WVU game for Gary's 51st Birthday

WVU game for Gary's 51st Birthday

50th birthday Tampa Trip

50th birthday Tampa Trip

Summa Cum Laude----3 years...Perfect 4.0

Summa Cum Laude----3 years...Perfect 4.0
WOW

ARuBA in the Summer

ARuBA in the Summer
We saw a wedding just about every night on the beach.

Winter Days = Hot Cocoa

Winter Days = Hot Cocoa

Dem Bones

While packing up my classroom this week,  Rafe found a student that had been placed in the corner then forgotten.

Lamb to go

Today the fairgrounds hosted a sheep show....and so rafee went down and brought back tasty lamb sandwiches.

Brother can ya spare....a house?

Was I raised in a barn? no...but, my parents do live in a barn. Sort of.  Several years ago father decided to overhaul the pole barn. It was a 3-sided metal barn used to house tractors, lawnmowers, brushhogs, and groundhogs.  The overhaul turned into a 'guest' house / tractor spa with stepped out brick, keystones, kitchen (do not read 'kitchenette, it's a kitchen), 1 1/2 baths, laundry, bedroom, tile floors and palladium windows. Kind of like a condo. People in town thought he was building a church.  Slowly TVs, computers, Fax, copiers, clothes etc started to move out to the barn.  Father has an extensive pharmaceutical glassware/memorabilia "museum", so that also has a home in the 'barndo'.  And so, now my parents live in the barn.  The 'big' house is a pseudo closet for seasonal clothing and decorations.

Rafe and I are going to be hanging our hat at the big house.  We both feel that it's foolish to rent something, that would cost the same amount that we could be paying a mortgage on...but we're not sure where to live and don't want to jump into a money pit.  We are leaning towards building out own simple abode.

By the way, just in case you worry about where the brush hogs and lawnmowers sleep, there were 'mini' barns built for them....and now the "shed" is underconstruction. It will be for the Kubota and John Deere, since they were pushed out of the bardo by Dad's Honda and moco's vanno.   It is also bricked, keystoned, supersized with an automatic garage door..and will have a kitchenette, bathroom, washer/dryer and storage room.  It also has palladium windows and a chandelier.and recessed lighting.  People in town thought it was going to be an indoor pool.   All structures are connected by a corridor H worthy system of concrete driveways. No streetlamps...yet. I have great plans to hang out in the shed and do the laundry. Perhaps take a shower.  I love my treehouse and will miss it. Yes, it was tight on storage space, but then again...can you ever have enough?

send in the clowns....


Every year for Dad's birthday we go to the circus.  The Ringling Bros. Barnum and Bailey 3-ring circus.  Only this year...they didn't have 3 rings.   They had a "magic" theme and alot of dancing and prancing about to canned and "live" music.  There were the dancing stallions and tigers.  The elephants did an impressive job lumbering in grasping one anothers tails.   The Chinese acrobat family was wonderful [they wore 'power ranger' costumes]. The dog show was also great.   I consumed a bag of cotton candy and my sister and I each had a smore dog, then we went back to the hotel for birthday cake.  I was so sugared out I couldn't eat any and woke up the next morning with a headache.

:D :D :D :D

This snow is making me crazy.  I always prided myself as one who would revell in being snowbound for weeks and weeks and weeks.   As long as I had the basic staples.  Food, water, heat.  Toliet Paper, a good book, a warm quilt.  So far I have paced around the treehouse...shoveled snow....skidded around on my icy deck in hopes to 'de-snow' my furniture.  The inactivity is oddly disturbing.

I have always fancied myself a bit of a 3-toed tree sloth.  Able to linger listlessly with the best of them..But I can't stand it..  I was going to lounge in the 'sun bed' earlier this week, but put it off.  I just can't bear the thought of being all splayed flat on plexiglass for 20 solid minutes
.  

