Tripod number 3

11/3/2022 I was in a sleeveless dress on the deck a few weeks ago sitting in the sun, the boys would go for a dip in the pool when they got too warm, but not anymore. Almost overnight the weather changed. There is still sun but it is much colder, we even had below-freezing temps a few nights. I cut my annuals back to the ground, the perennials I’ll cut back in the spring. I bought a lot of bulbs to plant, that’s something that is going to happen this week. It’s supposed to start raining over the weekend so I need to get them in the ground. Bill planted grass outside the fence and it’s really coming up nicely. The only problem is the ground is soft and the stupid deer are ripping it up with their hooves. I’m so over having deer and deer poop galore.

We’ll have to do some re-seeding in the spring where it didn’t grow very well but it looks so much nicer.
We’ll also get the driveway edging done in the spring.

Bill got the fence done out front so now we don’t have to worry about the dogs taking off after a deer or fox or coyote, or even worse, a skunk or porcupine. We still have to close the sides of the pool deck because they can jump off that into the field. I just bought more of the fence when I went to Glasgow.

We started at the gate.
It had to be staggered heights.
So much to do this coming spring on the outside of the fence.
This area will have artificial turf.
Finally closed in on that end.
It will look so nice with fake grass there.

We have not had a good year with the dogs. First Highway got sick. He was hacking, sneezing and coughing, all while struggling to breathe through his nose. After several trips to Dr. Claudia in Glasgow, she referred us to the specialty vet at Metropolitan Vet Hospital in Louisville. I’ll refer to them from here on out as the $$ vet. Louisville is a 2.5 hour drive one way. UGH.

They decided that Highway needed to have a CAT scan and then have his sinuses cleaned out. They did that and determined that he has chronic rhinitis. He’ll be on meds for the rest of his days.

He is much much better and rarely has a reverse sneeze. One dog taken care of.

Gringo had been limping off and on for several months. Since we walk in the woods all the time I assumed he had something in his paw. I searched his paw and couldn’t find a thing. If one of the other dogs would bump his paw he would yelp, still leading us to believe it was his paw. It would seem to get better, then bad again. On August 1st we took him to Dr. Claudia to get his teeth cleaned, a fatty lipoma lump removed and get X-rays of his leg, elbow, and paw. They did everything but x-ray his paw which upset me because that’s what we were most concerned about. A few weeks after that we took him back again for paw x-rays. TWENTY x-rays later and they see absolutely nothing to indicate why he was in pain. They said to give it time. A few weeks later, Gringo’s right shoulder vanished, it had atrophied so badly. Gringo was all muscle, our hunka hunka dog. He ran like the wind, could jump anything and was just a super healthy dog. Dr. Claudia referred us once again to the $$ vet. Bill took him up there and the orthopedic Dr/surgeon examined him, took a few more x-rays, and saw nothing. Bill came home and we watched Gringo get worse.

This is his spot. He’s KING of the field. We didn’t block their view on this side, the dogs enjoy critter barking.
My view is usually BUTTS.
He’s holding it up here, he barely used it.
His paw is curled weird.
Favoring it. It’s painful watching him walk.
If he were a guy, I would date him. He’s so handsome.

We called the $$ vet again and they said they could do an MRI to get a definitive answer. We bit the bullet because we couldn’t stand seeing Gringo in such pain. Bill took him there at O dark thirty for the MRI. What they found was a tumor lying on the bunch of nerves at the right brachial plexus. The nerves originate in the spine and travel down the neck into the armpit, controlling the right leg, arm and foot. My boy has cancer.

We were devastated. The Dr. said it is slow growing and could ultimately, at some point in time, render him incapable of walking. I would never let it get that far. Our option was to remove the tumor and the whole leg. We struggled, this is not our first rodeo with a 3 legged dog. {My dog Taz, a lab/rott mix had cancer in the bone and had to have her left front leg removed. She did not make it a full year after the surgery. Then there was Frito, the dog I rescued on Roatan who had her leg removed because of a compound fracture on her paw, and she then gave birth to 7 happy healthy pups. My 3 are from Frito’s litter}. Gringo is going to be just like his momma. Having 3 legs for Frito didn’t stop that dog for one second, she’s a miracle. She’s living in WA with my BFF Teri and has a life of luxury. She’s spoiled and loved.

So on October 26th Gringo had the surgery at the $$ vet. Bill came home after he dropped him off because he had to stay the night. He went back to get him around lunchtime. The Dr. said he did really well and was up and walking around. The Dr. said the tumor was the size of a lime. His new concern is that a few of the nerves were enlarged, they were cigarette size when they should be spaghetti size. We are constantly praying that it is due to infection. I would hate to have put Gringo through all this so we could selfishlessly get a few more months time with him. Even if it is cancer the Dr. said it is very slow growing, so there is that to hold on to.

In between all of this $hit, Barrio decided to viciously attack Max, 2 times in 16 days. Each time I was in the house alone with the dogs. Once Barrio starts it, the others join right in. It was pretty awful, the first time it took Bill and 2 workers to break it up. The second time Bill was just coming back to the house when he heard me screaming. It was the 2 of us breaking it up. Each time Max had to go to the vet. We came very close to putting Barrio down, I was ready because I was there, I saw the instant he attacked both times, it’s seared in my brain, PTSD for certain and sure. The first time I did not get hurt although I had blood all over my shirt and arms. The second time I did get hurt. I don’t know what happened but the day after the fight I noticed blood on my undies and saw I had a huge bruise on my stomach. It was green yellow black purple and blue and it had 2 puncture holes in it, but I could not have been bitten. I don’t know how I got it. My Dr. put me on antibiotics with instructions to call if it changes at all. I also got bitten on the nailbed of my pointer finger (I believe my nail is falling off, it’s been black for a few months) and my left pinky has no feeling at all, 2+ months later. Now we keep Barrio and Max separated or Barrio wears a muzzle. It’s no fun at all.

I’m too old for this $hit. Seriously, I am.

Back to Gringo. The day Bill took Gringo for the surgery, I had to organize something. I decided on the pantry.

First I removed everything.
Once the shelves were empty I wiped them all off.
I grabbed some empty bins and started getting organized.
This is totally fun for me.

For those of you who don’t know me, I LOVE TO ORGANIZE. It’s my favorite thing to do. It fulfills my OCD tendencies. Bill is still asking where stuff is.

So much better. The first set of labels I didn’t like so I made different ones, of course. I need to get a few more bins to match what I have.

Gringo got home late afternoon on Thursday. His brothers were very apprehensive and curious. We took him to the spare room/office where there was a rug and we could keep him from jumping.

He still has his appetite.
His incision is huge.
Max and Barrio take turns coming in and hanging with Gringo.
We allowed Gringo to go up on the pool deck, it’s 5 steps but he had no problem. He was so happy to lay up there and look for things to bark at.
Gosh, I just love him so much.

Keeping Barrio and Max separated is more of a pain in the butt than you think. Currently, Barrio and Gringo are outside. Gringo is very content, Barrio, not so much.

This is Barrio, THE WHOLE DAMN TIME HE IS OUTSIDE.

Unfortunately, there are 4 windows on the porch he can see in, plus the 2 doors. It’s great because it gives us a lot of light but it stinks when you’re trying to hide from your dog.

Gringo really wants to go on the walks in the morning but we’re not letting him until he gets his stitches out. When I get back with the other 3, I take Barrio with me and we walk Gringo. Today he walked the whole way down the driveway, he really wanted to go up in the field but I coaxed him to go back to the house.

Bill took this photo from the hill where we walk the boys.
My boy Gringo.

We invited Aaron and his son Colt for Thanksgiving. Aaron is the guy who came the day after we arrived in Burkesville to cut in a road. He’s done all of the work around here that requires machinery Bill does not have. It’s always fun to have company for the holidays, we would prefer for it to be the boys. We wish they were closer.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!

 

 

 

 

Field of Dreams

10/4/2022 Happy fall everyone. I can’t believe it snuck right on in here. One day it was 96 degrees and the next day it was 75.

Halloween has never been a favorite holiday of mine. That’s not to say I didn’t decorate and do all the things when the boys were young, I did. I’m just not a fan. Living where we do, we don’t need to decorate or buy candy, which I would eat.

Anyhow, Happy Halloween!

We still have not closed up the pool, the dogs are swimming daily, sometimes several times a day.

Max
Gingo and Barrio
Barrio testing the temp..
Max, Highway and Barrio

We finally figured out what Highway’s medical issue is, he has chronic rhinitis. Great. He’ll be on meds for the rest of his life and we will continue to pull strands of snot from his left nostril on a daily basis. It’s so damn much fun. We still don’t have an answer for Gringo, he continues to limp, not using his right front paw. We took him to our vet, they did X-rays of his paw, leg and shoulder and saw nothing. Bill then drove him to the vet (that charged us over $3800 for ONE visit for Highway) in Louisville. Gringo saw an orthopedic specialist there. He too took X-rays and saw nothing. Bill said he twisted Gringo’s arm, leg and paw every which way and he didn’t yip at all. However, if we, or one of the other dogs bump his paw he cries. It’s driving me crazy. This has been going on for months. The next thing is to do an MRI, but we need to be sure it’s his paw. An MRI of his paw is $3500.00, add a leg, $500, add a shoulder, $500, add a spine, $500. It’s totally insane.

UPDATE: I called our vet today and she called the ortho specialist we saw the 23rd. They’ve decided to try some different meds for Gringo, if they do nothing, we’re looking at an MRI. I just want him feeling good again, it kills me to see him hurting.

We have had some amazing weather, 45-degree nights and sunny and 70+ days. It’s wonderful stay outside type of weather but summer is gone. Last year was gorgeous in October then Nov. and the rest of the year was total $hit. I’m curious to see what kind of winter we have this year. One thing is for sure, I will not be locking myself out of a cabin in the middle of nowhere on a 10-degree night while my husband is in the hospital.

Bill has been working for a good month on the fence. We decided we needed a privacy fence, on our 30 acres. Actually, it’s more of a deer (coyote, skunk, raccoon, fox and groundhog) fence. We have so many deer and they are coming right up to the front yard by the house. We know this because the front yard is stone (artificial turf goes down this coming spring) and there is deer poop all over. The fence will cut down on Highway totally losing his mind because there is a deer in the field. It’s an odd thing to do, it will change the view but it will also give us a “peace of mind” place when we don’t want the dogs running.

He had to dig all the fence post holes. Our dirt is all rock, lots of limestone here. He has a gas post hole digger but when it hits a rock, it won’t dig that hole. The posts are all set in concrete, he did all of that too.

