Wordless Wednesday!!!!!

Pictures to Afghanistan

Ben was wanting some recent pictures sent and this is the fastest way to get them that far.
I'm sending some letters by traditional mail but here are some pictures randomly selected, in no particular order.....here we go.

Little Banjo....playing in my flowers.

No fence too tall for our little monkey!

Time out for a kiss!

Jake and his antelope.

Smelling the fall flowers!

Me and Karli out for a 4-wheeler ride!

Dad and his new horse. This was taken at the Capitan ranch rodeo.

Meet Banjo!!

The add is what caught my eye...."Little bitty, teeny weenie, hot little digitty dogs"...how could I resist?? It wouldn't hurt, just to call and inquire......afterall, Ross had just asked me that morning if I knew anybody that had weenie dogs for sale...and being the obedient, submissive wife that I tend never to be except just this once, I called. Wouldn't ya know it....they had only one male in the whole litter...poor little guy - hen pecked so early in his little life. Somebody needed to save him from a life of ......ya know....being drowned alive in a sea of hormones. Come to think of it....I should be that somebody! No....I'm just not over my Slack baby. How long is the proper mourning period for a beloved pet anyway? Maybe my bellydancer has had another litter and Ranchwife and I can sail on down to the panhandle of Texas for another adventure. Well, doggone....yes they've had a couple of litters but they won't be ready for another 5 weeks...and Ross just won't be able to hang on that long. He's already been in sackcloth and ashes since the whole tragic thing happened. Ross must be completely overcome with grief....he just handed me $200.00 and told me to go get him a weenie dog! This has NEVER happened. I must do as I am told. Ross is the head of this household...and if a little weenie dog is what he wants, then I must go.....off into the wilderness of Texas....without Ranchwife to guide me....or buy the donuts. Just me and little Karli, a diaper bag and $200.00. I hope Ross appreciates me for this act of kindness...afterall he's gone through though, it's the very least I can do for him. He named the puppy "Pistol Packing Pete" but I call him "Banjo" for short. And I am letting him sleep in my bed, you know.... so Ross won't have to fuss with a puppy all night. I even let Ross hold him once in a while....while I'm washing dishes, taking out the trash.....I'm just so glad Ross finally got himself a weenie dog!! Till next time, adios!

I'm gonna miss you!!

Lost my little wiener dog today.....there are no words. Till next time, adios.

Why do we love'em!

Picture this..... a 46 year old woman running through the pasture.... five miles from home...chasing a dumb little wiener dog.... yelling "don't make me chase you!!!!" Gasp.. wheeze... choke... get your butt back to the pickup!! I mean it.....gasp.....I'm not going to chase you!!! Are wiener dogs deaf? Do they not understand they would only be a small snack for a hungry coyote?? And just why do we care so much? I kinda doubt he would do anything remotely close to that for me...although he growled when the cows came up to the pickup....but was he REALLLY trying to protect me or just showing off within the safe confines of a big four wheel drive pickup? Face it..dogs are just dogs. I don't care if you pay a small fortune for one or pick one up off the highway...they are just dogs and it is our responsibility to love them, feed them, bath them and clean up after them....you know...kinda like a husband......well not really. Leaving you with an old photo of my dumb wiener dog just to remind myself why I love the little scamp..till next time, adios.

This would be Slack after he did his wiener dog duty chasing a skunk.....

It's Chaves County Fair Time Again!!

This is Karli's first county fair.....so this blog is going to be all about the awesome wonderful smells, sounds, and textures thereof......!

Sheep don't look quite so big from here!!

This is cousin Sterling's steer!!

What does the chicken say??

These are much a whole lot funner to hold than to read about!!

He likes mud almost as much as Karli...but not quite!!

The Spiritual significance of a computer virus.

Just got my computer back from the computer doctor. Apparently it contracted a nasty virus that was some kind of something to get rid of. The hard drive had to be taken out and put into another machine to scan that sucker out. Not unlike what has been happening in our family for the past few months....thus I've been out of the blogging circle. If I'd of scanned my computer daily like I was supposed to, updated my anti-virus, spy ware, kick butt worm annihilator software, this would have never happened. I would have protected my computer from all the nasty stuff being thrown at it on a daily basis. Just like our lives.....daily I need to scan, or reflect on the day and see if the enemy has infected any of my family members with any "viruses" and when I recognize them......wipe them out immediately!
There has been some praises amidst all the chaos. My soldier is heading to Utah for shoulder surgery . He was supposed to have deployed to Afghanistan three weeks ago but tore all kinds of stuff up in his shoulder. Then they shipped him to Fort Knox, Kentucky for surgery but decided he needed to go to Utah.....don't get me started.....government intelligence is an oxymoron. He is still engaged to be married September 25th 2010. I believe I have time to prepare for that event. While he is recuperating from surgery, he will take some online college courses and will be close to completing his BS degree in science. God does work in mysterious ways.
We've had some rain come our way....thankyou Lord!! Keep it coming!!
Please keep my family in prayer, especially my daughter Katie who is going thru some stuff, that the Lord will continue to have His hand on her. We need wisdom and discernment to keep ahead of the enemy who is always at work.
When the dust settles, I'll be back....keep your mud boots handy....it might get deep! Till next time, adios.