Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
So I was able to put it all together with a divider. I had a spot that was ready for the bed. Yet I still had to prepare it. I ran the tiller over the spot to loosen the soil. Then I added three loads of dirt with my 3 point bucket on my tractor. Then I had to level twhere the edges were going to be. I still needed lots of dirt, so I got about 7-8 loads of dirt with the bucket.I then added some manure from the horsey that used to live here (the previous owners never mucked out of the barn). The spice family has a Mantis (not the bug) but a small tiller that I'd be able to use in the raised bed. Here's the bed after all of the poo has been tilled in and the bed is pretty much all done. The larger section is where we're going to put the raspberries and strawberries, the smaller one will be where we put our herbs.
Here's a wider view of the finished product. Also the other freshly tilled beds.
Huckleberry, a face only a mother could love!
One afternoon while EJ was outside and could keep a close eye on everyone he let the chickens out. They LOVE the freedom and the other animals seem to leave them alone. Check them out...
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
When Bubba calmed down, I asked him to show me where he hit his noggin. He went in our room, lifted up the bed skirt and pointed to the bed frame. "Right there, Momma." How in the world did he manage that? My child who climbs on everything and jumps off everything gets this kind of injury from tripping and falling into a bed frame? Go figure! Do you notice that his shirt says, "You're looking at a legend." Fitting. Look at his profile...OUCH! My mother in law assured me that when a bump goes out (like a goose egg) that is a good sign. She checked him over and gave the thumbs up that he would be okay. I am SO grateful that she makes house calls!
Below are some pics we took a few days after the "bonk." Notice how the bruising is everywhere! He has two black eyes.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
I can’t remember the day Romeo and I met, but I do remember him kind of always being there. We both attended the same church from about first or second grade. I have few memories of our interaction in our small child years, but one I do recall left me with a little bitterness for this little Romeo at the time. We were around 7 or 8 and I was praying for the children’s offering that was being taken. I said something to do with the “monies” and after I got done praying Romeo decides to say “Monies?” and did a little scoff at my (to his knowledge) lack of grammatical knowledge. I decided then that this was a boy not worth my time.
Fast forward 8 years or so and we began our high school years. By this time it became apparent to me that this tall blonde guy was starting to get seriously attractive. I still told myself that it wasn’t an option to be with him because although he was handsome as could be, we just wouldn’t work due to our totally opposite views of dating and lack of maturity.
My freshman year, Romeo’s sophomore year, we went to a Christian youth conference and started actually getting along! We flirted like silly high schoolers often do. I have this distinct memory of being in the cafeteria at the conference and walking by Romeo and giving him a goofy, smitten smile. He smiled right back, equally as silly. That same summer my parents decided that the Lord was calling them to move to South Carolina. You can imagine how sad I was. I was just getting used to high school and really looking forward to getting to know Romeo.
The day we left for South Carolina, Romeo handed me a letter, telling me not to open it until I was on the plane. I obeyed and opened it on the flight. In the note he told me he had “fallen for me.” I remember just crying on that plane ride after reading it, knowing I felt the same way and now I was moving over a thousand miles away. My heart ached! After we got settled into our SC life, Romeo and I continued, “talking.” Throughout the three years I lived there, our connection fizzled out a little with the distance. Romeo started dating another girl and I continued waiting for Mr. Right. Toward the end of my senior year we started “talking” once again. This time it was serious and purposeful. I made it clear that if we were to start a relationship the intent would be for it to end in marriage. He was completely on the same page.
So here we are now. I’ve moved back home and we’re enjoying the dating phase and looking forward to all that lies ahead! It all makes me so giddy!
To follow the format set earlier, here are a few things that drive me bonkers about Romeo:
He makes me nuts when he says something and I didn’t understand what he said, so I ask “what?” And he replies with “huh?” And then, even more confused I ask once again “what?” And he giggly replies one more time “huh?!” Uggg! He does this just to be silly and it makes me crazy! It drives me up the wall when I come to Romeo’s house and there seems to be at least a week’s worth of dishes beside his bed. My slightly OCD nature screams out! Despite these things and a few more little things, the good always outweighs the bad. I am looking forward to spending a lifetime with him!