The area on the outside of the fence we wanted to plant grass. It was loaded with rocks so Todd, the landscaper, brought Bill his equipment to smooth the ground and plant grass seed. First Bill, with Jerry’s help, used our tractor to scrape the stones off the ground. Then we had 2 loads of topsoil brought in. Bill spread that, seeded it and since there is no rain in the forecast, he is watering it. We hope we’ll end up with grass and no dirt.

Todd has a machine that edges and lays concrete all at once. We plan to do that next spring along the driveway. I still need to decide about flowers.

When Jerry was here, they painted the posts white.
Bill still has to fit a piece of the fence panel between the gate and the house.
Bill and I worked on Saturday, we got 10 panels up but it got really windy. When a gust hit them they were like a sail.
We staggered the height because the ground slopes so much. I’ll plant flowers or shrubs, not sure where yet. Next year.
It will certainly keep the dogs from critter spotting.
10 more panels to go.

A friend of ours from PA came to visit. Jerry trailered his motorcycle down so he and Bill could ride. The first day he was here the weather wasn’t great but it got progressively better. They picked a beautiful day and rode to Tompkinsville and then on to Celina TN. We are less than 30 min. from Tn. The roads here are in great condition with very little traffic, great for riding bikes.

I really enjoy the morning walks with the dogs. They live for those walks too, lots of critter poop to inspect and eat. Poor Gringo has not joined us for a few months. When I get back from the first walk, I always take Gringo and Barrio down the backfield just to get Gringo moving. The walks up on the hill are beautiful just as the sun is rising up in the sky. The shadows are so cool, it makes the woods almost magical. Bill keeps it mowed which makes it park-like. We enjoy taking our company on walks with us.

Barrio
This whole hill is ours and you’re only seeing 1/4 of it.
This is a great view of the hillside across from us.
Our park.
Me and Barrio, my shadow.
The house from where we walk the dogs. Our driveway can be seen in the bottom of the photo. It goes down the hill to the left.

It’s really hard to believe all of this land is ours. We had almost the same acreage in Washington and this seems much much bigger. More than likely it’s because the land in WA was a flat straight strip of land, perfect for a runway, which is why we bought it.

This is a baby King snake. They are good snakes because they kill copperheads.

My friend and I went to Tennesee shopping again. We started at Goodwill, hit an antique store, had Thai for lunch and then went to Sam’s club.

I bought this Le Smith, Moon and Stars candy dish. The color is Amberina.
I bought dates, pitted them, filled them with cream cheese and chopped walnuts.
The black swallowtail butterfly caterpillar ate ALL of my parsley. I was afraid they would get my basil so I harvested most of it. I froze it a few different ways.
This way is a quick chop with some olive oil, freeze, then pop out of trays and store in freezer.

I noticed the basil is still growing, I plan to harvest more tomorrow. I also dried a lot of rosemary. I look forward to a better garden next season, we got a  late start this year.

This is Slash and Turbo. They had been running on our property for a few days. We managed to catch them and actually found the owner. He was very happy to get these 2 back, they belonged to his kids, obviously, the kids named them.
The sunroom is done, except for carpet/rug and furniture. I’m indecisive.
It’s nice to go out there on a cool morning and have some tea.
It’s an adult tree house. It would be a great place to sleep.
My handsome hurt boy Gringo. I want his foot to get better.
My boy Max, gosh I love him.
The guys heading out for a short ride. This time they went to Dale Hollow Lake and had lunch. I didn’t go because I wanted them to be able to ride the motorcycles again, especially since Jer brought his down.
Jerry was packing up to leave, Gringo, Barrio and Highway were helping.
They’re surveying the property.
Jerry and I walking back to the house. Yes, I have a fanny pack because I carry poop bags and clean up if the boys poop on the road.
Jer getting ready to leave. It was great having him visit.
This is gorgeous, it grew so well. I plan to get a few more Amaranths next spring.
The two Artemisia got huge too. Good to know they grow well here.

On our walk tonight Bill noticed a pile of feathers. We don’t know what kind of bird it was or what got it. All that was left were feathers. Survival of the fittest. Just call me Marlon Perkins, Wild Kingdom.

Training groundhogs

 

08/08/2022 {I apologize to all of you who got an email saying there was a new blog up. I tried to load the photos to my blog program using my phone. It saved them to the media for my blog, so I was all happy: until I got the blog finished and wanted to proofread it in preview mode. When I looked at it, the photos were all messed up, portions of photos showing, words weren’t there. The only way I could see for sure if it was indeed messed up was to publish it for a hot second. As soon as I did that, you got an email. I then took the new blog down, made it into a draft again so I could figure out the photos. I had to delete them all from my blog, reload them the old way and I’m going to try this again. Please bear with me, sorry for the ridiculous confusion.} 

Yikes, it’s been over a month since I have done a blog. No excuse except, it is absolutely a pain in the butt to transfer photos from my phone to my laptop. It’s very time-consuming and despite the fact I don’t have a life, I am quite impatient with these things. I may have figured out something tonight though. (obviously the way I thought was a solution was NOT.)

We’ve had some insanely HOT weather, so hot nobody even wanted to go outside. I really wanted to go in the pool but refrained because the boys couldn’t get in and I felt guilty. I know. I know. They’re dogs. My dogs. We bought steps so they could access the pool but the deck wasn’t finished so we couldn’t use the new steps.

They don’t do much good sitting there. Gringo crawled up them so he could see over the side of the pool. He’s no fool.

If you notice, the dump truck is STILL HERE. It was here for almost 2 months. I was ok with it at first, then really got tired of looking at it. I knew Aaron was coming over (his dump truck) so I made signs for it. He got a kick out of them and yes, he took the damn truck when they were done. 

The stone delivery guy and UPS noticed this I’m sure.
Finally, no dump truck.

We got the garden in, and Bill laid out the sidewalk, Then we waited 3 + weeks for the guy to come to do the concrete. He is super busy. 

One heck of a long sidewalk.
Concrete day!

We took Max and Gringo to the vet in Glasgow. Max has a lump on the inside of his leg and Gringo had a big one on his side. We have been told they were fatty lipomas but I wanted them checked. It was the first time these 2 had been to this vet so she did a check-up on them. Gringo’s gums were red, he has periodontal disease. She said he needs his teeth cleaned. February is clean your pets teeth month with $50.00 off per pet. We also needed to have Gringo’s front leg X-rayed, he’s been on and off limping. They need to sedate to X-ray so I figured clean his teeth and check his leg. Bill said as long as he’s out, have them remove the big lump. I took him up on a Monday morning by 9. He was terrified when they took him away from me. I felt horrible. I got groceries and went back home, it’s 45 min from the vet. The vet called on my drive home and said he would be ready in a few hours. We put the groceries away and turned around and went back to get him. Bill went along in case I couldn’t lift him. Poor guy was really limping after they twisted and turned him every which way, and he had a big incision on his side. He whined on the way home. We got him in the house and up on the bed so I could snuggle with him. Bill noticed his nose was very swollen and he had a small cut on it.

Look how swollen his nose is.
His incision.

I called the vet about his nose, it was after hours. The Dr. who took his x-rays called me back. He had no clue why his nose was swollen. I gave him a benadryl, it was slightly better the next day. A few days later he had scabs forming on the top of his nose. We think they had a mask on him for the surgery and it was too tight and injured his nose. Soon the scabs started to fall off. I kept them moisturized with coconut oil. Now they’re all gone and he has a sore that is healing. I will be chatting to them about this. 

Old scabby nose.

Bill has been keeping the hill where we walk the dogs nicely mowed. There are less ticks and a smaller chance of seeing a snake. The dogs love to be up there. 

It’s like a private park.
Every now and then they chase after a rabbit with no chance of catching it.
They match the floor!
I called and ordered a pizza and Bill went to get it. They couldn’t find the pizza for BILL. Oh wait, maybe he’s DILL.

It’s a bummer that we just got the pool swimmable for the dogs but, they’ll swim through September I bet. Once we had the steps fastened in, we let them out. They were in immediately. I think I heard them utter a sigh of relief. 

It’s still a construction zone here.
These guys love to swim.

Once Bill gets the room built we’ll finish the railings on the pool deck and then get the fence up. The room needs a few more roof pieces and it’s done. Two of the panels were damaged so the company sent replacements. Bill was switching the old ones out. I was holding the new one that had a ton of plastic on the ends. I grabbed the utility knife to cut the plastic and successfully cut a damn slit in the screen. I just ordered a screen repair kit because the screens are not easy to replace. 

We had started assembling the room when we realized that the deck was not big enough for the room. Bill was watching Aaron and crew build it, not doing anything because he messed up his back. Just a miscommunication between him and Aaron. It’s fixed.
This will be a great place to sit and listen to the rain or have morning tea on chilly days.
The deck with the room needs more supports, that will be done soon too. It will be like a tree house.
Some of the roof is on. There are 2 sliding doors to it also. One faces out back, we’ll need to build steps for it.
We have several of these shrubs around, it’s Jimsonweed. It’s supposed to be poisonous, like nightshade. They close up during the heat of the day.
Bill found passion flowers blooming along the driveway. I found some walking the dogs so I grabbed what may be a seed pod to grow them myself.
Our mornings are really foggy, we usually wait until it lifts to walk the dogs. This photo was right before it cleared.
We borrowed a groundhog trap from Aaron and we caught a fox. What a cute little critter. We set him free.

 

Speaking of groundhogs, we have a resident one. He’s huge and he comes out at night, he’s usually with a big rabbit, I think they’re dating. Anyhow, we do a critter check before we let the dogs out. If the groundhog is down in the field, I walk down the steps and clap. First clap, he looks up, the second clap, he splits. The rabbit’s not as smart though, if the dogs want to chase her, they can. They’ll never catch her.

And that my friends is a wrap. Sorry I’ve been MIA. Bill was on the phone for quite awhile with T Mobile, I believe we are going to try them for internet and phones. Fingers crossed that we get internet. SOOOON. 

Later..

To pool or not to pool.

 

06/28/2022 I really can’t believe that in 2 months, we will have been Kentuckians for a year. How? Why do I feel like we just got here yet when I really think about it, I get visions (more like nightmares) of Walt and the never-ending story. Time flies, especially when you wonder what in the heck you’re doing in Kentucky. 

We’re slowly making this place look like a home, nothing is easy OR CHEAP. I would need a full-time job to be able to buy flowers like I used to, back when they were reasonably priced. It’s ridiculous now. Then there is our soil. We had 20 loads brought in. I was told (liar liar) that it was good soil. It’s not, it’s hard pack clay. We added 3 huge bags of peat moss and a dozen bags of compost and manure. It’s still nasty. Bill hooked up a sprinkler system immediately because he knew he wouldn’t want to listen to me whine and moan because I had to drag the hose to water. It’s not the watering I mind, it’s dragging the hose. I hate doing that. I can stand out there mindlessly for hours and water, but don’t expect me to drag the damn hose too. We planted along the front of the house and between the house and the driveway. That’s it so far, there’s always next year, I need to see if everything dies before the end of summer to help me decide how to proceed.

