Like mother, like daughter.

 
Our Grandaughter Missy Moo. This look was basically every accessory available in the dress up box with a few purses thrown in for fun.

Her mother “Dew” using every accessory available including the shrubbery

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween!

Well it seems that our Indian summer is over here in Wyoming. It certainly was short. But we have to admit that it was beautiful while it lasted. We’re used to having a snow storm around Halloween which quickly melts but this storm put down three inches and looks like it’s staying.

We love Halloween



Just Like A New House

We recently put new siding on the old house. We think it turned out pretty well.

Before

After

Summer O fun.

 Lots of interesting things have happened here on the high desert of Wyoming. We recently had a life altering change in our theological life that puts any short term plans on hold for about nine years. We’re excited about the call and are still in the adjustment phase. I still wake up every morning and am surprised that it wasn’t just a dream. (Or nightmare depending on perspective.) The summer is going to be very busy. Although we have been able to go a ball game with our oldest son and family and are busy planning a great campout/ barbeque at Bear Lake for later in the summer with them. Shhhhhh. They don’t know yet.


We’re traveling to Baltimore MD with our middle son, daughter in law, and grandson for the blessing of our newest granddaughter.

Later in July I’m playing at the annual town celebration in two bands. Then a few days later my middle son and I will perform as Coyote Crossing at girl's camp.

It’s starting out to be a busy summer. Fun, fun, fun!

So it’s almost Valentines Day once again.

       So it’s almost Valentines Day once again. What to do? What to do? I usually vacillate for a couple of days about getting my wife a card, flowers, or a big surprise and then at the last minute run around like a maniac which usually involves leafing through the last of the picked over cards for just the right Hallmark sentiment that expresses in one sentence what I am too inept to put into words after thirty five years of marriage. I’ll admit, as would most husbands if tortured, that I’ve on occasion forgotten Valentines Day. I mean, come on, after forgetting the BIG ONE (anniversary) what more damage can I do?

     I will say that over the years I’ve been pretty resourceful when confronted with the realization of “Oh my gosh. Is that today?” after the stores have all closed. The old hand made card gambit was always less than successful. My hurriedly crafted masterpiece’s didn’t have quite the same effect on her as when the kids presented her with their cute little creations. Hey, at least I colored inside the lines. I’ve even stooped so low as to rummage through the desk searching frantically to find a card that I’d given her previously. What? Like you guys have never done something close to that! I carefully glued the envelope back together so that she wouldn’t notice that it had been opened. Yes I admit it. I’m a less than perfect husband when it comes to romance.

      I tell my wife that she should write a book. “How I survived 35 years of marriage to an idiot.” It would be a best seller.

                       This is my wife.

             She is the greatest mother.

The most amazing daughter and granddaughter.

The best friend that anyone could ever want or wish for.

And after all I’ve put her through she still has the patience to put up with me. .

                                                             I love you Sweet Corn

                                                             Happy Valentines Day.