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Daughters

Just a Quick Note Typed With My Left Hand

Yesterday my right arm, shoulder mostly, felt four times the size of my right.  Now, it is just plain dead, painful achy and dead. On Memorial Day we went into the Bowerman Ranch for brunch and to hand off Anna to our northernmost framily  for a visit for the week. Part of the excuse was so … Continue reading »

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Grandboys! and a New Member of the Crew

Thought I’d better get this up before all this is old news too.  We have another game to go to this evening after we go in and help the Stones, Mike and Michelle, with some yard work stuff that is starting to make Chelle feel all defeated like.  I know how that feels.  So before … Continue reading »

Categories: Building A Future, Daughters, Grandsons | 8 Comments

Communication Skills

We went with Dad!!!!!! (Bet Anna Anne Abby) I came home one day to find this note on my computer screen in my “new post” box.This is how Lanny’s children leave her notes. They write on the blank screen that I leave up in hopes of words that go with my constant flow of inspiration.

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Living Among The Window Ledge People

So I’ve said a few time before and promised an explanation of not having rules especially in departments where some expect us to have rules. Our daughters, all four, have never dated and won’t. Two are now married. Some folks then wonder what our “rules” look like, how it is we “do” that. How do … Continue reading »

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A Little More…

Ready for another freak fest? If A Final Lesson In Faith was just whetting your appetites for knowing exactly how weird we all are, the Vicks and the Bowermans, and all that the bond includes, then I sure as heck have more where that comes from. I think these are turning out to be the … Continue reading »

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A Final Lesson In Faith

It’s story time. Only this story is absolutely and completely true, no fake letters, no fictional characters. . It is a story that is at once my final lesson in faith and a story about grafting on to a tree. I know, its weird ‘cuz the pictures that go with this story are our haying … Continue reading »

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I Did It!

In spite of the bicyclist riding four to six abreast on a county road; in spite of heading into the sun with commuters on my rear; in spite of some knucklehead peaking out from behind me on a double double yellow even though I was up to speed, I made it down to our favorite … Continue reading »

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The Bluest, I Tell Ya

Scroll and read while listening, it’ll kill two birds. Perry’s got it right But I’m not so sure about my weather gadget on my computer. Because this is what it showed when I came in on Friday morning at about ten-thirty after Bet and I could no longer stand the heat in the Highway Garden. … Continue reading »

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Time Zone Adjustments

I’ve been suffering jet lag. I’ve moved to a time zone four hours earlier. Man is that a hard adjustment. I’d illustrate it with a picture but it’s a face even a two year old off-spring can’t love. (That is, if I had one at the moment). Oh, I haven’t left the Farm on highway … Continue reading »

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My Daughters Crack Me Up

The other day our youngest Vick Chick, Anna Banana, Peanut Butter, maker of phenomenal pies, bread, dinners and more, all from scratch, was going to make the dinner of her daddy’s fond desire, grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. She does the best grilled cheese of anyone I know, it is an art form. That … Continue reading »

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