I planted a ton of Coleus, knowing full well they are an annual, it was late to be planting and I wanted instant gratification.
We were trying to get the mulch off the trailer and it was windy as hell. Bill spent most of his time fighting with the tarp. It didn’t help that he had it tucked under something and I thought it was caught and moved it. Really windy.
See, all pretty colors.
My seat. Bill went all out on this.
We need more mulch. We also need to plant at the back of the shop, the building in the back. I’ve decided we’ll plant hydrangeas there but not until next spring. Have to fix that soil first.
I have Hostas, Yarrow, Coleus, Lemon Thyme, some Phlox that is almost dead and the sedums.
I ordered 2 flats of this from Lowe’s, it’s gorgeous. I’m afraid it’s getting too much water. May need a plan B. I don’t have a plan B. I broke these into smaller sections and planted.
The start of the drip irrigation.
We got this raised bed online and we planted it the way they do for Hugelkutur. What it consists of is layers of materials that will decompose, instead of pouring a ton of soil in it. There is cardboard, tree branches, small logs, paper, straw, peat moss and dirt. Most of the stuff is growing well, except Cilantro. It hates me. I consistently try to grow it and it ALWAYS DIES. This has gone on for years, you’d think I would give up.

Before any of this garden stuff happened we got company! It was fabulous. My sweet friend Andee, who lives in Tennesee, {she’s one of the attractions for us moving to the KY, TN area} and her sons came for a few days. Andee and her husband are also the people who came and brought food and bone broth and leaf lettuce when Bill was in the hospital. We have not seen the boys since 2013, Bill hasn’t seen Andee since then either. It was so nice to have them visit. Let me say, she and Joel have the nicest, most well-mannered handsome young men (12 & almost 17) I’ve ever met. The guys were so much fun to be around, easy-going, and great with the dogs, they even cleaned up after our meals. Impressed….

Andee and I worked together at Bank of America and if you ask her she will tell you I deserted her. Looking back, I’m really surprised BoA allowed us together in the same building. We were loud and constantly laughing about something. She made going to work fun.

Anyhow, they arrived on a Tuesday morning. We took the dogs for their morning walk after they arrived so they could see the property. They’re big outdoors fans too, especially the boys, plus they love dogs. 

Andee and me. Love you Andee.
Some Highway love. You could pet that dog 24/7 and he would be happy.
Construction
Bill and the boys made this thing for the dogs to climb on. They all get on it, they also sleep in the shade under it.
When we lived in WA, Bill had a dump truck. In 2013, the boys were visiting us and Bill took them for a ride in the dump truck. He let Axel drive it and he ran over a tree. As soon as they came up our current driveway and saw the truck, they both said, THEY HAVE A DUMP TRUCK. We don’t really, it’s Aaron’s, been here for a month, wish he would come and get it.
We had S’mores one night. Andee’s husband told me earlier about an app called Merlin by Cornell Labs. It listens via your phone and identifies the birds that are singing in your area. We have a lot of Barred Owls close to the house, some evenings we can hear 3 different ones talking. It was at dusk on the S’more evening, the dogs were chilling with us outside and Andee happened to notice a Barred Owl sitting in the tree above us, watching. Well, we’re pretty sure that was the kind of owl it was. It was a good-sized bird, it soon flew off. Bill sees them swooping the fields too.
When the boys were visiting in 2013, Bill made them “swords” out of bamboo. It didn’t take long for Axel to find a weapon.
This kid is his Mother to a T but he looks like his Dad.
Salad and homemade Pizza (done professionally by Mason) for dinner.
Mason placing the toppings on the pizza, it was done meticulously and methodically.
We had an abundance of food.
Mmmm, it was soo good.
Bill and the guys did some shooting at targets in the backyard. A few days after they left, Bill mortally wounded a groundhog.

It was a lot of fun having them come to see us, we enjoyed their visit very much and anxiously anticipate the next. 

We have several Killdeer birds here. One in particular laid her eggs in a small nest right alongside the driveway. NOT A GOOD SPOT. I walk down the driveway several times a day with the dogs and mama bird goes batshit crazy. She runs around with her wing sticking out, pretending she has a broken wing to get us away from her nest. She squawks like a banshee too. We don’t go near her eggs but it’s right alongside the driveway. I was afraid UPS ran over it today. He didn’t. Very strange behavior but I applaud her for her creativeness. There are now 4 eggs.

We are still walking the boys in the morning. Many times early because it’s been so blasted hot. We’ve noticed a variety of different critter poop and a ton of wildflowers. I also just realized we have a Mulberry tree, I’m not sure that I’ve ever had a Mulberry, but I will soon.

I read that they turn black when ripe.

Bill has been busy mowing and burning up expensive diesel fuel in an effort to keep the grasses low. There are fewer ticks that way.

Eating grass or poop. Max was eating so much grass that a poop got stuck in his butt. I had to help extricate it. I stopped feeding them sweet potatoes and they seem to not have so many poop issues. Sorry, TMI.
So pretty up in the fields. The boys scared a flock of turkeys the other day. Three came back when called but Highway did a drop and roll in some juicy turkey droppings. Bill took him back to the house and scrubbed his neck. I think he was ready to wring it too.
So nice when it’s mowed. Bill cuts paths in it for me to walk the dogs.

We (I) finally decided on an above-ground pool, it came last week. It’s 20′ around and 4′ deep. Plenty big to get wet and float. Bill has been working in the blazing sun to get the ground leveled. It took 2 trailers full of sand and a lot of compacting. On the day of the pool delivery, the driver called when he was close and Bill drove down to the end of the driveway with the tractor, loaded the pool on it, and brought it up here. 

Almost to the bend in the drive.
That’s a big box!
Delivered to the yard. The truck was a tractor-trailer, there’s no place for him to turn around up here.

We set the pool up on Saturday, it wasn’t hard, just time-consuming. Instructions said it would take 60 minutes. I’m not sure who was able to do it in an hour but they are superhuman. 

We put it in the front yard, much nicer view there and it doesn’t ruin our view from the house. Next is a deck around the pool, a yard and a fence to keep critters out.

When we started filling the pool, I was inside the pool and Bill was outside. He asked what the lump was behind me. I turned around and noticed it was a chunk of wood, maybe 3-4″ square, UNDER the pool. I had to get out of the pool, he lifted it up and I crawled under the pool to get the chunk of wood out. Fun times. 

We started putting water in it and I got in to try and get the wrinkles out. I HAD to lay down, it felt so good.
The rains came later the day we put the pool up. The rain was very welcome, the MUD, not so much.
We have been gorging on fruit. The boys and I are addicted to blueberries and raspberries. Unfortunately, they can’t have grapes, but they’ve all been getting chopped watermelon on top of their dinners.

I’m still driving out of town for groceries every few weeks. On Friday I was parked near a cart return and as I was finished and getting in my car, I noticed something on the ground by the trash can. I leaned over and picked one up, there were 2. They are heavy and rather steam-punkish. I looked all around, there was not another car near me, nobody around. Since they were by the trash can, I figured, finders keepers. I love them. 

The other side is solid gray.

We have pseudo WiFi currently. Bill found this thing that gives you a limited supply of data so I can use my laptop and not tether it to my phone for a signal. He’s currently watching something on the TV, which we couldn’t do prior to this gadget, unless it was a DVD. Things are looking up. We’re still waiting for Elon Musk to make Starlink available in this area. I sure hope it’s soon. 

And last but not least, my friend Kyle who lives on Roatan sent me a message the other day that said “you’ve got mail.” At the Roatan Post Office.  

Yep, my name is #11. This is how they let you know you have mail, someone writes all the names down, always in excellent handwriting. Then they photograph it and put it on FB. I’m almost positive it’s about my expiring car warranty.

Thanks for reading and Happy almost 4th of July! 

XO

 

 

 

 

 

 

A woman’s perogative

05/09/2022 A woman’s perogative is to change her mind. Correct? I’m the queen of changing my mind and of indecisiveness. I can remember a few times when the boys were young and we had hired a babysitter so we could go out. The only problem was that I had nothing to wear. Well, nothing that I wanted to wear, so guess what? We didn’t go out and I was miserable the whole night. Yep, I’ve done that to myself more times than I’d like to admit. Despite the fact of having more clothes than I knew what to do with.

So changing my mind is commonplace around here. We sent a down payment on a one-piece fiberglass inground pool, just a bit larger than the one we had in Roatan. The one in Roatan had to have a room built to hold it as I wanted it at second floor level for the view. This was not an easy task. However, the pool and ALL of the construction was less than 15K. When we proceeded to order this pool, the pool itself, delivered, would be several thousand more than the whole shebang in Roatan. We decided, we only live once, let’s just do it.

Push comes to shove and I realize I do not want to spend double what the installed Roatan pool cost us. This amount does not include landscaping or the deck around it and we (Bill) would be doing the majority of the work himself. I’m old, I’m not going to be enjoying it for years to come. It certainly does not increase property values, unless you live in Arizona. We have nixed the inground pool thing and are looking at an above ground that the dogs will be able to use and enjoy and not ruin. All we want is something to float in when it’s hazy hot and humid. We still plan to do a nice front yard with a nice fence and some artificial turf for the dogs. (Ticks are voracious here and they can’t live in fake grass). I’d also like a screened area to eat, away from the bugs. That’s it, keeping it simple but nice. Delusions of grandeur are forgotten and totally unnecessary for me to live happily. I kind of got spoiled by the fabulous pool in AZ but when you get right down to it, it’s the water that’s enjoyable, not how much the pool cost. Moving on.

We finally got the block work done, that took a few weeks just to get them here and get it completed. The weather was not conducive to outside work, unless you planned to wallow in the MUD, then you were ok. Now, the task of getting someone to bring fill dirt, then some topsoil has taken  2 weeks. Bill just got a message that they will be here Wed and work until done. I’m not holding my breath. Once that’s done we can get the fence up, the artificial grass ordered and the pool in. Slowly, it’s like Kentucky is on Island time.

The colored glass obsession continues. I started following a few people on IG and they are a great resource for me, helping me to figure out what I have, and what I want.
The compotes are both LE Smith, “Moon and Stars”
Close up, such a gorgeous color.
The fluted top is also LE Smith, Moon and Stars. The vase is an amber swung vase, LE Smith.
The 2 green vases are also Moon and Stars, I just recently got these. My friend works at an antique kind of store here in town. I bought the 2 blue compotes from her. She gave me the small green dish because I was whining that I needed more green.
These were the lights above the island. They were supposed to be shabby chic. I hated them so we sanded them down and painted them black to match the ones over the sink. Remember, when I say we, I really mean Bill. I start something and then whine because I hate DIY and he does it to shut me up.
They look much better black.