A last random note:
I have this distinct memory of sitting in church a row or two behind Romeo when I was about 10 or so, and I was praying. I remember telling God that I think Romeo just might be the man he has for me to marry and pondered at how God would form that relationship. God is good!
Like pretty princess said, I can’t remember the first time we actually met. All I can remember of that time is that I was more interested in Grammy and Pop. I definitely remember a time when we (the youth group) were going to Christian Olympics and Pretty Princess was especially moody and mean to me that day; I turned to my mother and asked, “Why is she so moody?” Not sure what to say and being a mom of three boys she said, “She’s a girl, they can be like that sometimes.” So on to the good part, when Pretty Princess and I started “talking” again.
I was attending a University in Oklahoma, and I was “head over heels” falling for this beautiful girl. I was amazed at how we could and can talk. I always used to ask her, generally Friday nights and Sunday nights, “what are you doing tonight?” and she responded with, “Oh, nothing.” (All the while I’m extremely excited because she used to chose to talk to me for 2 hours while I drove all the way back to Stillwater.) She kept me optimistic and encouraged while I was going through a pretty tough time alone down in Oklahoma, and for that I am extremely grateful.
Another one of my finest memories and a time that I think we absolutely knew this was going to work was when I surprised her at her graduation party. Her friend was kind enough to throw her an amazing party for her graduation, and for some reason I was “busy” and couldn’t come up from Oklahoma. Pretty Princess was devastated because one, she wanted to see me, and two, I should be there for her party. But somehow I fibbed her and I suddenly showed up in the entryway of the house, and that gorgeous smile and squinty eyes came over and met me at the door and gave me a big hug that might have made other people uncomfortable. (We didn’t mind) Also, during that party, I can remember several times when she was making her rounds talking to her guests and we had the classic, catch each other’s glances across the room, and would just smile ear to ear.
A few things that drive Romeo crazy about that Pretty Princess we all love:
She’s quite stubborn, and like most “babies of the family” can’t admit she could possibly be doing something wrong.
She can absolutely not have anything dirty, not be planned out, or be surprised. And that last part, for Romeo trying to be romantic can be quite difficult when she doesn’t like surprises.
I’m completely taken by her when we haven’t talked in hours and we can try to call each other and we get each other’s voicemails with no ring. We called to talk at the same exact time! Creepy? Maybe a little. And there are points in experiencing life together that we both have “freakdar.” What I mean by that is that when someone around us is rather “eccentric”, I’ve said, “I know babe, I know” before she can get a word out. We immediately burst into laughter.
We’re both extremely excited about the future and are continually striving to put our trust in God to mold our relationship how he wants it.
This is my new hand cultivator. Great deal at Ace for $6 less than Lowes.
This is my new "T-Post" driver that I got at Orchlens for $16!!! Most of the time they're $30+! So with this new device I have been able to put up some of the T-Posts along the sides so that I can still till if needed. This driver made the driving process so much easier, it was well worth the money that I paid for it.
Here I am driving one of those posts! EASY!
Friday, February 13, 2009
Finally it all came together for me. The emotion that I see in them each time they hold a newborn grandchild is so much more than meets the eye. It is the making of a dream. It is the passing on of a legacy. God says, "Children's children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children." Proverbs 17:6
There is video footage of the two of them holding a newborn bub (Doc & DW's 2nd born) together. They are swaying back and forth praising God and letting the tears flow. I cannot watch that home video without crying. The longer I am married the more I understand. It is a marathon and it is hard. But the rewards are sweet and worth the work.
I'm getting verklempt. Okay, Dolly, sing me out...
"Rockin' chairs, rockin' babies, rock-a-bye, rock of ages
Side by side we'll be together always
And if you'll hold me tight when you love me
That's all I'll ask of you
And I'll stand by you thru our rockin' years."
Happy Valentine's Day!!!
