Sunday, January 29, 2017

It's Seedless To Say Part II: Guilty!

Today has been great. Late this morning I walked over five miles with Leslie Sansone and besides doing all kinds of knee-lifts, kicks, and arm exercises I did with walking—I used my stretchy band and my pink dumb bells. And trust me it was a workout.

Late this afternoon, Tony and I went to the big H-E-B to buy groceries for us and dog food for our rescued dogs. And when I was leaving the store with our groceries, I was pushing the cart and was oblivious to the world, because I was visualizing the end of my mini-mystery. "Nancy. Hey Nancy! Over here." I heard Tony half-holler. So I paused, on the sidewalk and looked out towards the parking lot.

First, I saw our good friend, Jay Pennington, walking across the parking lot towards me, then Tony waving at me and then Jay's sweet wife, Sarah, who was standing, by their SUV, with Emma, their beautiful, three-year-old German Shepherd. And after apologizing to everyone for being in my "writing zone" we had a very fun visit with them. Then we came back home.

Last night, I was up until nearly 2:00, because I had figured out the rest of the plot for my mini-mystery and I was so excited about it, I could not fall to sleep, because I kept coming up with more lines, etc.

It's Seedless To Say: Part II Guilty!

The following morning, while I was walking, in the big room and kitchen with Leslie Sansone, the phone rang—it was Jon. "Good morning, Nancy. How are you?"

"I'm fine, but I want to let you know that I am not breathing hard because of you—I'm in the middle of walking four miles with Leslie Sansone." Jon chuckled.

"What's so funny?" I heard Sandy ask, in the background.

"I'll tell you later," Jon said. "I'm back, Nancy."

"Okay. Just a second. Let me pause my walking video. Okay, what's going on?"

"Are you and Tony coming to Kerrville today?"

"No, not today, Jon. Because Tony is fixin' to leave to go meet our good friends, Jay & Sarah, in Bandera, because they are going to one of those Renaissance festivals. Wow! I just realized that you & Sandy have the same first initials as Jay & Sarah. J & S. How cool is that?" Jon chuckled, again.

"What?" Sandy asked, in the background.

"I'll tell you in a minute, Sandy," Jon stated. "Are y'all coming to Kerrville tomorrow?"

"Yes. We have to, because we need to pick up a refill of Roy's arthritis medicine, at Hoegemeyer Animal Clinic and then run a few other errands."

"Good. We'll come see us tomorrow, because Sandy has found four more Carl Hiaasen books for you to read."

"That's great. We'll see y'all tomorrow and please tell Sandy that I said hello."

After Tony left, I finished my sweaty workout with Leslie and then I rewarded myself by eating one of Carol's delicious, homemade oatmeal raisin cookies. Then I spent ten minutes feeling guilty about it, so I ate one more to calm my nerves.

While I was taking a shower I started feeling guilty about Jean and me getting sideways with each other, over a petty, pretty, pink pot-holder that we had made. And I worried about it hurting our life-long friendship. Then I worried about why I worry so much.

So, to stop me from doing anymore worrying, I grabbed my iPod, found the song "Don't Worry Be Happy" by Bobby McFerrin and then I cranked up the volume, on my new, awesome Harman/ Kardon Wi-Fi speaker and let it blast me into a much better mood.

After that song had finished playing, Louis Armstrong started singing one of my all-time favorite songs, What A Wonderful World—I teared up like I always do when I hear him sing that beautiful song and it inspired me so much—I pulled off my pink boots and slipped on my "almost-all-leather" pair of moccasins, that still have the dried on glue, on the bottom of the soles, that Aaron had made out of pity for me, because the directions on how to make them didn't make any sense to me.

Then let's just say, "I went outside and did some serious Earthing." To free my soul and make things right with the Universe. And that night I slept like a baby, except I didn't cry or drool and Tony will vouch for that.

When I woke up the next morning life was great, once again. I was so happy that I cooked Tony a delicious breakfast of bacon and Belgian Waffles and I could tell that it puzzled him, because I rarely do that anymore. So sadly he spent most of his morning doing his chores and worrying about why I was being so nice to him. And then that made me worry about why he was thinking that.