We’re still walking the dogs every morning, and several other times during the day. We find some cool stuff on our walks, lately, it’s been box turtles.

Gringo found these one morning.
This was right in our path the next day and Bill saw one this afternoon while he was mowing.

My friend from Tennesee (she and her husband came up with food and stuff when Bill was in the hospital and I was having a meltdown in Walt) is coming up with her sons for a few days. We are overly excited. Andee is fabulous and hysterical. We worked together at Bank of America, it was the Andee and Deb show daily, how we got anything done, I have no clue. Her boys are super cool, we haven’t seen them since 2012 and can’t wait for this visit. Mason, the oldest is currently working with a group doing the largest Box Turtle study in the world so he’ll be able to give us the low down. Axel, the youngest, is just like Andee. A laugh a minute. The boys and Bill are going to make some playground things out of pallets for the dogs’ new play area. This area will connect with the fenced front yard, if that ever gets done this year. 

The whole reason for this area is all the critters that are outside at night when we let the dogs out to potty. Me thinking we could let them out there for a while during the day was a fantasy. If I’m not there, they won’t be happy.

The other morning I was drinking my tea on the front porch and the turkeys were going crazy. They make so much noise. I didn’t realize it was baby season until we found this egg. I asked Andee and my friend Ryan what it was and they both said turkey egg. DUH. We should have known. 

The dogs try to drop and roll every morning.
I picked up some plants, foolishly expecting our dirt work to be complete.
Along with everything else. plants are expensive, and this is just the beginning.
I finally moved the plants off the porch, with 4 dog beds, you couldn’t even walk out there.

I dropped some stuff at Goodwill in Columbia the other day and ran in to replenish my desire to shop. I found this great print, and loved the frame and the art. It was cheap, actually free. Later, when I looked at my receipt, I realized the girl never charged me for it. I inspected it closer while cleaning the glass and saw a signature so I started googling it. Turns out to be an old lithograph, worth far more than the zero $$’s I paid. 

The colors are awesome.

My friend who works at the store in town went to Tennessee with me last Wed. We did some antique shopping and went to a HUGE Goodwill in Cookeville. It was organized as well as any store I’ve ever been in. I was meandering down one aisle and saw a tray on the bottom shelf. Just as I spotted it, another woman did too. I grabbed it quickly and she came over to inspect it. It was $9.99 with 20% off (senior discount). Of course I bought it. Once I got home I got online again and was astonished at what I found. This is a rare old tray from Maitland-Smith. Handmade in the Philippines. It’s pieces of bamboo on the bottom, bamboo on the sides and the handles look to be bamboo and silver. This is something I will never get rid of, it’s way too cool. 

Sorry, not a good photo.
Never. Never ever will I have clean windows.
Did I ever tell you the inside of my oven is blue? I didn’t know it until after we installed it, it was a special order because it’s dual fuel. Now I wonder if I had a choice of colors?
I bought this piece from the store where my friend works. It’s old, has dovetail joints and is in relatively good shape. It weighs a ton.
Bill is brewing beer again. This was the first batch, now he’s set up in the shop with hot water, and a freezer. He already did batch 2.
The boys turned 7 on April 15th. I can’t believe my life has been consumed by them for 7 years. It’s been fabulous. They had hamburger, romaine lettuce, sweet potatoes, zucchini, apple and coconut oil for dinner. They’re the best dogs ever.
Bye Bye Walt!! We didn’t even have to advertise him, I was so happy to see him go.
And the cows. Our neighbors’ cows got over into our yard a few months ago and he and Bill had to get them on the other side of the fence. When we saw these 4, we assumed they were Mike’s.
Mike came over and said, not my cows, They may belong to so and so. Several people came to see if they were theirs. Nope. I called my vet because he works the cattle barns on Wed. He made some calls and a few more people came. Nobody knew who they belonged to. They were here for 2 days, leaving cow pies ALL over. We had to check for cows before the dogs could go out.
Sorry, lousy photos. I was having tea one morning and I thought the cows had gone home until this one, followed by 3 more mosied by the porch. We never did find out if they went home or moved in with Mike’s herd. Seriously?? Bill had to clean up the cow pies before the dogs bathed in it.
I was very nervous about using a Seresto collar on the boys so I got them bandanas treated with a natural tick repellent. I was also spraying their feet with peppermint spray, they hated it. Finally, I broke down and started using the collars and so far, no negative reactions to them. Bill is keeping the grass cut and mowing paths to walk them.
Yes, I did say Romaine lettuce in their birthday dinner. They love it. As soon as they hear the salad spinner they come begging. Weird weird dogs.

I lost 2 friends to suicide in a week. One from Washington, he has a lovely wife and 2 sons. The other was from Williamsport, she was the sister of a very close friend. She was married and has a son in the military. I struggled with both of these losses, so tragic. My heart aches for the family left behind to deal with the aftermath. 

Bill has been mowing paths in the upper field, the dog’s favorite spot. It makes it less tick-saturated if the grass is shorter. Sometimes these guys get running and I have to find a safe spot to stand so I don’t get mowed over. 

So pretty up on the hill.
Butts and tails. And ticks.
This would be a great building spot.
Making babies. I love that they are 2 different colors.
We’ve had summerish weather lately, and I’m here for it. I’m not much of a drinker but decided to go buy some vodka, I love it mixed with grapefruit juice or lemonade. There were way too many choices, most artificially flavored. I bought this because it’s made in Kentucky and it’s a woman-owned business. (I didn’t find this out until I looked it up online.) They also have a jalapeno (natural flavor) vodka. That might be really good too.

The car lot on the main road, not far from our house, usually has some interesting vehicles. I am in love with this old Plymouth coupe and the T bird. I would happily drive either of them.

I would take this just like it is.
A convertible T-Bird, and it’s BLACK!!

I apologize for being such a slacker, things just are not happening very fast in sleepy little Burkesville, KY., AND we still have no wifi so everything I do for the blog has to be done by USB file transfer or tethering. Except that wasn’t working just now and Bill got my mobile hotspot to connect again. What an absolute pain in the butt. 

Thanks for reading, I’ll be back soon.  

 

 

 

 

The joys of a real house.

03/13/2022 (started 3/09) Here we are, over a month from the last blog post and a LOT has happened. I’m not blogging because I have nothing to say, I’m just dead tired every day. ALSO. We don’t have WiFi. YET. I used to use my phone as a Hotspot but lately, I am unable to do that. Bill has me USB tethered to my laptop from my phone and I do file uploads and it’s all confusing as hell, during my trying to upload photos and resize them, I deleted them ALL. After they were all ready to go. It’s a damn nightmare and I hate it, several times tonight I’ve said I had it, screw the blog. I’m done. Bill to the rescue. Anyone who enjoys reading this babble can thank Bill. It’s only here because he knows I get insane.

With Bill having been sick and extremely run down, we had to take things slow. A speed I’m not familiar with. Aaron did come and take the 2 trees down, however, they didn’t deliver the house for another week because they are a miserable company to deal with. Promises, promises, no returned phone calls or emails, it was like pulling teeth. It has not improved.

Aaron and his son Colt in the blue hard hat. What a cool kid, he admires and emulates his father like crazy.

On 2/7 they said they were delivering part of the house the next day. We got to the property early that day and they had both parts of the house there, except, the first part was stuck 1/5 of the way up the driveway. They got off the stones and were in the mud. IDIOTS. Bill was not feeling great yet so he suggested I take the dogs and walk up the driveway so I could take photos of them bringing the house up. IT TOOK THEM 2 HOURS. At one point I was sure the house was going down the driveway backwards or that it was breaking in half. Finally, the house was up.

FOOLS

They had so many trucks trying to pull this. I really don’t know where all the trucks came from.

Yet another. This one ended up parked at the top of the drive.

This random truck pulled it up.

I was sure the porch was going to break off.

The second part was easy. Got it up on the first try.

One of the guys got a head start and floored it, he made it up the first try. Next they had to set the house on the foundation.

It took a crew of guys and equipment from Tuesday through Friday to set the house. We were here every day for that, it was sooo boring. We moved Walt down by the shop because I didn’t want to look at a potential meth lab (Walter White, Breaking Bad) while luxuriating in my tub in front of the 2 huge windows with no blinds.

While we were still at the cabin I left for some antiquing BY MYSELF. It was the first I had gone somewhere without the dogs since the first of the year. I found 2 antique stores, one was great and the other a trash hole. This is obvi the first place. They had so much stuff, I need to go back.

The second place looked like somewhere that a neighborhood dropped all of the stuff that was leftover from the huge neighborhood yard sale, 11 years ago. When I saw the full litterbox I turned around and left. That was gross. A litter box is one thing but geez Louise, clean the damn poop up. It must have killed the doll too.

This car was so full when we left the cabin. This was the morning of the 17th (would have been my Dad’s 101st birthday). There were actually 4 dogs and 2 humans in here too. GASP. We forgot the poop scoop and had to turn around and go back for it.

We were bound and determined to sleep in the house that night. We had a working fridge and running water and heat. We had to switch out the stove and dishwasher because I didn’t like the ones that “came with the package”. I wanted a dual fuel range (gas top, electric oven) and a totally stainless dishwasher. Bill eventually installed both.

Master bath, and yes, I believe that is PVC pipes laying outside of the window.

The Roatan Rescue dogs racetrack. It gets crazy sometimes.

The MUD room. Bill takes this word literally. He seriously thinks you are SUPPOSED to bring mud in to this room. At one point he had 6 pair of shoes there. ALL MUDDY. It’s a disaster. Tools, dog stuff, fleece leggings, gloves.

Nose Art Masters, L to R Gringo, Barrio, Highway, Max.

We spent the night there on a mattress on the floor. With 4 dogs who were really confused. They left their home on the island and moved to the Sonoran Desert. Then they travel cross country and sleep in a meth lab and poop and pee in strange places. Then they move to 31 acres and get to run and play but still live in a meth lab. Then they move to a motel, a cabin and finally, another house. And you know what, they just go with the flow.

I ran to the local IGA market one day for a few things. Looking ever so much like my usual fishwife self. I was standing in line, minding my own business. The man in front of me was buying a small bag of carrots. There was another man standing there chatting with him. I was NOT paying attention to either of them, I was probably trying to make myself believe I wasn’t really there. Anyhow, I heard someone say, “Do you like ’em?” Huh? I asked, “You talking to me?” The guy not in line says, “yeah, you like Pinto beans?” What in the ever-loving hell is he talking about? I said, “No, not really, I like green string beans.” He said, “Oh, they’re really good if you cook ’em up in some bacon grease.” I think I may have been gagging. I just shook my head and said to myself, only me.