P.S. Pretty Princess & Romeo will write their story tomorrow!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
We were young... really young! But confident in our love for each other and we knew that God was orchestrating every detail. We had the easiest first year of marriage EVER! We were poor but didn't know it, we played video games for dates, made each other meals every day and dreamed of quitting jobs and doing nothing but being together! Nowadays we play superheros and knights, feed a child every five minutes and dream of being successful enough to do nothing but be together. There's no one on earth I'd rather have children with, share my heart with.
As for things that drive me crazy!! This wonderful man of mine can NOT find anything. His shoes could fall out of the sky and hit him in the face and he would still ask, "Honey, do you know where my shoes are?" Just this morning our oldest came in the bathroom and said "mommy, daddy is looking for my shoes. Can you go find them please, I wanna go bye bye." To be fair, he DID find the shoes THIS time. I love you, Husband.
Now back to your regularly scheduled programing...Rock Star and PhoJo, it's your turn. :)
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
I was rather intrigued by this beautiful girl and decided to stalk her at lunch and found her at the same time the next two days...right at 12:30pm. We had some great talks and really enjoyed each other. Thursday I went to ask her out right before I went to go run...so I was just in my running shorts...very short and leopardish. She was somewhat shocked to see me like that and then promptly turned me down...without an alternative. So I took my heart that was wounded and ran it off. The next day I decided to ask again...I'm very persistent...and she said yes (finally). She spent the next month being pursued like no one has ever pursued anything. You've got to understand that I'm very very competitive and when I set my mind on doing something, I will do it and I will win. I am not trying to say that in a cocky way, I'm just very persistent. I knew within that month that she would be my bride and we would grow old together and chase after our dreams together. We knew that it'd be best to finish college before we got married so I waited 2 years to get engaged; the Christmas before we graduated. I played and sang "The Gift" by Jim Brickman on the piano to her in a really cool church. We wed 6+ months later in our home town on June 15th, 2002.
Now Farm Chick and I know some people. To give you an idea here are some statistics (only because I LOVE stats!). We had 7 bridesmaids, 7 groomsmen, 2 preachers, an organist, a pianist, a string quartet, a guitarist, a soloist, and we invited around 1,100 people to the party we called our wedding. That day there was several tornadoes and hail storms so there weren't that many people there, however there were around 550 people there even so.
Farm Chick and I have been through a lot in our short marriage, however I know that God has been there every step of the way. He has grown us closer together than I ever could have imagined. He has changed both of us to conform to His will and changed us and our desires drastically. That's what's great about Christ is that when you let him change you, His will is great to live under; much better than mine. I have a client who just celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary and they are as loving to each other as ever. I can't wait until we are there! Here's to you Farm Chick!
Farm Chick says: I just read EJ's part and I'm grinning from ear to ear. It is true that he was persistent. I never had to wonder if I was "the one" for him.
I remember that first day in the dining hall. I had noticed EJ before on campus because he was always dressed nice and I thought he was very handsome. That day at the lunch table it seemed like everyone else disappeared and it was just us. I can remember being intrigued by this outgoing and joyful guy. I have to admit the ice cream cone thing was really strange. I guess he wanted to be sure he left an impression!
He worked hard to win me and I worked hard to guard my heart. I can remember praying that God would take him out of my life if this wasn't the right man. EJ thinks that is really funny...now. I distinctly remember God's response (no it wasn't audible but it was obvious in my spirit) "He is my gift to you. Don't reject my gift." After that I just felt a peace about it. I knew that we would have to do a lot of work to grow up together but I was up for the challenge.
The best day of my life was when I became EJ's wife. I will never forget walking down the aisle on Pop's arm and seeing him standing there. Tears were in his eyes and a huge grin was on his face. He loves me with an unconditional love. I love him back in the same way. We are human and we make mistakes but we are so thankful that we can find forgiveness in each other and in the mighty God we serve.
Our marriage has not been perfect but it has been an exciting ride so far! I am reminded of a quote from a favorite pastor (Voddie Baucham, Jr). He said, "I told my wife if you leave me, I'm going with you."
EJ and I are complete opposites in a lot of ways. We are as Grammy often says, "iron sharpening iron."
Here are some of our differences that create lovely irritations with each other...
