Egged truck.

The truck got egged yesterday when Dave was fishing. YUCK.....

3 years ago today

In 1 hour and 15 minutes, 3 years ago, my sister called to say "Mom is happy again."
Miss you, MOM! Cheers, for a great lady.

Sunday joke

If you Marry an Iowa Girl

Three friends married women from different parts of the Midwest.

The first man married a woman from Minnesota. He told her that she was to
do the dishes and house cleaning. It took a couple of days, but on the third
day, he came home to see a clean house and dishes washed and put away.

The second man married a woman from Wisconsin. He gave his wife orders
that she was to do all the cleaning, dishes and the cooking. The first day he
didn't see any results, but the next day he saw it was better. By the third day,
he saw his house was clean, the dishes were done and there was a huge dinner
on the table.

The third man married a girl from Iowa. He ordered her to keep the house
cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed, and hot meals on the
table for every meal. He said the first day he didn't see anything, the second
day he didn't see anything but by the third day, some of the swelling had gone
down and he could see a little out of his left eye, and his arm was healed
enough that he could fix himself a sandwich and load the dishwasher. He
still has some difficulty when he pees.

Walleye caught by Dave.

He's catching em' again!

Sorry for being soooo buzy but this is why....

My sister says get rid of that guy in the suspenders. Isn't he cute? So the reason I have been too buzy to post entries, clean the house, do laundry or cook is that Phil and I have been creating chenille vests using the blind leading the blind process. He he.....

Here is what you do.
1.) Pick your homespun fabrics. Sew some sample combo. Pick your favorite.
2.) Sew the 4-6 layers of fabric together exactly 5/8" apart.
3.) Cut all but the bottom 2 layers.
4.) Wash and dry.
5.) Cut out the final vest size.
6.) Sew final trim around the whole garment.

That doesn't sound so bad now does it? We put in 12 hours 2 days in a row. Then we lost track of the hours. We were the subject of many ideas and laughs as we hit the highs and lows of the project.

It's not completely done. There's a few things to do yet.

Thanks for all the help that came our way. Here's photo's of the process and the final product. Cheers....

Sunday --joke day

REDNECK LOVE POEM

Collards is green, my dog's name is Blue
And I'm so lucky to have a sweet thang like you.

Yore hair is like corn silk a-flapping in the breeze.
Softer than Blue's and without all them fleas.
You move like the bass, which excite me in May.
You ain't got no scales but I luv you anyway.

Yo're as satisfy'n as okry jist a-fry'n in the pan.
Yo're as fragrant as "snuff" right out of the can.
You have some'a yore teeth, for which I am proud;
I hold my head high when we're in a crowd.

On special occasions, when you shave under yore arms,
Well, I'm in hawg heaven, and awed by yore charms.
Still them fellers at work, they all want to know,
What I did to deserve such a purdy, young doe.

Like a good roll of duct tape, yo're there fer yore man,
To patch up life's troubles and fix what you can.
Yo're as cute as a junebug a-buzzin' overhead.
You ain't mean like those fire ants I found in my bed.

Cut from the best cloth like a plaid flannel shirt,
You spark up my life more than a fresh load of dirt.
When you hold me real tight like a padded gunrack,
My life is complete; Ain't nuttin' I lack.

Yore complexion, it's perfection, like the best vinyl sidin'.
Despite all the years, yore age, it keeps hidin'.
Me 'n' you's like a Moon Pie with a RC cold drank,
We go together like a skunk goes with stank.

Some men, they buy chocolate for Valentine's Day;
They git it at Wal-Mart, it's romantic that way.
Some men git roses on that special day
From the cooler at Kroger. That's impressive," I say.

Some men buy fine diamonds from a flea market booth.
"Diamonds are forever," they explain, suave and couth.
But for this man, honey, these won't do.

Cause yor'e too special, you sweet thang you.
I got you a gift, without taste nor odor,
More useful than diamonds......IT'S A NEW TROLL'N MOTOR!!

Our sewing project.

Dr. Phil and I have been sewing. It is all Bev's fault. She had a chenille vest on that we loved. We just had to make one. First, we got 100% cotton and tried it as a sample. It didn't work. Then we decided we better get at this so we drove to Cruces and bought the real stuff, homespun. We tried our samples again yesterday. Success, they came out beautiful. We marked them so we knew what combo we wanted.
What is the chenille process, you ask? Well, you put anywhere from 4 to 8 layers of fabric together. Pick a lining fabric. Sew all the layers together at 1/4 to 1/2 inches apart. Then cut thru all but the bottom layer. I found out very quickly that I needed a cutter and not an ordinary scissors. Throw it in the washing machine and the dryer and walllah....chenille has been created. The sample pieces are 8 x 8.
We couldn't find a solid color for the top, like Bev's. So after searching the internet we finally found some in Arkansas. It's on the way. What do you think?

Joke Day

Two deer hunters were standing on a ridge near a highway in rural West Virginia on the opening day of deer season.

They both spotted a large trophy class buck meandering towards them.

As the one hunter raised his gun to shoot, a funeral procession came slowly by. The hunter lowered his gun, took off his hat and stood with his head bowed until the procession was past. Of course by then, the deer was gone.

The other hunter exclaimed, "Wow! That was the most sportsmanlike act I've ever seen! You allowed this trophy buck to escape while showing such compassion and kindness toward someone's dearly departed. You are a great humanitarian and a shining example to sportsmen throughout the world!"

The first hunter nodded and said, "Well, we were married for 42 years."

Palomas Pass jeep trip cont.

After inspecting the first cave we got to see another. We walked into this one about 100 feet. The views going up the pass were spectacular.

It was a busy weekend in EB.

There was a lot to do in town this weekend. There was a quilt show. The first quilt reminds me of a HAWKEYE QUILT. The woodcarvers set up their wares and there was a pecan festival. Dave & I by choice were working. Phyllis took some cool pictures. Enjoy.