So, the day we moved in, the finisher guy came. His name was Kenneth. He worked from Thursday through the following Wed. He was a super nice guy, we really enjoyed having him around. He was chill with the dogs and with the fact there was a stove in a box in the dining room and a dishwasher or 2, and, another stove in the kitchen. He never got frustrated with us.

Bill and I started moving stuff up from the shop using the tractor bucket. It was damn hard work, especially with him recovering from pneumonia. We did it though, and aside from a few appliances, we didn’t have any help. We almost dropped the brand new freezer. Bill had it in the bucket of the tractor, I was inside the laundry room trying to get it sitting on the floor but it wasn’t happening. We thought we were going to lose it, but somehow we managed to get it in. Phew.

We would move several loads in, then we brought the boxes in and emptied them. Then the stuff had to be put away. This photo was taken around noon.

It was bad.

I was a woman with a mission. By 5 PM I had the kitchen cleaned up. I didn’t know where anything was, but it was put away.

Clean. Organized. I like no clutter and everything has a place. Just like my father. My brother and oldest son are the same way. My sister is super neat and organized too but so is her husband so that doesn’t count.

Kenneth worked around this daily.

I got my glassware out and GUESS WHAT? I bought too much. So unlike me. I either need another shelf or I have to remember to get bubble wrap and put duplicates away.

These lights aren’t the original ones. I didn’t like them and bought something simple for now. Bill hung them while I was taking my car to get a factory recall fixed.

The boys have their chairs. I think this helps them to feel at home. These chairs have been theirs since Az in 2019. They are pretty much the only furniture we didn’t sell with the house.

Max is sitting in the dining room area. The chandelier is history too, getting a fan.

I rarely have a photo without a dog in it.

The living room and dining room furniture were delivered the Saturday after Kenneth left. They brought 4 of the wrong chairs and had to bring the correct ones the following weekend, but we had 2 stools. Prior to that, we were standing to eat at the island. Sitting is under-rated.

Highway and Gringo sharing a chair.

I hope he’s not waiting for me to serve him. After 30+ years he should know better.

Bill and I continued to move box after box in by ourselves. Some days I could hardly move at the end of the day and it was really kicking Bill’s ass.

I should have saved some bubble wrap to put some of my glasses away.

So much cardboard.

It was a daily mess that drove me crazy, I can’t stand things to be helter skelter. Many days I walked 6 miles, mostly in the house putting away stuff.

I have lost 15#’s, which is awesome, but I contribute it not to diet but to the fact I haven’t stopped moving for a while.

We made one last push and brought all that was left in the shop. Once again, it was a nightmare. The back of my car has boxes for donation.

97% of this is all put away. Well, except the craft/office room.

We still don’t have mattresses for the guest rooms, soon we will.

Seriously, they’ll NEVER be clean.

My friend sent me this as a housewarming gift. We love it, thank you Pam!

The other morning we were cleaning up the dogs feet and getting them back in the house when we noticed something all over the walls. At first, I thought it was dirt but quickly realized it was blood from Barrio’s tail. He’s big on whirlwind tail wagging and it looked like a meatpacking plant in our mudroom area, there was blood all over the walls, the door trim, everywhere. I got bandage stuff out and we wrapped it up. The bandage came right off. We tried a few more times and were finally able to keep one on. I called the vet and he said there’s not much you can do, it will heal.

We think because it’s wrapped with pink that Highway is confused as he is constantly trying to hump poor Barrio. I should have used blue. This stayed on for 3 days, we would clean it at night and rewrap. Sometimes we would get done wrapping it, he would get up, wag his tail and the bandage would shoot across the room like it was launched. It’s all healed now.

We had a real scare with Highway. He’s been hacking, gagging. Our vet here said he was cleaning his anal glands and it irritates his throat. He was ok after they were expressed but he got worse. One day he was really bad, Bill had already made an appt with a vet out of town. He called that night to see if he could bring Highway right away. He was not looking good, his eyes were not there and he was running a fever and shivering. Bill drove him 45 min to the vet. She did all kinds of tests on him and really found nothing, She wanted to Xray him the next day. We could either let him there or go back in the morning. Bill decided to bring him home. He was lethargic. At 3 in the morning, Bill woke me, he thought Highway was dying. We had the boys come in to him but they were weirded out and didn’t want to get near. We were both a mess. The next morning Highway wakes up almost back to normal. He ate his brekkie, ran out to potty, was feeling pretty good. Bill took him back for the X-ray. They think it was/is pneumonia. Irritating because she didn’t know if it was contagious. He’s on antibiotics, feels fine, acting normal but still hacking and now Max is hacking every now and then. This does not make me happy.

My new vino glass. I got 2 blue stemmed, 2 red, yellow and green, non stemmed of these glasses. They are nice and sturdy so I decided they were my new wine glasses. I love the colors!

It’s like electric kool-aid wine.

The boys and I walked to the pond the other morning. Max rolled in some unknown poop that Barrio tried to eat. I am so grossed out by these boys daily. I told my friend Teri, who has their Momma, Frito, to tell Frito her boys are bad. Later the same night Gringo started puking in the living room, got him outside quickly and he puked up his whole dinner and a ton of deer poop.

We weren’t mentally ready to hang our wall stuff but got so tired of moving it around that we hung most of it today.

Crap, that light looks crooked. (Bill fixed it.)

So much in this photo needs put away.

Last night (11th) was the first since Feb 17th that I have not slept on a mattress on the floor. It was glorious.

The weather has been pretty nice except when it rains, but it’s not freezing. However, Friday night it got down to 20 and snow was predicted.

Out the kitchen window.

I was anxious to get the boys out before the snow melted so we went for a hike at 7:30. It was sooo cold and the wind was blowing. This pic is walking down the driveway. Our favorite spot is between the trees in the distance. There is a huge field there and a pond on one end of it.

Gringo was supercharged, he zoomed all over the place.

I love fresh snow.

Max is a snow dog.

Barrio on the left and Highway and Max in the trees.

Unfortunately, the snow has mostly melted leaving us with MUD. Again.

Work continues on the house, gutter guy comes Tuesday, then once we get the block work down around the perimeter we can backfill and start getting ready for a yard and a dog fence, We really need a fenced area to let them out at night. There are usually deer in the field and they will chase them until they’re in Ohio. A fence will be coming soon or I will be one unhappy person.

Stay tuned, lots to come in the hopefully near future. Thanks for reading. XOXO

The Cabin down Below

****I have no clue why my photos won’t center and quite honestly, I don’t care. I have no WIFI and am running off my phone hotspot and transferring the pics from phone to laptop was not fun.****

01/28/2022 Holy cannoli, where has this month gone? It’s not been my favorite so I’ll be glad when it goes the hell away. Far away.

We did have a great snowstorm and the boys had an absolute blast playing in it. We got about 6″ total, the boys weren’t sure what to think at first but once they started running they were snow dogs. I picked snowballs (thinking of you Cathilee) out of their toes every time we came in. The great thing was no more mud. Except after the snow melted we had 3 days of absolute downpours. The mud was atrocious.

Bill was working in the shop insulating the ceiling and I was bored as hell, filling my Amazon shopping cart.

Up on the hill

Max

So many cool shapes

It was a snowy morning

They could be sled dogs, especially Max

Searching for deer poop

It was such a fun experience for the dogs.

During all the snow, Bill wasn’t feeling very good, felt like he was coming down with something. By the 30th he was pretty much down for the count. On Jan. 3rd (my bday) he got tested for Covid and was positive. They told him to go home and rest, drink liquids, etc. Here we are stuck in a tin can, weather is 10 degrees, furnace was not working but we had space heaters. After about a week he was so miserable he went back to the hospital, they told him the same thing, didn’t test him at all. He came back home and went back to bed. I was forcing fluids, had him on black seed oil, Vit D and C and Quercitin with Zinc and Ivermectin, I too was taking the same. I wasn’t feeling great either and was so worried who would care for the dogs if I got sick.

On the 12th I said, we’re going to the hospital. It’s 8 min away. I called the ER while we were sitting outside of the entrance and told them what was going on, they Covid tested him then checked his Oxygen levels and they were low enough that they put him in a wheelchair and wheeled him off. They said they would call me. I, of course, had 3 dogs with me and Highway was in his crate in Walt. We waited and waited. I decided to go home and wait for the call. The Dr. called me and said he had covid pneumonia. F%#k. We are not vaccinated and don’t come at me with any of that, our bodies, our choice. We still stand by our decision. FYI: Many of the nurses at the hospital are NOT vaccinated. They do not require it at this small hospital. Our bodies, our choice. He was being admitted. I of course was a nervous wreck.

The day after Bill was admitted I was feeling really awful, totally worn out. My sweet friend Andee and her husband Joel drove up from Tennessee and brought me all kinds of food and an air mister that sanitizes the air. They took my propane tanks, got them filled for me, helped me load the other 3 dog crates in Walt, and headed back home.

I called my Doc to be seen and he said to go get tested and they would call me with results. I was back in Walt with the dogs when they called and said I was negative and to come in to see the Doctor. I went in, he checked me and sent me for a CBC. I got the blood work done and went back to the Dr. office. He came in and said my bloodwork was excellent, as good as a teenager. They gave me a Vitamin B shot and sent me home.

That night and the next day I was having chest pains. The Dr said go to the ER. I get to the ER, call them, they come and test me, negative again. So they took me in for a chest Xray, ECG and bloodwork. Bloodwork was once again fine, my heart was healthy and lungs were clear. The ER Doc asked me if I was stressed. I told him what was going on and he gave me a scrip for an anti-anxiety med that I still have not filled. I guess knowing I wasn’t having a heart attack calmed me enough that the pains went away. Odd what the mind can manifest.

I’m back at good old Walt, using space heaters to stay warm and the water stopped. No running water. I thought it would thaw in a day when it warmed up. No such luck. I called my neighbor and he came up and did everything he could, still no water. Not a good situation. After a few days, I said screw this $hit and called the only motel in town. They said they accepted pets, $15.00 for each pet. I didn’t mention 4. I loaded what I thought we would need, dog food, warm clothes, leashes, my pillow, blankets to cover the beds and set off to the motel. I went into registration to check in, I looked like a fishwife, covered in dog hair, don’t recall when I last washed or combed my hair. I told them I had called about a room with pets. They asked how many and, being me, I can’t lie. I said 4. She said “Oh we can’t have 4 dogs in a room.” I said I would rent 2 rooms. She said no. I started to cry and told her my situation, I offered her a $500.00 dollar deposit. I promised her my dogs were well behaved, they would chew nothing nor go to the bathroom in the room. She took pity on me, bless her, and charged me a ridiculous amount for 3 nights. I had somewhere warm with running water. The IGA grocery was right next door. I ran there to get some take-out deli chicken and a few other things. When I was in line at the deli I looked down and realized I had a damn dog leash wrapped around my neck and it had a green poop bag (empty) tied to the handle. I just didn’t care.