After we ate lunch—leftover waffles and a couple of strips of cold bacon, we decided to take off for Kerrville to do our errands. And before we walked out the front door, I quickly slipped a small package, inside my red, insulated H-E-B shopping bag.

Our first stop and most important stop, was at Hoegemeyer's, to pick up Roy's refill of pain pills. Then we went down, Sidney Baker Street aka Highway 16, to Wolfmueller's Books.

Jon greeted us from behind the checkout counter, and then said, "Perfect timing! Sandy and Jean just got back from eating a late lunch together. They're in the back office putting away their purses."

"Good," I said. "Because Jon, I'm scared that I hurt Jean's feelings the other night and made her mad at me."

"Why?" he asked.

"After we quote settled our pot-holder dispute she kept giving me this weird look with her left eye. And I feel terrible about it." Jon burst out laughing.

"No. No. No, Nancy," Jon said, in a hushed tone. "You've got it all wrong. Jean isn't mad at you. She has pinkeye and she is almost over it." Then all of us burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Sandy asked, as she and Jean walked up and joined us. I quickly glanced over at Jean and her left eye still looked pretty weird, but not as weird as it had the other night.

"Nancy's been worried that Jean is mad at her over that stupid pot-holder they made, because she said Jean kept giving her creepy looks with her left eye." Jean shook her head sideways. Then she walked up to me and gave me a great, big bear hug which I wasn't comfortable with, because I was afraid that now I would catch pinkeye from her.

"Oh Nancy," Jean said. "I felt bad about it too, so I have a small, peace-offering to give to you." Then she handed me a sealed envelope. "I am giving you a piece of paper signed by me and witnessed by Sandy & Jon—stating that you have full ownership of that pretty, pink pot-holder and you can do whatever you want to do with it. It's yours. I don't want it." So I teared up. Then Jean hugged me against my will, again. And I'm thinking, "Great, now for sure I know that I am going to get pinkeye.

When Jean finally let me out of her tight grasp, I accidentally stepped back, on Tony's big toe, and said, "Oh, I'm sorry Tony. I didn't know that you were standing there behind me." Then I turned and looked at Jean, and said, "Thank you Jean, for giving me full ownership of the pot-holder/(and really thinking pinkeye). You're too sweet (when I'm actually thinking—if I get pinkeye from you I am sending you the bill).

"Can I go use your restroom?" Tony asked. "I think Nancy broke my big toe."

"Sure Tony. Go ahead," Sandy said. As Tony limped away, Sandy said, "Well, I am so glad that y'all's ridiculous pot-holder war is finally over. And not to hurt y'all's feelings or anything, but I have to admit that I have never liked those kind of pot-holders."

"It's true," Jon added. "She really hates them. A long time ago, when our boys were kids and made those things for Sandy she secretly threw them out and then she lied and told our kids that I had accidentally burned them up when I was barbecuing."

"That's sad Jon," I teased.

"Well, I'm pretty sure it's broken," Tony stated, as he limped back to join us."It's already black and blue."

"Great!" I joked. "Let's sue Sandy & Jon!"

"It'll never "stand up" in court," Jean quipped.

After we had all quit laughing, I said, "We've got to get back home, but before we go I have a little peace-offering that I want to give to Jean. I'll be right back." Then I left the bookstore to go get my small gift for Jean.

"Oh Nancy," Jean said, as I re-entered the store, "You shouldn't have." Then I handed it to her, so she could open it.

When Jean started unwrapping my little gift, you could have heard a pin drop, inside Wolfmueller's Books store. In fact, all of their customers had gathered, up front, to see my gift to Jean.

"It's not much," I said, trying to sound humble. But little did I know, until she opened the box, that it really wasn't anything to brag about."

"Oh thank you, Nancy," Jean said, trying to sound like she meant it, as she stared into the box. "I love it."

"What is it?" Sandy asked, as the crowd of spectators and us leaned-in to get a glimpse of it.