Last week,  I attempted a side-jujitsu style kick at some pillows I lined up on the couch.
I threw my right hip out.
I have had to put Aspercreme on it every other nite. I guess pride did come before the fall. haha.
Cripes.  How many weeks till Spring?

Friday, June 11, 2010

moving day


Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Dem Bones

While packing up my classroom this week,  Rafe found a student that had been placed in the corner then forgotten.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Lamb to go

Today the fairgrounds hosted a sheep show....and so rafee went down and brought back tasty lamb sandwiches.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Brother can ya spare....a house?

Was I raised in a barn? no...but, my parents do live in a barn. Sort of.  Several years ago father decided to overhaul the pole barn. It was a 3-sided metal barn used to house tractors, lawnmowers, brushhogs, and groundhogs.  The overhaul turned into a 'guest' house / tractor spa with stepped out brick, keystones, kitchen (do not read 'kitchenette, it's a kitchen), 1 1/2 baths, laundry, bedroom, tile floors and palladium windows. Kind of like a condo. People in town thought he was building a church.  Slowly TVs, computers, Fax, copiers, clothes etc started to move out to the barn.  Father has an extensive pharmaceutical glassware/memorabilia "museum", so that also has a home in the 'barndo'.  And so, now my parents live in the barn.  The 'big' house is a pseudo closet for seasonal clothing and decorations.

Rafe and I are going to be hanging our hat at the big house.  We both feel that it's foolish to rent something, that would cost the same amount that we could be paying a mortgage on...but we're not sure where to live and don't want to jump into a money pit.  We are leaning towards building out own simple abode.

By the way, just in case you worry about where the brush hogs and lawnmowers sleep, there were 'mini' barns built for them....and now the "shed" is underconstruction. It will be for the Kubota and John Deere, since they were pushed out of the bardo by Dad's Honda and moco's vanno.   It is also bricked, keystoned, supersized with an automatic garage door..and will have a kitchenette, bathroom, washer/dryer and storage room.  It also has palladium windows and a chandelier.and recessed lighting.  People in town thought it was going to be an indoor pool.   All structures are connected by a corridor H worthy system of concrete driveways. No streetlamps...yet. I have great plans to hang out in the shed and do the laundry. Perhaps take a shower.  I love my treehouse and will miss it. Yes, it was tight on storage space, but then again...can you ever have enough?

Monday, April 26, 2010

send in the clowns....


Every year for Dad's birthday we go to the circus.  The Ringling Bros. Barnum and Bailey 3-ring circus.  Only this year...they didn't have 3 rings.   They had a "magic" theme and alot of dancing and prancing about to canned and "live" music.  There were the dancing stallions and tigers.  The elephants did an impressive job lumbering in grasping one anothers tails.   The Chinese acrobat family was wonderful [they wore 'power ranger' costumes]. The dog show was also great.   I consumed a bag of cotton candy and my sister and I each had a smore dog, then we went back to the hotel for birthday cake.  I was so sugared out I couldn't eat any and woke up the next morning with a headache.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

WVU vs. Duke

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

:D :D :D :D

This snow is making me crazy.  I always prided myself as one who would revell in being snowbound for weeks and weeks and weeks.   As long as I had the basic staples.  Food, water, heat.  Toliet Paper, a good book, a warm quilt.  So far I have paced around the treehouse...shoveled snow....skidded around on my icy deck in hopes to 'de-snow' my furniture.  The inactivity is oddly disturbing.

I have always fancied myself a bit of a 3-toed tree sloth.  Able to linger listlessly with the best of them..But I can't stand it..  I was going to lounge in the 'sun bed' earlier this week, but put it off.  I just can't bear the thought of being all splayed flat on plexiglass for 20 solid minutes
.  

Last week,  I attempted a side-jujitsu style kick at some pillows I lined up on the couch.
I threw my right hip out.
I have had to put Aspercreme on it every other nite. I guess pride did come before the fall. haha.
Cripes.  How many weeks till Spring?