While I was moving the dogs into the room, and not knowing this beforehand, when the door closes, it locks. I was locked out. I ran to the office and got a key, by then the owner was giving me the “LOOK.” I set stuff on the floor as I was moving in and Gringo ate most of my chicken. Damn dogs.

Once I was settled I couldn’t get the TV to come on. Not having cable since 2003, I was looking forward to it. The box was on but not the TV. I called the owner and he said he would be down so I hustled all 4 dogs into the car before they terrified him. He got the TV on and mumbled something as he left, not sure but I think he called me a pain in the ass. I let the dogs back in and sat down and cried.

That night we got 6 more inches of snow. Luckily there was a big field between the 1* motel from hell and the Cumberland River.

It was nice to let the boys run.

The motel from hell.

The Nordstrom’s of Kentucky. There is one on every corner.

I ran into the Dollar General to get some juice and dog treats, I was covered in dog hair, my hair was a rats nest, I had on no bra. I totally looked homeless. The customer in front of me knew the clerk and they were chatting as I was impatiently waiting. The clerk said he could play lead guitar but he wasn’t great. The customer left, called the clerk, Bobby, by name and said to call. As I was checking out, the clerk asked me IF I WANTED TO BE IN A MUSIC VIDEO. Was it to portray the homeless in Portland or the down and out destitute souls in LA? I laughed and said, no thanks. Really, why does this shit happen to me?

My friend from high school, Sandra, messaged to see how Bill was and suggested a VRBO. I thought nobody would rent to someone with 4 dogs. But I looked anyhow, searching for places that accepted pets. I found 3 and messaged them all my story and ridiculous situation. The first one that allowed dogs replied and said OK, but was charging me an arm and leg for the dogs plus $145.00 cleaning fee. The second lady messaged me and said, no problem, she didn’t care how many dogs I had, just asked that I clean up their poop, which I would normally do anyhow. She said she lives about 2 hours away and her husband is having back issues and they’ve not been able to get here. The place wasn’t cleaned since the last renters. I booked it until Feb 3.

My little Cabin down the Road.

I checked out of the motel Tuesday morning, loaded all 4 dogs and went back to the RV. I grabbed a few more things I needed, like dog food and a crate for the howler, and then drove the 40 minutes to this cabin. I found it easily, situated on 2 acres, a few homes around but all unoccupied. This is a seasonal area for fishermen. Not a soul around, no traffic on the road in front. Once inside, I washed the sheets so I would have clean bedding and organized the stuff I brought.

This place in not well insulated, it’s mainly used in the spring and summer. The window A/C units are still in the windows, drafty as an outhouse on a cold winter’s night. I have them packed with towels and blankets to help keep the heat in and hopefully reduce her heating bill. I will say that the heaters they have here work great!

I had an OCD urge on Thursday and started cleaning. I emptied the silverware drawer, it was a total mess. I imagine the last renters were guys and we all know they’re not particular where they put things. I washed everything in it, dried the utensils, and rearranged it. Washed all the large cooking utensils and put them in a separate drawer. Then I organized all of the upper cupboards. While doing that I found the real junk drawer. It was filled with pieces of copper tubing, plumbers tape, nails, tacks, screws. I cleaned that all up and organized it. I wish I had a label maker. IYKYK

The day I arrived the dehumidifier was running. I thought that was odd, and then started shocking myself and the dogs all day long, the air was so dry. Bill said to unplug it. I turned it off and unplugged it and noticed the screen on the front looked dirty. I got on YouTube and found instructions to clean the filter. O. M. G.

Can you even imagine??? Happy I could clean it for them but as windy as it is and with all the trees and leaves and pollen, it will be dirty again in no time.

Spotless, the whole unit looks brand new now.

The kitchen

Definite fisherman decor. I covered the fabric couch because I didn’t want dog hair on it.

This little cabin has small windows with blinds on them, not a lot of light. I couldn’t get the light over the sink to come on when I was cleaning (figured out yesterday it comes on when the bathroom light is turned on.) I moved a floor lamp for more light and the base disintegrated on the floor. I already have a replacement light purchased and delivered.

I keep waiting for these fish to sing when I walk by,

My friend Danielle said that someone in her household, not mentioning names, was arrested at Dale Hollow Lake. I’m sure there is more to this story..

The dogs are happy here, lots and lots of deer poop. It’s very hilly so it’s kind of hard to navigate to look for the frozen extra-large tootsie rolls the dogs leave. With all the leaves, the piles are hard to find unless they are fresh and still steaming. Sorry, TMI.

side yard

turkey tail fungi

Side of cabin, I’m sleeping in the room to the right with sliding glass door.

Huge stumps

Gringo managed to rip his toenail off. It bled like a stuck pig. I got the bleeding stopped and wrapped it for a day. All of a sudden he acted like I cut his stupid foot off. His nails are long, he hates his feet touched, plus they’re black and very hard to cut. I’m just going to have the vet do his.

Tuesday and Wednesday were uneventful, I had to run to the store to get batteries for the remote, only to find there is nothing worth watching on 300+ channels. So happy we don’t waste money on cable. We got more snow again and the dogs were tearing up and down the hills, exhausted by the time we came in. It got really cold down to single digits a few nights.

On Thursday eve Barrio wanted out. He’s on a low dose of prednisone and it makes him pee often. I grabbed my windbreaker and the spotlight and took him out. He didn’t pee, he must have heard something and wanted to sniff. I said, let’s go back in, I’m freezing. It was around 15-19 degrees. THE DOOR WAS LOCKED. WE WERE LOCKED OUT. I didn’t have gloves, car keys or my phone. There was not a light anywhere in the distance, pitch black. I panicked. Then I gathered what few wits I had left and checked all the windows, they were locked, except 1. The one that the Dish TV cable goes through. I managed to get the broken storm window up without the glass falling out and shattering. Then there was the screen. I pulled and pulled and couldn’t get it out. By now my fingers were frozen sticks of flesh. I grabbed that screen with every ounce of strength I could muster and bent the living shit out of it, but I got it out. The window was open about 5″ but it wasn’t enough to crawl in. I stood on the chair and shook and pulled and pushed that window and it finally went all the way up. If I was crying by then, the tears were frozen droplets. I managed to crawl in the window without screwing up the TV wires. Opened the door, let Barrio in, then closed the window again. I am so glad Barrio was the only one outside with me, he knew something was up and didn’t leave my side, Highway would have been gone in a heartbeat.

My favorite window in the world.

No security here, good thing I have 270# of snapping snarling dogs with me.

I messaged the homeowner the next day and told her I cleaned and did all the laundry that was here, also told her I broke the lamp (not my fault, but it broke on my watch) and I said I would pay to replace the screen. She freaked out that I was locked out, said she cared nothing about the screen at all and was so glad I got back in. She also offered me another 10 days here for free if I needed it. I was overwhelmed by the kindness.

So when we sold out house in AZ in literally a day and the guy wanted in ASAP, we bought the demon Walt. We talked to builders in KY and TN and found they were 12-18 months out and the prices were changing daily, going up of course. We looked at houses for sale and made offers on a few and there were bidding wars, it was ridiculous. That’s what the guy who bought our home in AZ was running into. He offered us way more than we paid just so he wouldn’t have to deal with a bidding war with other potential buyers. The same thing was happening with bare land. I found this property the day it was listed, we made an offer and it was accepted. The seller had remorse, felt he could have gotten more and he sure could have. So we bought and paid for the land ASAP. Then we started looking at manufactured homes. The house we had in Everson was a manufactured home, it was quite large 2700+ sq’. We didn’t want something that big but decided to go that route. In August we sent a down payment and were told the house would be done by Nov 15th. I wrongly assumed I could live with that. Nov 15th came and went. Then they said the house would be out of the factory Dec14th. It was a day or so later but they only had enough trucks/drivers to deliver half of the house. We waited several weeks for the other half to be delivered. Bill was in the hospital when it arrived at the dealer’s, 2 hours away. We had to go inspect the house and sign papers. Some papers needed notarized. So on the 27th I put Highway in a crate (he’s a car howler) and loaded the boys in the car for the drive. We got there, I inspected it, saw small things I didn’t like but Bill can fix them. We went inside to sign papers and at that point, he told me their notary quit last week. WHAT?? I had made arrangements with the hospital notary to do Bill’s but not mine.

I got the papers signed and took the ones needing a notary and the dogs and I left for Burkesville, 2 hours away. On the way home I was telling Bill that he would need to sign quite a few papers. He actually asked me to STOP AND GET A CLIPBOARD so he had something to lean on. I said NO, in very colorful language.

I got to the hospital, no answer at the notary’s desk so I drove to the property, about 8 min away and let the boys run. I called her again and she answered and said she would be waiting. I loaded the boys and we went back to the hospital.

I asked if she would notarize mine also and she said sure, She took Bill’s papers and a nurse was “helping” him. They missed several signatures. So the notary had to go back. I checked them again and he still missed one, she went back again. She then notarized my sigs, I checked them several times and sure hope to the high heavens I didn’t miss anything. Just as I was getting in my car to go to the Post Office to overnight the docs, my phone rang. It was the guy from the dealer. He said the man who delivers the homes was in my area and wanted to see the site, could I meet him there. I said, sure. The boys and I drove back out to the property and waited for him to come. He said the site was perfect, no power lines, nothing in the way, no problem, he can deliver as soon as they say so. I followed him down the driveway and he stopped at the bottom to measure the distance between 2 trees and the bank and said it was going to be close. I thought the trees were our neighbors. I left there, went to the Post Office, overnighted the documents, and came home. I was exhausted.

Bill said the trees are ours, the neighbor said they were. The dealer called this morning and asked if we could get them taken down. I called Aaron and he said he can do it Sunday so I hope this means the house gets delivered this coming week.

I just got off the phone with the Dr, who said Bill is doing excellent, no longer has Covid and should now be immune. He still plans to release him next week. Now I’m praying for a house to take him to instead of this drafty cabin.

Keep your fingers crossed for us, this has been a $HIT month, it has to get better.

XOXO

Let it snow

12/01/2021 Happy December. I can’t believe it’s almost the end of 2021. On Dec 5, it will be a year that Bill and Highway arrived from Roatan. Seriously it seems like months. Crazy how the older I get, the faster the time goes by.

We are getting close. The house should be finished by the end of this month and we are hoping to be in by New Year, Christmas I doubt will happen. Regardless, I have started buying stuff that we will need. Remember, we brought NO furniture.

