-cheaters or the deflated balls (I said balls!) or who is smack-talking whom. It’ll be the ‘pigs in a blanket’ showdown over here and I’ll snap to attention whenever a Budweiser Clydesdale or cute puppy appear on the boob tube. I brake for Dorito ads, too.

Thought I’d bring you up-to-speed on comings and goings.

Last week found us in Florida enjoying a vacation with lots of the fam.

Florida. Is it any wonder they have sinkhole issues?
Florida. Is it any wonder they have sinkhole issues?

There were activities for every age group.

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I enjoyed whacking the golf ball and taking a few golf lessons. That means I’ve totally changed my grip and swing and can now only contact the ball 1 out of every 10 attempts. ***sigh***

This guy’s little sis had to spend some time in the hospital recently, so he bunked with us for the night.

I love this interesting little guy.

We’re grateful and blessed the little girl is better.

It snowed. A lot.

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Ready for a lifestyle yarn?  We live outside the city in a rambling ranch house. We love it, but living in the serene country comes with tradeoffs. Recently, I’ve been battling mice. Think Don Quixote. Haven’t had any of the greasy buggers in a long while, but this winter they are determined to invade our space. I’ve fought them off with every kind of trap imaginable.

One evening, I flipped on a light in our kitchen and spied a nasty gray rodent peeking around the door threshold. Our eyes met. I froze. He froze. I did what I had to do………”TEX…..AN!!!!” The Texan leapt to my aid with the faithful wiener dog at his side. The wily mouse was still unmoving (was he sick, or what?). Should we grab the flyswatter, or a shoe and pummel the vermin to death? The Texan and I pondered for a split second before realizing the short answer to our dilemma. In unison we commanded, “Doxy! Skit it! Skit it, Doxy!!” With her green light, the fearless wiener immediately pounced on the offending mouse, chomped on it once and slammed it to the ground. She wiped her paws in victory and it was all over in literally 2 seconds.

Our very own American Sniper. Good dog.
Our very own American Sniper. Good dog.

Even though I have the protection of the killer doxy, I still set some sticky traps around the house. I wanted to wipe out any laggers.

Got really lucky when I checked my traps the other day. You’ll never believe it.

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Score!! I snared a goldendoodle. I hear they are high-dollar, designer dogs! Bet I can reap a pretty nickel from this catch.

I’m watching my sticky traps to see what I ensnare next. Maybe a fox…..or a bald eagle. Yeah, a bald eagle. That would be cool.

Enjoy your super weekend of hot wings.

Better mouse-trap love to all.

Super Sunday

What a week! Not one I want to re-live anytime soon.

Like much of the country, West Texas was in Old Man Winter’s icy clutch last week. Temperatures below 0 degrees Fahrenheit. Wind blew for three days straight 40 to 50 mph. Wind chills registering -30F!!

The Texan and I did battle with no gas (not the stomach kind, the house-heating kind), no water in the house because of frozen pipes, and a big water leakage freeze-a-palooza with our well. The Texan is seeing money signs flying around possible replacement of the well. 

Checked out some of our cattle at the grow-yard yesterday. Lots of the young cattle didn’t make it through the cold blast. Some of their sad, lifeless bodies were drug to the side of the yard. Other bodies were still littering the pens.  The owners and employees of this cattle grow-yard looked drawn and weary.  They’d worked their butts off under unbelievably bitter conditions to save cattle.  Talk about good people….they are my heroes.  Crazy storms…..s**t happens.  Let’s keep on keepin’ on.

But hey, we’re still here and we have lots for which to be grateful.  Today it is snowing, and it almost seems warm compared to the frigid weather of just a few days ago.  We desperately need this moisture.

To kick-off your Super Sunday, I’m sharing this little, short (har-har) video. It gives you a taste of what it’s like to live with a highly interactive wiener dog. She’s doing what she was born to do. Perhaps it will make you smile??


Now….lean back in your recliner. Light the fire. Gather family/friends and the young’uns around.  Grab your favorite adult beverage and scoop that chip deep into your favorite carb-laden dip.  Savor this Sunday.  Eat a brat for me, will you?
Highly interactive love to all.