"I'm not sure," Jean confessed. "It's pretty."

"It's Jean's half of our pink pot-holder," I explained. "Yesterday, while Tony was attending the Renaissance festival, with Sarah and Jay, I exhumed my time-capsule and cut our pot-holder in halves."

Then Jean held the box up for all to see and I about fainted when I saw it, because her half of our pink pot-holder had completely unraveled itself, because the loopers were so tight and the box was now full of pink and white, loopers that were useless, because I had cut them in half.

After the crowd of customers had glared at me and walked away, Jean said, "Well, it's the thought that counts, Nancy." Then we all started laughing about it.

When we were fixin' to adios our good friends, Jean said, "Wait a minute, y'all. I almost forgot my other peace offering for Nancy. I'll be right back." Then she took off for the office.

Seconds later Jean returned with something in a sack. "Nancy, I know how much you love all animals and when I saw this for sale, at Wild Birds Unlimited, it had your name written all over it, because I had called you squirrely. Here."

When Jean pulled it out of the brown sack I looked at it and gasped. "Oh Jean, I love it," I lied.

"Do you really?" Jean asked.

"Yes, I do," and I am pretty sure that she believed me. "Thank you, Jean. We've really got to go."

When Tony backed out of the parking space, in front of Bad Girlz of Texas, I said, "Tony what is that thing that Jean gave me?"

"It's a squirrel shaped seed-cylinder, Nance. For the birds to eat. It's great and I know where I am going to hang it."

"No Tony," I replied, flatly. "It's my squirrel seed-cylinder and it's cute, but I can't bear to watch it day after day losing a part of an eye, or a nose, it's tail or it's paws."

"So what are you going to do with it?" he asked, with disappointment in his voice.

"I'm going to put it in another time-capsule for you to bury. We need to go to Home Town Crafts right now, so I can buy a big shadow-box and then we'll stop by Gibson's so I can buy a metal mailbox."

"What are you going to do with a metal mailbox?"

"I'm going to put Peanut the Squirrel inside it and then hermetically seal it, before you get to bury it. Dang-it!"

"What?" Tony asked.

"I forgot to buy the Carl Hiaasen books!"

The End

Friday, January 27, 2017

It's Seedless To Say!

Okay y'all. I've done it. Early this morning I decided to try and write a funny, quirky, fiction, short story about the cute, Mr. Peanut Squirrel seed cylinder that we got yesterday, from the Wild Birds Unlimited store and several times during the day I have stopped whatever I was doing and written down little notes to myself about my fiction, mystery, short story.

And please note that I have not yet decided on which name to use for the name of Jon and Jason's detective agency. But I do promise that y'all will be the first to know once I decide.

Hopefully, I will have the time this weekend to finish writing it. Anyway, for the next few days, I will post whatever I've written, to make it feel more like a cliffhanger. So wish me luck. And here goes:

It's Seedless To Say!
Nancy Parker-Simons

Our good friends Jon & Sandy Wolfmueller and Jon's sweet, sister Jean and their cousin, Jason, who is also a part-time private-eye, in Jon's and his little private detective agency, came by this evening to visit with us.

Early in the evening, we sat outside, around a small, cozy campfire, that Tony had built, so we could watch and they could take pictures of many different kinds of beautiful birds that fly in regularly, to eat from my husband's many bird feeders. 

Tony always keeps his bird feeders topped-off with the highest quality of bird seeds, that he  buys from the fabulous, Wild Birds Unlimited store, in Kerrville, Texas.

Jean and I love birdwatching just as much as anyone does, but tonight while our good friends sat  around the warm campfire, drinking cold beers and shooting the birds—with their cameras, Jean and I went inside, The Cabin and had a semi-heated discussion. And we finally came to terms to dissolve our pot-holder-money-maker business. 

Jean wanted to keep the never-off-the-ground business going, but I didn't, because woven, looper pot-holders had suddenly become the rage and the market was now being saturated with cheap, knock-off copies of our beautiful, pink pot-holder. And that had truly"burned-me-up." 

