As I stood there one night with one foot on propped on the bumper and my elbows resting on the tailgate of an old green Nissan pickup I fumbled with my stubby fingers while I waited for my Dad to finish his conversation with a preacher man. My Dad had scolded more times than I care to remember for interrupting adults while they were talking, but he never told me I could not listen in on the conversation.

I can’t remember any other part of the conversation, but I felt my ears perk up when the preacher man glanced at me from his perch just inside the open drivers door of the Nissan then turned back to my Dad and said "Raise them to the best of your ability in the way they should go! And when they are old they will return to it." I hope you don’t mind me paraphrasing a little. I am most certain that is not exactly what he said, but it is what I heard.

Have you ever had the feeling that someone was saying something just for your benefit even though the conversation wasn’t being directed at you. I knew that preacher man was trying to comfort, encourage my Dad while he rubbed the oxidation in a circular fashion with a disjointed looking thumb off that old Nissan, and all the while I was self absorbed in the fact that God had given me some of the ugliest hands I had ever seen. That preacher man, I felt, said something he meant for me to hear.

I’ve often wondered what they knew back then that I didn’t know. Odds are they didn’t know about all the twist and turns my life would take. And maybe, they knew God would take care of it in his own time and in his place. 

Wake-up Call

            I Hate Politics and Joining Groups, but I decided today I needed to stand up!  I joined Sean Hannity’s fan club on Face book! Too many times groups trail off into a direction that I do not like or agree with. I do not have the opportunity to sit around and listen to Sean Hannity on a regular basis, and maybe I should renew my subscription with Sirius to alleviate that problem, but over the years I have been hard pressed to ever find myself disagreeing with any of the stands or even any comments Sean Hannity makes on occasion. He is bullish, uncompromising, and without a doubt conservative.
                Our Country has started taking a big turn in a bad direction, while I and many of you have sat around on our hands for the last few years. I am generally not one to speak out, and not interested in pointing fingers at the any guilty party, but we as Christians, Conservatives, and red blooded Americans have been asleep for far too long.
            #1 This Health Care Plan Obama has Offered to the American public leads to more than I care to express, and needs to be put down right now.

             #2 There any policies being put into place which we as Christians, and conservatives and all around red blooded Americans can not stand for anymore.
              Example. the new texting laws while driving a vehicle are good laws, but the way the Federal gvt is forcing each individual State pass this law is not right. It sets up a dangerous precedent for the future. This is sign of the federal gvt getting to big for its britches.

               #3 we need to start selecting people with ultra-conservative view points for the 2010 elections. individuals that will stand up for what our country needs:
           a. against larger Federal gvt.
           b. against abortion
           c.  etc…..

             Wake-up People ! We are headed into some serious dark times if we don’t stand up do something about it now people!  I know ya’ll think some of my view points may be radical. Some have said I am a conspiracy theorist, and maybe I am but that is only cause I am always trying to look ahead and trying to figure out what this all means or to see where this is headed. And I really don’t think any of us want to go where I see this all headed. I have made comments about this becoming a socialistic society. A place where we have to sneak down alleyways just to attend Church, and if we do not get our Butts into gear that is what out Country will be like in just a few short years.

Puppy Love

 

                              I like dawgs, cats most any animal I’ve ever seen, and most seem to eventually fall for me. Sometime I’ll have to sit down and write a piece on all the animals I can remember and some of the crazy stunts I have pulled off.  Last night while was I rolling out of the parking lot, I decided it might be nice to listen to the radio a bit.

                             Typically this is not a habit of mine unless I am feeling tired and I need a little stimulation to keep the blood flowing. Most any kind of music will do, but tonight not being tired I wanted something I could sing. The puppy has not been with me for a week yet, so me listening to the radio would be new a thing for her. Well needless to say, the puppy aint heard me sing before either. Unfortunate for her ears I might add. She was already hyper from running around the parking lot for a couple minutes. I fired up the truck turned the radio on and began screaming with a little Nickelback. Next, I rasped off my voice for a little "Shotgun Man". By this time she is either worried about me or thinking I am sick. She has left her seat and is trying to pile into mine to see if I am ok. Unfortunate for one of us, I aint for sure which one yet, but "Your Love Is Driving Me Crazy" came on next. Now it is hard for me to determine, but either her English is getting better or my Doggie language has drastically improved over the last couple of days. I say this because we seem to have come to terms with where she needs to be urinating. The next seem to catch my funny bone in just the right spot because when I hit the afore mentioned phrase, I swarney she perked up her ears and then stood up off my lap onto her hind legs and began dancing a jig around the cab of my truck and began barking in tune with the music.

My Favorite Model

 

This is my sister! What makes her a great model is you never know what she will be doing next. That is if’n ya can keep up with her. She was diagnosed with diabetes as a young child, but seems to always find a way to triumph over it. Love ya sis!

Cake Walks On A Hot Summer Day

      They say in Texas, at least back when we was raising a couple of Holsteins, that you need a square acre of property for one cow. Good thing we weren’t in Texas at the time cause we barely had a lot.

     I noticed when I was traveling thru Texas white fences stretching across the landscape as far as the eye can see with not one cow in sight. This amused me. At least that’s the way I saw it. It’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

     I saw a tumbleweed caught in a dust devil dancing across the plains like a spinning top on a table, but not nary a cow. I couldn’t help but see all the telephone poles tied to one another all in a straight line to prevent the wandering poles from straying off the path.

     One day I did see a rambunctious calf jousting his mother’s underside with his nose looking for sustenance, but he was in Nebraska. Finally after months of traveling thru Texas I saw a calf frolicking around the pasture kicking up his heels trying to rouse his buddies for play time in the early morning sun. Later that day I was amazed to see an inquisitive cow chomping on a piece of plastic. I began to wander what he thought it tastes like or if it was even edible for him.

     Is kind of funny that most of the cows I saw that day in Texas was during the noonday sun. They were all bunched together hiding in the insufficient shade of a billboard sign. I say insufficient because at noon the sun is directly over the billboard and barely created a shadow, but they were snug as bug in a rug all bunched together.

      My Brother, after he read the first part of this, and I were laughing about how the cows probably were chasing the shadow around the billboard all day, kind of like a cakewalk one cow or another always stuck in the sun at one time or another. That would probably explain why there was only one cow taking a dip nearby in the small watering hole. He probably lost his seat in the cake walk and took the watering hole as opposed to the cake. I know I would have that day if I had of been in the Cake Walk, because it was hotter than Hades. I had both a/c units running in the cab of my truck and I was still sweating like a horse, ahhhh I mean like a cow.