He speaks in detail, I speak in headlines
He is a morning person, I am not
He loves corny jokes, I like dry humor
He sees the big picture, I get lost in the details
He is bold and adventurous, I am cautious and careful
The good news is...
We are both believers
We agree on our values
We agree on politics
We agree on budgeting (mostly)
We agree on the importance of family
We agree that we were made for each other
We agree that the cowboys are the biggest blessing we have ever received
We agree on loving the adventure of Four Sisters Farm
We agree that we love being married to each other!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
For Pop's most recent birthday, I came up with one reason for every year of his life that I love him and I can honestly say it wasn't much of a challenge. There are things he does for me because he knows I like them - no other reason at all - just because I like them. Wow.
Even in our worst times I have known I can count on him to love God and love family - even if he didn't like me so much at the time. Just knowing that goes a long way in working through the hard times. I remember when we were really, really young (not kidding - really young) and were newly married...we talked about growing old together...about having a home intact where our children could come and bring our grandchildren too. I think God puts that in the hearts of His children and if we let Him, He brings it all to reality. There have been times I wasn't sure of myself or sure that we could do it but I've always known that God can and that's enough.
I would say that Pop never makes me crazy but that would be untrue...it is interesting though that the things I least understand about him are some of the things I love the most. He is truly passionate about things and his passion is often so intense that it unnerves me a little...it is so different than how passion looks on me. He is driven and self-motivated to work hard and play hard and plan ahead. In so many ways, we are complete opposites; yet somehow it works perfectly. Oh, we have had struggles along the way trying to make sense of each other and God has used those struggles to grown us in grace.
Pop's Version: Grammy and I are truly small town sweethearts. I grew up playing with her brothers and have known her since we were literally children in elementary school. Ours is an unlikely story of young love that has lasted over 30 years and still growing.
I remember Grammy when we were 10 or so years old. She was my buddy’s sister and was often around when we were playing ball. She was cute and athletic but I was much too interested in playing sports to pay much attention to any girl. About the time I got interested in girls, Grammy became a life guard at the small town swimming pool. She was blonde, tan and beautiful. I remember going to the pool and just staring at her up there in the life guard chair. She has always made my heart beat faster and I am hopelessly drawn to her.
We dated in high school and I fell completely in love with Grammy. I was young, selfish and immature but I knew one thing for sure! I loved this girl!! She has always enhanced my life and never been a source of diminishment. She makes me secure, confident, and brave. At one point in our life at a very young age we had to make a decision about the rest of our life. We had to decide to either hold hands and take on the world or listen to others and let each other go. I offered my hand and Grammy took it. The rest as they say is history!!
I remember we only bought wedding bands because it was all we could afford. My brother married us in Grammy’s home because it was another time and getting married in a church would have been difficult. I look back at the pictures and understand the doubt and fear felt by those who loved us. We looked our age and certainly would not have inspired confidence in anyone. I realize now we had two things in our favor; we really loved each other and God is faithful.
It has been a wonderful 32 years. While there have been hard times, it has been a wonderful ride. I can still get lost in those beautiful brown eyes, and God has blessed me with the perfect partner. As surprising as this may sound, Grammy is not perfect but she is perfect for me. Over the years I have grown to appreciate her heart for God and family. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me in this life and in a very real sense she probably rescued me from a life of regret. I am so very glad she took my hand all those many years ago!!
Ok, now as directed, a few of the little things that drive me nuts. It makes me crazy when Grammy does the startle response thing (you know, when someone sucks in air and makes that desperate sound like you are getting ready to be killed in a horrible car accident). Grammy has been known to cause whip lash in my neck as I snap my head around trying to find the emergency. It makes me crazy when Grammy starts major renovation projects at 10 O’clock at night. It seems she never finds inspiration for projects at a decent hour. She occasionally stays up half the night working on a project and then she sneaks into bed and invariably puts her cold feet on me. Even as I write this, a smile is working its way into the corner of my mouth. I realize even the things she does that make me crazy, have somehow become a part of my fascination with her. I am totally and completely taken with Grammy. My love for her is deep and strong. She is my Great Love!!!