Jean was a little more than miffed with me, because several weeks ago, without her permission, I had hermetically sealed "our" beautiful, pink pot-holder, inside a lovely, time-capsule-shadow-box, that Tony had buried, in the middle of night, in a secret location, on the rescue ranch. And Jean was, let's say, "upset about it," because we would not tell her where Tony had buried "the most beautiful pot-holder that was ever made." 

Even though, after Jean had finally quit her faked-crying, I caved-in and gave her this one little clue to its whereabouts, "It's sort of squirrely. And that's all I am going to say about it."

"It's sort of squirrely?" Jean, sarcastically echoed back my words. "You're squirrely. What kind of stupid clue is that, Nancy? I want half of that pink pot-holder that we made and it is only fair for you to give it to me."

"Jean, I wish I could half it with you, but it is now hermetically sealed, in a buried time-capsule. It's out of my hands now. It's done." Jean just stood there, leaning against the breakfast bar and she said nothing and she stared at me like I was crazy or something? "Look Jean. To make things right with you and me, I will gladly weave another pot-holder for you, but I must warn you—that you'll have to finish it like you did the other one and it won't be pink. Because I used up all of the pink loopers making that one."

"We'll, I'm sorry, but that's not good enough. I want my half of our pink pot-holder." I started laughing, because I couldn't help myself. Then Jean started laughing too, but she had this funny look in her eye. Not both eyes. Just her left eye and it made me nervous. "This is ridiculous," she laughed. "For us to get upset over a silly, pink pot-holder." Then she hugged me, but I didn't trust her, because Jean's left eye was doing it again. 

Too Be Continued…

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Lucky You! or The Bird People! or Peanut The Squirrel!

Yesterday when we walked inside Wolfmueller's Books store, Jean greeted us, from behind the counter, and then she said, "Sandy's not here and Jon's down in the basement." Then I complimented her on her beautiful,  blue, knitted scarf that she was wearing and then I asked her if she had knitted it. "Yes, I knitted it...." Then she and I started discussing pot holders, like the beautiful pink one that we had made. Then we started laughing about them suddenly having a huge comeback and those kind of pot holders were showing up, in all kinds of stores, in Kerrville and Medina and were also being sold on the Internet.

"All I can say is ours is the prettiest," I said. "Well, I'm so glad that we didn't invest all of our savings into buying more Loopers, because obviously that pot holder market is totally saturated and we could have lost our shirts. It was a blessing." Then I excused myself and went looking for Carl Hiaasen books, while she and Tony talked about birds. 

About four minutes later, I walked back to them and my arms were full of Carl Hiaasen's 1st Editions and when they saw me, I joked, "I found his books!" Then we started laughing, while Jean totaled up my bill. "I bet this sale will make Sandy & Jon happy. When they get back here, please brag about my big purchase and then tell them that I asked you to please tell them that I bought them, because they weren't here." Then we had a big laugh over that.

Then Tony asked me why I was buying another copy of Nature Girl since I had just read it and loaned it out to Kris & Jim to read. "Because it is a 1st edition, too." Then I excused myself and went next door to Bad Girlz Of Texas, so I could buy a couple of hilarious birthday cards and a pair of socks.

And when I returned to Wolfmueller's Books, Jon, his sweet sister Jean and Tony were talking about how cool Terlingua is. 

A few minutes later, when we were leaving we Tony told them  our next stop was at Wild Birds Unlimited, so he could buy more birdseed. "Hey," Jon said. "They are having a big sale right now and if you purchase a certain amount they are giving away a free squirrel seed cylinder." 

"That is too cool," I remarked. "I love squirrels. Hmm, maybe I should write a funny mystery that revolves around a squirrel seed cylinder and at the end when the mystery is solved, there would only be a few seeds left of it..."

When we arrived at another one of our favorite stores, in Kerrville, Wild Birds Unlimited, Jason greeted us from behind the counter, and then he said, "You just missed seeing Marguerite by only three minutes." Then he helped Tony find the bird seed he wanted.

