Today is another day

November 29th 2011....WOW, Time really does fly even when some of my birds don't. After several hunting trips done by my husband this fall, we have a month or so to just talk about the upcoming draws, how much it will cost, where to put in for the draws (what states), and then hear more and more about odds of the draw, areas, and more and more of the same. I think that this time I will tell you some stories.
This past month has had some interesting times such as I was asked to attend a Women's Conference called "Time out for Women" which was about two days and "Becoming". It was a great conference where I learned that I should not just want to become what the Lord wants me to become, but to become what the Lord knows I can be. I came home "fired" up to start living up to my potential however, this only lasted a short time as my enthusiasm for change got tired.....Don't get me wrong! I still want to do it, I just need to create a plan. Let me tell you something sweet. While I was in Salt Lake, I sent out a text to some of my kids and grandkids about where I was. I told them it was a "time out for women" and my grandson wrote back, "Are you okay?" He wanted to know if I needed help. He thought perhaps grandpa had to put me somewhere because I took the wrong pills or whatever... How sweet is that? I explained to him what I was doing and he laughed and I thanked him for caring about me. It is wonderful to have good children in your life and especially those that concern themselves with you. Quite wonderful for an just turned 18 year old in his senior year of High School...lucky lucky me! Change of gears now. I need to sell more of the birds. I still have around a hundred or so. I sold both babies I raised this year. A wonderful Citron Cockatoo and a really sweet Blue and Gold Macaw. I made enough money to purchase about one quarter of the feed I need for a year.
Oh well, it's fun, right! Not! If any of you have ideas on how to sell breeding pairs of parrots, please give me your suggestions!
We celebrated 4 birthdays this month. Our oldest grandson turned 18, we had a granddaughter turn sweet 16, another grandson turn 14 and our oldest daughter turned 29 again, I believe. We celebrated Thanksgiving with about 28 people there. All I really worried about was having enough food and not leaving something in the oven or the fridge to discover after everyone had left! Do you ever do that? On more than one occasion I have, to my chagrin found a salad, or a pan of stuffing and even once the sweet potatoes left off the table and thus.....not served! Oh, that makes me upset! What do just 2 of us do with a whole dripper pan of stuffing????? Can't feed it to the dog because of the onions, the birds might like it.....that's a thought, don't think the cats would eat it, and there is only so much the nose can stand of turkey and dressing!!! Ha Ha
I found out earlier this month that I have had more mini-strokes. We don't know why but I have a physc test coming up on the 5th of December. I will let you know just how much brain I have left as soon as they figure it out. May be that I will be commited soon.
The brain is a strange part of the body. It is suppose to help you think. What happens when you can't think is really bizarre! It's like not being connected for thoughts and words to come out at the right time or in the correct order. Makes things a little tricky when ordering something or observing things like "we really need to surf the house" or "we really need to clean the internet" if you get picture. Sometimes the funniest things come out at the most unexpected times. I have been getting used to laughing about it because crying just takes too much time and gets everyone upset or excited and really messes up your face.
I took a pill to go to sleep tonight and it has been about an hour and I still can't go to sleep. I guess I better go to bed and at least try. I will finish this another day, after all, why do today what you can put off until tomorrow, right?!
Oh, I must tell you the "hit" of the month! I was the chaparone for my granddaughter's birthday party of about 16 or so teenagers both boys and girls. It went fine as long as they applied my rules. No. 1: No lurking off into dark places boy-girl, etc. well you know what I mean... and No.2: Boys kept going outside, I think to smoke??? and so I told them if there was any illegal contraband they would be asked to leave. Boy am I stupid or what??? Anything is illegal for these age kids. They probably thought I was born in the dinasour age or something. But I only had to break up one couple making out, so it went fairly well. The little ones in the house watched "Sound of Music" with me as I ran up and down the stairs to do a bit of spying - not really - just had to keep them all safe! That is my motto! Keep them safe! After the party broke up, well it was eleven and time for them to all go home, I took a few girls home and then went back to my daughter's house to find a glove I had lost. I then had to walk down to the town bar and pick up a couple of legal age women that were afraid to drive home because there were cops all over the place waiting to catch someone driving. I cannot remember the last time I was ever in a bar but it was an interesting experience, to say the least. First of all I walked up to the wrong door and as I was peering in, I saw just 2 drunken men dancing alone on the dance floor. They were kicking up there heals and waving their arms all over the place. It was quite comical to me, as there were no women dancing at all. As I went in to gather up the "just a little bit tipsy" women, I was introduced to an older balding man and he commented that I was just about as pretty as the younger lady. I laughed and laughed as I walked out the door, thinking of that old country song that goes something like this...."the girls all get prettier at closing time". So much for taking it as a compliment, right?
Needless to say, I do live a somewhat interesting and unpredictable life at times. And, I actually don't mind being the "designated driver" when occasion merits it. It's all about being safe, right? Well, I don't know what things will transpire this up coming month, but I just know I will have lots to say and as we say goodbye to this November and give thanks for all that we have, I would just like to tell you that no matter how hard life hits you or kicks you back down into that dark place after you spend days and days climbing out of it, I know you can be happy and helpful and most of all, you can start climbing again to reach your goals. If you need and ear, mine will listen. If you need a shoulder, mine will lift you up. If you need a time out, just go in the bathroom and sit in the tub. And of course, if you need a ride somewhere no matter the time or day or weather....just call me. I will do my very best to get you home SAFE!

Hunters' Widows, Parrot Lovers & Such

Hi, I am starting today to blog for the very first time. I am 58 years old with lots of experience in the world of being a hunter's widow, raising parrots, being a granny (25) and other such things which I will discuss at another time. I have a nice home with many dead things on the walls and around the place, lots of work to do feeding around 300 plus breeding parrots, a difficult time with remembering birthdays and many illnesses to complain about. I hope others will find my meanderings (is that really a word?) either informational, comforting, useful to any degree, and possibly comical or humerous to spring a smile on your face once in a while. For today, life is too much. Waking up with a headache that won't go away, a pile load of washing that is mostly hunting clothes from last weeks Desert Bighorn Sheep hunt that my husband had been applying for for the last 27 years or so....., defrosting a freezer for the meat that will include elk, deer, antelope(heaven forbid), sheep, and a tiny bit of the excellent Black Angus Beef I have been feeding for the past year or more! I am open to usefull advice in patching up the newest holes in his favorite hunting pants as when he threw them at me he said he just had to have them fixed. My reply was just, "again?, some more?" Seems he can't possibly go hunting without the crotch needing to be sewed up again for the 4ohundreth time! My word, I am really going on and it is getting later and later and the birds are letting me know with the loud singing??? that they would like me to feed them, the 5 new baby calves are moo-ing for food and for goodness sake, my husband would like supper sometime before 6 today! Do I look like a cook, animal feeder or someone who really cares??? I'm afraid so. I will put in a picture tomorrow after I figure out how to do it, ok? I have lovely pictures for you to see. Birds, more Birds, grandchildren, oh the many grandchildren, and possible a few dead heads if you would like to observe some. Just a thought for today.... complain only when someone is listening, love everyone/thing all the time, and sing in the bird houses!