Wow!  It was a creative weekend and a creative evening to say the least!  House got cleaned, Christmas Decorations up, Several Creative Projects completed or nearly done, and I got to spend some quality time with Cody. Here are my next three December Daily Pages: December 4 Main Journaling Reads: So, this is Nine Flags? Really?In some ways in harkens back to the first year we went to Nine Flags Festival. They’ve really ruined it since...

. . . who have never, ever, in their entire life, lived or at out of a cooler.  There are people out there who probably have never owned or even borrowed a cooler. This almost seemed like an alarming revelation today, to me.  At the very least, it’s unimagineable- I can’t imagine that life. Our kitchen refrigerator finally bit the dust.  We knew it was coming. But, I’m sure that the realization that it had finally quit on...

Trailer Lights “We”, aka Cody and a bunch of guys- not me, moved the trailer we have at the deer lease from one side of camp to the other.  Mind you, it’s tires were rotted out and we weren’t about to replace them.   The “road” between the two is quite rough. . . thus the quotes referring the rutted dirt path as “road”.  I never gave much thought to light in the trailer once we had the electrical hooked up and we figured out...

Buck or Bull Here’s another weird thing I wonder:  Why is a male whitetail referred to as a buck but a male elk is a bull?  A female whitetail a doe but a female elk a cow?  I’ve stopped to think about this on a number of occasions including the other morning when we had Sunday hunting shows on.  Cody and even had a conversation about it- he added- why is a baby whitetail referred to as a fawn and a baby elk a calf?  Yes, I guess you...

Amongst our travels, work, football games, deer lease prep, and just otherwise crazy times in the past month, we got to meet our new “neice” and “nephew”.  Born just 1 week apart.  Meet Amy Lynn ‘s Sister: And then Amy and Callie’s new cousin: (Funny side note, both brothers said the exact same thing when they called after getting their announcements. . . . “We got a package and we thought you might...

Sometimes I spend too much time pondering weird things.  Cody’s learned to put up with it and not to try to figure out what prompted the weird thought.  (And usually, I can’t always tell you where the thought even came from.) Of Arms, Legs, Hips, and Shoulders Yesterday, knee deep in deer processing (a doe for those of you interested in Cody’s Hunting), it was pretty obvious to see where my weird thoughts came from.  Cody...