Wednesday

Our Rusty on her romp for the evening. She just tears for a few laps every evening when we let her out. She is so pretty.

This is Blondie. She can be walked up to just fine but has never been worked. Bob got her to turn into him this evening and look with both eyes and to whoa. She hates her face being touched so we will have to work on that.

This is Target. We did have her for a few weeks last year and Bob rode her but they did not do a single thing with her. So we started over. This evening she said, I have done all this. I put a saddle pad on her and she carried it while we did everything else. She is really a nice mare. I also picked up both front feet. She had no trouble with one foot and we worked on the other longer.

I took a pot of soup into some elderly friends today. They really love my potatoe soup so I made them some. I was going to make some biscuits too but not in the house today. It got hot this afternoon.

Remember: Humor is mankinds greatest blessing. Mark Twain

Thankful Tuesday

Today I am thankful for my flowers this summer. I usually just have some petunias but I love this nastursium bed.They are so lush and beautiful.

I planted some climbing ones that are not climbing and some hanging ones and they are. Just love this flower bed. Also have a beautiful bed of poppies that do well with little water, a planter of geraniums and the daisies that I showed pictures of another day.

They are so pretty pretty on the rear of the garage. Yes, I am thankful for pretty flowers this hot summer day.

Today I saddled up Pepper with my new saddle. Did not take the camera to the barn with me sorry. It looks pretty on him. A couple of years ago he bought me a beautiful breast collar that I have not used often. It was too big for Dixie. The tooling on it is of oak leaves. Guess what the tooling on my new saddle is - oak leaves. It matches perfectly and it fits Pepper. So does the saddle and it fit my rear on the saddle too. I had not paid for it until I tried it on him but it works, IT WORKS for both of us. The only adjustment I need to make is let the stirrups down. I rode them the way they were but my knees felt it. I only rode a couple of miles to get the feel of it. Hurrah.

Remember: I believe in laughter. I think it is food for the soul. Tommy Lasorda

Monday

No pictures today. I cleaned house today. I especially worked in our bedroom. I am determined to weed out alot of stuff and send it to the Salvation Army. All through the house. Enough of this mess. Bob and I are both pack rats. Not enough room to pack rat any more.

This evening we went to start the two mustangs that we have been hired to do. We had Target a year ago for 90 days and Bob was riding her but she was green enough that they were timid about riding her so now we are basically starting over but she will progress much faster. And then there is Blondie who is 3 and is quite gentle but they really have not started her any way.

They had set up two round pens and we put one in each one of them. I worked with Target and Bob worked Blondie. In just a few minutes I was rubbing her face and put the halter on. In abouyt half an hour she was working well and coming up to me. I could rub her right side clear to her hip but the left side was not so easy. We will go tomorrow when it cools down in the evening.

When we got home we got our greeting from Yuma. He always greets us with a big hee haw.

Remember: Nothing shows a man's character more than what he laughs at. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.

Sunday

There are alot of pictures today. Most will be most interesting to my family, but first is my new saddle that Bob got me this weekend. It feels soo comfy. Can't remember the brand but no matter, it fits my old rear.

We had a very nice time at my family reunion this past Saturday. Most of these pictures are of my family on my dad's side. There were four generations there. My uncle is 93 1/2 and still drives up to his cabin on Clear Lake south of Puyallup, WA and cuts his winter wood. He is a crusty old gent, the very last of his generation of my family.

This is the fourth generation there. Alot of them were missing I am sure. Four of them are Nikkis boys and I think Casey. Can't remember for sure his name.

The second generation minus a few. Nikki, Lisa and Debbie in the back, Angel Serena and Rob in the front row. Rob and Debbie arrived on Harleys along with some of the others.

Here is the second generation - all first cousins. I believe 4 were missing. George (also known his whole life as Twig), Randy and Larry on the back row. They are brothers. The second row is Karen and Jody. Jody is the top row sister. She and Twig look so much alike. The front row is Eloise, Mary Kay and me.

Uncle George, his girls and grandaughter Serena. She is his only grandchild. Mary Kay looks so much like her mother and Karen is the image of Uncle Georges sister, my Auntie Lou who died when I was a kid.

My Uncle George, who was my daddys baby brother with Eloise and me.

This lady is Elsie (Myers). She thought I might bed Sharon. She is the daughter of my daddys aunt and uncle who mostly raised him.

Friday

We are at Nikki's again. We are going to a Myers/Kephart family reunion tomorrow in Puyallup and I think we are going to stay down there for the night. We have family that we need to see that we have put off. It will be a good day.

We had fun traveling with Isaac. He is a character. I had to put on the brakes quickly once and he told me that I needed to drive more carefully. I really needed advice from a five year old.

I am looking foreward to being just us for a while.

Thursday

I had several pictures to post tonight but it is late and I need to get to bed. This is Isaac enjoying the trampoline. He had a good time.

Again, we are leaving in the AM for Marysville again. We will be returning Isaac and Bryant to their parents and then on Saturday we will be attending a Family Reunion in Puyallup. It is going to be hot.

This evening we had a nice meeting of our Mustang Club. I appreciate Andrea coming all the way up to attend. Her family got a tiny bit of good news. When its all been bad a tiny bit is big. We are planning a ride in September. The date we have set is bad for me but maybe everyone else it is good for. Will make our decisions at our August meeting the last Thursday.

Remember: A house is built of logs and stone, of tiles and posts and piers, a home is built of loving deeds that stand a thousand years. Author unknown

Wednesday

A great day. Isaac kept us entertained all day. This morning he was outside with his Grandpa and the rooster was crowing. Bob was doing something and Isaac turned to his grandpa and said"When you are done will you turn that chicken off." Cracked grandpa up. When it came time for lunch I asked him what kind of a sandwhich he wanted and he said dead serious, I will have ham and cheese with a bit of mustard and mayo please. Thats what he got too.

He rode Pepper this evening, went swimming and ate dinner that we call supper. He wanted to know what supper was. We had tears after dinner but he would not tell me why. Grandpa and he went to make smores in the microwave and see how big they could get the marshmellows and he told me he couldn't eat it. I asked him why and he said he still had corn in his mouth and he didn't like it. I had him go spit it out. Poor baby. He gladly ate the smore then.

We caught the chickens that keep escaping and clipped wings today. They are not happy with us. I like them to free range but I don't want a dog to kill them. We have four new ones and they stay huddled by themselves. They don't quite know if they like it here or not.

Isaac has such fun riding the four wheeler to get the horses in. He wants to go fast but we are not chasing them, just urging them to come in.

This has been an Isaac review I guess. His brother Bryant is here too but an 18 year old is not near as entertaining as a five year old. He did some calking on the the house for us today and jumped on the trampoline. Hope my pictures of him high in the air turn out. I have not looked.

It was not so hot today, and it was a good day. Hope yours was as good.

Remember: Forgiveness if the final form of love. Reinhold Niebuhr