There is a store in town that has some antiques, I found a cool bench and 2 dressers there. One dresser we will refinish because it’s gorgeous solid oak, the other is maybe cherry but not in great shape. We’ll fix it up and I plan to paint it for the guest room. I decided that old furniture restored is much better than most of the furniture available today. The dressers both have dovetail drawers.

Not sure if I’ll paint this or not, but it’s for the porch. We’ll make a cushion for it.

I’m still buying glassware, although I told myself I was done. HAH. I found these pieces at different stores and some on Etsy.

I plan to use these too.

All the colors.

It was 25 degrees the other morning. It made for a nice crispy crunchy walk. The dogs are super invigorated in the cold weather.

So pretty.

I hope we get snow!

The following photos I took up on the hill where we always walk. I used google lens to figure out what they are. They’re called ice flowers. The “flowers” are actually ice extruded from the stems of certain plant species. They only last until the sun comes up. They occur when the air temp reaches freezing before the ground is frozen. Water in the plant escapes through tiny cracks in the plants and then freezes in gorgeous strange shapes.

This is what the forest floor looks like.

These are so cool, sorry for all the photos but I’ve never seen anything like this before. Obviously, I’ve not been in the woods early enough.

This may be a type of epimedium, growing wild in the fields.

Horse chestnuts

This is from a Honey Locust.

I really don’t know, but this may be a type of wild Tradescantia?? These are all in our fields.

Bill got a new toy. It has a brush hog/mower, bucket and a box blade. He’ll use this often here.

The dogs know we have a mouse or mice. Highway already got one outside and I couldn’t get him to drop it. Bill tried too but the damn dog ate it rather than give it up. Disgusting. We have traps set under the drawers but these are very smart mice. I hate the damn RV.

They spend a lot of time on the bed looking out the window. We’ll never have nice bedding.

I’ve been on a roll making cards, up to 40 so far. I am so looking forward to having a scrap room again!

The other morning Bill walked the dogs with me and it’s a damn good thing he did. This is the first I have ever seen chem trails out here.

They were everywhere and we are 2 hours from any major airport.

This particular morning Gringo caught the scent of something and he took off towards the top of the hill with Barrio and Max (who has lost 15# in 3 months) hot on his trail. Highway was with us. When we got up to where we saw them running Bill said, “Oh Shit.” The 3 boys had jumped over the 3′ wire and barbed wire fence. Barrio and Max were right on the other side. Gringo was nowhere to be seen. We couldn’t find any holes in the fence to get them through so Bill crawled over it and handed the dogs to me. Before we had the 2 over Gringo came back. They couldn’t jump back over because there was a steep hill behind them. These dogs will be the death of me.

One morning I got up and as usual, was going to let the boys out until Bill said we had a problem. The neighbors’ cows had wandered into our field. The cows are not the issue, the way the dogs react is the issue. Bill went to get Mike and he and Bill got the cows back in the right field.

Mooooooo. The cows are fascinated by the dogs and vice versa. Maybe we should let them be friends.

We got a small turkey. Since the oven has never been used, we decided to cook this on the grill. I DO NOT want to clean an oven in the RV.

This is called spatchcocking. Bill cut the spine out and flattened it. It took about 1hr 45 min to cook a 10# bird. It was really good.

We were going to invite Mike (the guy with the cows next to us) but we weren’t sure it would be good and had no clue how long it would take. Bill took him a heaping plate of food later on that day.

Tomorrow I am going to the metropolis of Bowling Green. They have a 72 vendor antique flea market and many other stores that I want to go to. I should probably spend the night so I can shop for 2 days but my car only holds so much.

Today was the first day Bill and I left here together in 3 months. He wanted to run to Albany electric and I wanted to ride along. The dogs knew and Highway started panic howling like a banshee getting an enema. It is not pretty and I can not stand it. We put a crate in the RV and put him in it and we took the other 3. They were really good as usual. After we left Albany we drove out to Dale Hollow Lake. It is so much larger than I thought it would be, 28,000 acre lake. I would like to go back and spend a weekend there. Better yet, get a pontoon boat and enjoy it as often as possible.

But first, A HOUSE.

Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas. XOXO

Yucky sucky Kentucky

 

11/03/2021  Kentucky has me questioning why. Why Kentucky? Why Burkesville? Why 31 acres? I can question it until the cows come home and it’s not going to change.

The weather has been dreadful. It’s worse than Washington weather. It rained so much for 3 days straight I didn’t even want to get out of bed. But I did, and as soon as the rain stopped I grabbed the dogs and we went for their morning walk. Wasn’t it me who was looking forward to having all of this property SO I WOULDN’T HAVE TO WALK THE DOGS??? Who am I? Every morning, walking down the driveway with the mist rising off the blades of grass and masses of prickly bushes, I feel like I’m taking the walk of shame. Then there are the 16 muddy paws that I wash a minimum of twice a day, if it’s muddy. I broke down and bought a paw washer. I really didn’t think it would work but it really does once I figured it out. The boys are so good, they stand in line and wait for their turn. Once washed, I dry their paws and put them in Walt.

I fill it with warm water because it’s been so dang cold here.

We went a whole month waiting for Aaron to come back and finish the shop. Finally this Tuesday he came back and today, Friday, the shop is done. Bill has to put the overhead garage door up yet and then add lights and some heat in there. I think we’ll move Walt down there and hook into our new septic, that way we’ll be close to the garage and the washer/dryer and the big fridge. Plus, the boys will have their chairs. We’ll see, right now it’s so dirty in there I really don’t want the dogs laying down on that floor.

The front of the shop. Bill has the overhead garage door just about up. There is also a walk-in door on the right.

The boys are really loving their beds from Chewy. These are a much better idea than a bed with a cover and foam inside of it. We had some made on Roatan with removable covers and it seemed every week I was vacuuming them and then washing and drying the covers. Then there was the struggle of fitting the foam back in the cover.

We’re either the epitome of Sanford and Son or the Beverly Hillbillies, not sure which.

Gringo in front, Barrio in the back.

It seems this blog has become a dog blog. I apologize and promise that will change when something worth writing about happens.

I took a trip to Glasgow KY again and stopped at some antique stores. I’ve decided I want to collect vintage colored glass goblets, vases or bowls. I stopped first at a place called Shabby Chic. I got Bill a great wooden stool, it’s old and painted but super sturdy and I found a few glass pieces there to start my collection.

This was in Shabby Chic. I have no idea WTH this guy is doing.

He’s certainly not rowing.

And she looks like Megan Fox. So weird.

A little further in town I found another place and bought a LOT of pieces there. I also found some on Etsy and ordered them. This week I went back to Glasgow again and bought 7 more. I’m like an addict, I can’t stop.

I’m loving the different colors. I have a shelf in the kitchen by the window and a glass door that will get a lot of light. That’s where my mind envisions them.

These are from my second trip to Glasgow.

I bought these at a huge antique mall in Somerset. I could have spent hours in there. I think I’m done buying these for now.

The only thing I take photos of anymore is our property when I am walking the boys. We usually leave the house around 8:15 or as soon as the fog lifts or the rain stops. We’re gone for 35-45 min every morning.

This is their favorite spot, lots of deer POOP. Dessert, yums. I asked the vet if it was bad for them to eat and he said no. Good thing because I can NOT stop them. It’s everywhere. Those deer need some Immodium.

The pond. Bill cleared a path down to it so we go there every morning then cut through the field to go home.

Shrooms

Reminds me of the movie Werewolf in London.

This pic was taken on the hill of the field I walk the boys to daily.

Beautiful cold mornings

Highway thinks this is a tennis ball. It’s really an inedible Osage orange.

The long road home.

Searching for dessert.

On Monday, after the rainy weekend, I walked the boys in the field like we do every day. Later in the afternoon, the sun came out so I took them to the field up the hill by Walt. We have taken them up there one other time before. There is a power line that runs through there, otherwise, it’s really beautiful, with great views. It’s a good hike up there, steep uphill. It was slippery from all the rain.

This looks down on our neighbor’s home.

Such a pretty field, there are a lot of ferns growing up here. I think I’ll dig some up for around the house.

Nice and green and feathery. I’ll see what they look like in another month before I dig some up in the spring.

On one side the steep hill goes down to our field, the other side goes down to the main road.

View of Walt from the bottom of the hill where I walked the boys.

On Tuesday morning I decided I would walk them up to the powerline hill, then, we would walk to the other place where we usually go. We were all on top of the hill, they were sniffing around, Gringo caught the scent of something and took off running down the steep hill. Highway Barrio and Max followed. I started yelling for them and was trying to climb down the bank to see where they went but I couldn’t see them. After yelling for a few minutes Highway, Barrio and Gringo came back. No Max. Max ALWAYS comes when I call him. He didn’t this time. I freaked and called Bill. He said, “Oh shit, a coyote just ran through the field from up that way.” I was screaming (probably like a banshee) for Max, nothing. I took the other 3 down to Walt and put them in their crates and hiked back up the hill. Bill was walking through the field and climbing up the hill. No Max. By now I was in full panic mode. I went down that steep mountain screaming for Max, no Max, no barks, nothing. Bill hiked up the side of the mountain and came back down, still no sign of Max. I called our neighbor and told him, he got on his ATV and went looking. I got in the car and drove up and down the main road. No Max. I came back to the RV, got Gringo and we hiked up the mountain again. We kind of traversed it, it’s so steep and there are way too many trees, it’s hard to walk. There are downed trees, briars and thick brush. I fell once on my butt on the side of the hill. At this point Bill was in the car again looking on the main road. Gringo and I made it down the hill, coming out of the woods I was so exhausted I could barely lift my feet, I tripped and fell flat on my face. Gringo was freaked out and came over and was nosing at me and barking. Once I got up, we followed the woods alongside the field. We were almost back to the RV when I saw fur by the RV. Then Gringo took off running to Walt. MAX WAS BACK!! I called Bill right away. Max was gone over 1 and 1/2 hours. He’s never done that before. He wasn’t hurt, wasn’t covered with briars, no clue where he was. I washed his feet and put him inside, cleaned the other 3 dogs’ feet and we all went inside and snuggled on the bed. Max kind of flopped on me, like he was saying, I’m so glad I found you. Bill and I were on the verge of a breakdown. Having something happen to Max would be more than I could bear. If he could only talk.

Saturday was a special day for me. Two friends I have not seen since High School came to visit us. Sandra still lives in PA and Charlie is 90 min south of us in Tennesee, Sandra is visiting with him for a few weeks. So, so happy they came to see us. Sandra gave us 2 jars of canned whole tomatoes and Charlie brought Bill an industrial fire extinguisher for the shop. That was an awesome idea, it’s nice to have but we hope we never need it.

Charlie, Sandra and me. (Max and Barrio too)

I’m pretty sure I jinxed the possibility of being in the house by Christmas because I bought Christmas tree ornaments. I know it’s my fault but even if I sent them back, the bad juju is already here.