When Jason started to ring us up, I asked about the squirrel that Jon had told us about. "Here it is and it is free to y'all." I was so excited about getting the cute squirrel for free I ended up buying a sack of Armadillo Poop and Squirrel Poop, which is actually delicious chocolate nut toffee.

Then at the exact same time, Tony and I spotted the latest copy of the Kerr County People, a great community magazine, that was stacked neatly, by the cash register, with our Wild Birds Unlimited friends, on the cover. "Omg! This is a great picture of y'all," I said. "This is so great! Can I take a few copies to pass around?" Jason smiled as he slipped the magazines, into our paper sack. 

I read the great article, The Bird People of Kerrville, written byAnne Schneider, about Kevin & Linda Pillows' Wild Birds Unlimited, in Kerrville, while Tony drove us home. And Tony read it immediately after he had hung up his new bird seed cylinders outside. Tony had wanted to hang my squirrel seed cylinder outside too, but I told him that I had other plans for it, before letting him hang it outside.

And come to find out later on when I unwrapped my cute squirrel seed cylinder he actually has a name—Peanut the Squirrel and he is from New Braunfels, Texas.

And I am already plan to use it, in my next mystery. So, before I finish writing this tonight I want to thank Jon for telling us about Wild Birds Unlimited squirrel and thank Jason for giving Mr. Peanut the Squirrel to me. And who knows? Maybe Jon and Jason will be characters in my mystery who try to kidnap Mr. Peanut the Squirrel or the detectives who save him. Anyway, that's about it for tonight, because Henry is waiting for me to read him another hilarious Carl Hiaasen book.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Bad Monkey!

Today has been so much fun, because Tony and I went to Kerrville, late this afternoon, to run a few important errands.

We went to our all-time favorite stores: Wolfmueller's Books, Bad Girlz of Texas and Wild Birds Unlimited and that is why we had so much fun. And here's the proof that we went to these great stores, in Kerrville.

And because it was late when we finally got back home tonight I am going to blog about it tomorrow night, because I cannot wait to finish reading my second, hilarious, Carl Hiaasen book Bad Monkey

Since last week I've already read Nature Girl by Carl Hiaasen and I've already loaned it out to Kris, for her and Jim to enjoy reading, because it was such a fun read. 

Little Debbie, Big Al(ice), Henry Standing Bear and Belle are now waiting for me to finish reading Bad Monkey to them, but before I go I want to wish our dear friend Kris a very Happy, Happy Birthday!

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Sunday, January 22, 2017

And The Winner Is!

Tonight, as promised earlier, it is time to announce the Bee-Gees-Us look-a-like contest winners.

It was a neck-to-neck tie for second place between Nicholas Cage and Ryan Gosling.

And now for the drum-roll........The look-a-like Bee-Gees-Us winner is still Andy Gibb, because Kinky, Chet, Bett and Tony and I have the famous La Four restaurant's prints of Andy Gibb proudly, hanging on our walls for the whole world to see.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing! 

Thursday, January 19, 2017

More Look-A-Likes!

The past several days I've spent behind the computer doing paperwork, etc. and I am nearly finished thank goodness.

My good friends: Mari and Fay have sent me two Bee-Gees-Us contenders and Anon, too. Fay thinks Daniel Baldwin is a contender.

Mari thinks Christian Bale is a good contender.

And Anon thinks Ryan Gosling is a good contender, too. 

I like their choices, so I've decided that this coming Sunday, I am going to ask y'all to vote, by leaving a comment, on my blog, on who you think favors the Bee-Gees-Us painting, that hangs proudly, at La Fours restaurant and its prints hanging, on Kinky's office wall, Chet's wall, Bett's wall and our big room wall. 

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Sunday, January 15, 2017

And Another Contender!

Our good friend Kris thinks that Kenny Loggins would be another great Bee-Gees-Us contender and I totally agree with her, because I love his music.

Another Contender!

Susie G, from Winter, made a comment that she thinks Chad Kroeger, a member of the Nickelback band, might be another contender for the look-a-like Bee-Gees-Us painting. So I Googled Chad and found this photo of him, out of many of his pictures, on

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Mr. Warmth!