I drove to Somerset on Tuesday looking for furniture for the house. I follow so many people on Instagram who are interior designers and they have ALL commented that the wait period for furniture is MONTHS. I thought I better get shopping. I went to the Ashley furniture store and saw a few things I really liked until the saleslady said 4-6 MONTHS. Are you kidding me? I was headed to TJ Maxx after that and saw a Kemper furniture store. I rerouted, totally upsetting the voice on my GPS. This store had some gorgeous furniture. I found a leather La-z-boy reclining couch and a counter-height dining table with 4 stools. I got 2 more stools for the island in the kitchen so if needed they can be pulled up to the table.

This is a charcoal gray sofa.

I’ve never had a round table before.

Yesterday I was thinking about a buffet/server and that I still need one of them. I noticed in the photo of the table that there was one behind the table. I messaged Shelley at the store and she said yes, she did have one.

This is great because it will pull the kitchen, dining room and living room together.

I told her to add it to my furniture. And get this, they can deliver it ALL next week. Why can I get this sooner than the Ashley furniture? Because it is MADE IN AMERICA. Nothing makes me happier than buying things made in the USA. We are having them hold it for a month or so rather than have it sit in the shop.

Now we just need 3 beds, nightstands and dressers for the bedrooms and we’ll be all set. I think I am going with platform beds so we don’t need to buy box springs. I’ve found a few on Amazon and may order them.

This blog program is giving me fits, I can’t upload photos, I keep getting this error message:

Post-processing of the image failed likely because the server is busy or does not have enough resources. Uploading a smaller image may help. Suggested maximum size is 2500 pixels.

I tried uploading small pics, resizing them all and still, it won’t work. This morning I tried and was able to upload 5 photos, figure that I’m on a roll and am going to close this down and post it while I still can.

I’m going to take the boys back outside for a while before the damn rain starts again. Gorgeous sunny and windy right now.

I hope you all have a great Thanksgiving.

(I really don’t hate Kentucky, I just get so frustrated when it rains and everything is mud and the dogs & I are stuck in this stupid RV. It will all be better once we have a house and a yard.)

P.S. I left the US on Nov 3, 2012, before the time changed, came back in March 2013 and left again Oct 2013. We lived on Roatan for 6 years (Bill for 7) then moved to Az. Roatan and Arizona do NOT change the clocks so this change totally sucks.

Stuck in limbo.

10/4/2021 It was one month on October 1 that Walt and the family pulled into our little slice of paradise. It is gorgeous here, I love the location, not super impressed by the grocery and shopping options but I knew that before moving here. It is what it is.

The guy we hooked up with before arriving has proven to be amazing. There is nothing Aaron doesn’t know how to do. He did the concrete floor for the shop (with Bill’s help) and he and Bill recently completed putting on the metal roof. He actually used a chalk line on the roof to get the nails in a straight line. Both sides of the roof are finished and it looks amazing. They framed in the opening and he has ordered the metal for the gables of the roof. Aaron has a regular door for the shop, we need to order a garage door yet. Timing was everything since my new washer and dryer and freezer arrived the 29th and the roof was completed on the 28th.

Starting the roof

One side almost done.

Both sides are complete. Yes, it is sort of underground. The original owner of the land was using it for a basement/garage and building on top. The side you see is the entrance.

I already ordered my stove, dishwasher and fridge (got the French door type) but decided to order an extra fridge for the closed-in back porch. We had an extra in Everson and it was awesome to keep drinks in and to use when we ate outdoors. I was going to get a white one and cover it in self-adhesive wallpaper but decided on a black one. The fridge was delivered yesterday. Once we get the electricity hooked up, I’ll be able to stock up on some groceries. All of our household things got delivered on Tuesday. The boys were excited to see their chairs.

Their chairs are something they recognize as home.

Bill hadn’t gotten the arm pillows put back in on this chair. We took them out to make them easier to ship. I bought these leather chairs from the guy who I bought the AZ home from. I knew they would be perfect chairs for the boys. They never even tried to get on the new couch, they knew these were their chairs. Bill actually talked about not taking them and I said NO WAY. They are going, they belong to the dogs.

This is one of the trucks, he had 2 crates, the other had one. He had a tough time backing down the narrow drive to the shop. but he made it.

Bowling Green is only an hour away, we spent 2 nights in an RV park there while hurricane Ida passed through. That’s also where Bill took my car for the 60K service. There is a Sam’s Club there, I’ll need to join, there is also a Target, Home Depot, Aldi’s, TJ Maxx and a lot of furniture stores. I’m looking forward to some shopping trips there.

I’ve decided I don’t like Walt. In fact, Walt is pitiful. I FREAKING HATE him. I hate the shower most of all, especially since we have been invaded by stink bugs, (these are the non stink if you squash them but smell awful after being in the vac a day dying) variety but a pest nonetheless. I think I preferred the paper wasps we previously had problems with. Yesterday I sucked up well over 150 of the stink bugs with the vacuum. This morning when I was showering 2 swooped in on me. I had a screaming fit, knocked the damn shower accordion door off the track and had all 3 boys trying to protect me. I also hate the bathroom sink. It has a screen in the drain and that freaks me way the hell out. As do the 2 screens in the double kitchen sink. I hate to empty things like that when tiny pieces of food get in there, that’s the reason I insist on a garbage disposal. I throw all the big pieces of stuff away but the small particles, down the garbage disposal. I can’t tell you what it is that freaks me out so badly but I have to wear rubber gloves to clean the screen drains out and I am internally shrieking the whole time. I would have died in a week if I lived in the Little House on the Prairie.

UPS brought some spray Bill ordered to kill the stink bugs and I do think it’s working. I’ve cleaned up only 20 or so since the boys and I came inside. The boys are all terrified of the vac for some reason. It’s not so bad in a house where they can go to a different room but they don’t have that option here.

It rained for almost a week and we were surrounded by 30 muddy wet acres and 16 muddy wet dog paws. They were getting tired of having their feet washed several times a day. I contemplated boots for them but they’ll lose them and I will spend all of my time looking for them. They were some mighty bored dogs. They put stone on the whole driveway EXCEPT where they were running the dozer back and forth. That meant I had to traverse 50′ of deep slippery mud to get the boys to the stone driveway. That has since been remedied.

UGH. Sticky slippery thick MUD.

Planning on stocking this with fish. not

My poor car.

My friend said it looks like I drove through peanut better then cat litter. She’s right.

Cleaning these several times a day.

Every morning I walk the dogs down the driveway and into the upper field. It’s so beautiful there, I wish we had known about that spot before. That’s what we get for buying property sight unseen. It’s a huge hilly field surrounded by trees. Many of the trees are Osage orange trees and they have the most horrible thorns I have ever seen in my life. I was really worried about the boys stepping on them but so far we’ve been lucky.

Why in the world are there trees like this?

They run all over up there, so much to smell. I recall someone telling me that when you walk your dog don’t allow them to stop and sniff things. That’s not a nice thing to do to a dog. They get so much mental stimulation from sniffing, it’s really important for them to do. These guys must be having a blast. They’re also eating grass, never really had that option before, it’s new to them. I noticed Max had a poop hanging from his butt by a blade of grass. I used a stick and removed it. The things I do for these dogs. They are getting in at least 3 miles a day, probably more. After we return from a walk they are exhausted. A tired dog is a good dog.

All I have to say is, “want to go on the hill?” They know exactly what I mean.

This is the curve of our driveway down to the road.

This is just past the curve headed up. A little over 1/4 mile.

I love the woods.

I think the dogs love it too. It’s the first real freedom they have had.

All the smells.

A Hare’s foot inkcap fungus.

A bowl and doily spider web.

Bearded lichen.

This is their favorite spot.

Walking home.

This has been my view for 6 years. BUTTS,

We were told there used to be a pond on our land. Well, there still is. I found it one day while walking the boys. Aaron said we need to get some trees away from it so the sun can get rid of some of the algae.

We had a full week plus of nice days, then the rain returned. So did the mud. It’s been brutal. Yesterday we noticed a leak in the RV, not sure where the water was coming from. Bill moved the RV from being level to leaning to the side the water was coming in and that seems to have stopped it. It poured last night, thundered and all and no water leaks this morning.

Yesterday the boys were laying on the bed looking out the window and all of a sudden Gringo went crazy. I looked out the window and there was a deer in the lower field. Between the deer and the cows, Gringo may need an intervention. Saturday night Bill was outside talking to his sister on the phone. I had, just minutes before, taken the boys inside. The day had just gone from dusk to dark. He noticed something and looked down and there was a 4′  S N A K E. I am terrified of snakes but still had to go look. It was a big old King snake.

Earlier that night I moved the cooler and there was a frog under it. Highway went after it and it jumped in a dog crate. After I got Highway out of the crate, I got the frog out. I keep telling myself the only reason the snake came up to our area is he smelled the frog. Yeah right.

There are copperheads in the area and they are something I do not want to come across with the dogs. If the dogs had been outside, Highway or Barrio would have killed the snake in seconds. Barrio is all meek and mild but he is a killer. I’ve seen him in action on Roatan with rats and lizards.

Last night it poured, thunder and lightning had the dogs all freaky. Max was squished between the bed and the closet and would not budge. We woke this morning to semi sunny skies so as soon as I drank my cup of tea the boys and I set off for the hill. Afterwards we sat outside, Bill put the other 2 coolaroo beds together for the boys. They will be great to use on the screened in porch, much better than laying on concrete.

They each have one now.

I just picked things up that were outside because it looked like rain and sure enough, it’s pouring again. I heard there was a tornado in Northern Cumberland County late night, flipped a few cars. UGH. Over the rain and all the crap weather.

This is Colt, the 7 year old son of Aaron, the guy we hired to do all the work around here. Colt can drive the skid steer and the excavator, at 7 YEARS OLD. He is a really cool kid.

Coyote poop, most mornings they let a pile in the driveway. The boys each sniff it, then pee on it. BOYS.

Found these 2 lovebirds on the hill, not far from the pond.

No shame in their game, doing some Dirty Dancing. They’re Eastern Box turtles.

I had to shame Bill into taking a pic of me and the boys. Not really the photo I wanted but…

The 3 boys follow me where ever I go, Highway, not so much. He is so stubborn.

This blog has taken way too long to do. We still have no wifi so I have to use my phone as a hotspot and I have limited hotspot data per month. As I told my friend Susan, this blog sometimes feels like a giant albatross hanging around my neck. I sure hope that once we get into the house I’ll have more interesting info to post. As of right now, the only excitement I have is sucking the stink bugs up in my vacuum, swearing at each and every one as I hear the satisfying plunk of them getting sucked up. The joys are endless.

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