Today has been great. Last night I decided to watch Mr. Warmth: The Don Rickles Project, on Netflix and I laughed until I cried. Omg, it was so hilarious and so much fun. And after it ended I purchased a copy of it, so I will always have it.

I love Don Rickles so much especially because he is not politically correct, like someone else that I know. I loved seeing the old movie stars talking about Don too and it brought back so many fond memories.

Debbie Reynolds, Martin Scorsese, Clint Eastwood, Clark Gable, Don's sweet mom and his lovely wife, Robert De Nero, Jackie Gleason, Ernest Borgnine, Steve Lawrence, Sidney Poitier, etc. are in it, too and many more.

I loved watching the hilarious clips of Don doing the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson, Ed McMahon and Bob Newhart and the laugh-out-loud jokes he made at Dean Martin's Roasts. So, after I purchased Mr. Warmth: The Don Rickles Project I also bought the entire collection of the Dean Martin Roasts and I can't wait to watch those, too.

Early this evening Kinky and Dylan and I went for a fun hike and I told them about watching Mr. Warmth: The Don Rickles Project and how much I enjoyed it and Dylan is going to check it out and since Kink doesn't have Netflix, maybe he can watch it when my DVDs arrive.

Before I adios-ed Dylan and Kinky I asked him what he thought of the added addition, in his office, that Chet O'Keefe left for him. He told me that he loved it. And that is about it for tonight, except if y'all find another celebrity that looks like the Bee-Gees-Us please let me know.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

More Look-A-Likes!

Well, by the responses I've gotten from Susie and Cathy it appears they think that the Bee-Gee-Us picture could also be of Barry Gibb or Nicholas Cage.

I am still laughing about it and if you have someone else that you think he looks like, please let me know.


Thursday, January 12, 2017

Bett And Chet! or Andy And Andie!

The last few days have been so much fun, because our dear friend, Chet O'Keefe and his super dog, Willie, drove all of the way, from Terlingua, Texas, to come see us.

They arrived late Monday night and they went to visit Kinky, so we didn't get to see them until Tuesday morning.

Yesterday morning, while Chet ate breakfast with us he told us that he needed to run some errands, in Kerrville. And that he was hoping that we could eat lunch with Bett, so he could meet her and thank her personally for giving him her awesome cut-away, Martin guitar that he loves.

And this all happened after Bett had read Donna Hatch's fabulous article, in the Kerrville Daily Times, about Chet's van burning up, in June, and him losing his Martin and just about everything else that he owned. And fortunately, his wish came true, because we met up with Bett(y), at La Four's restaurant.

Our delicious lunch with Bett was a total blast for us, because we became fast friends with her, because we quickly discovered that we had so much in common with her. 

While we were eating our delicious lunch, Chet stood up and took a picture of La Fours' famous painting of Jesus, that hangs, on the wall, behind the checkout counter. 

Kinky had made this painting famous in an article that he wrote and then later on, in 1998, when he mentioned La Fours' painting while he was being interviewed by Jeff Guinn, a columnist for the Fort Worth Star Telegram, because he had honestly thought it was a painting of Andy Gibb, of the Bee Gees until Freda told him that it was Jesus.

And please note that the very first time that Kinky and I ever met for lunch, at La Fours,  about 20 years ago, he pointed to the painting and asked me who I thought it was and my answer was I don't know? Then he teased Freda about me not knowing who it was, too. 

Anyway, Chet took a picture of it, because he wanted to surprise Kinky with it when Kink returns to the ranch tomorrow. Anyway, when we told Freda, one of the owners of, La Fours, about Chet wanting to surprise Kinky with it—she thought it was funny and she giggled about Kinky making it so famous. And before we had finished eating our lunch—Chet had agreed to also make copies of it for Bett and for us, too.
And after we ate lunch we went outside the restaurant and I took this picture of Bett and Chet.

After we adios-ed Bett we went down the road, to Walmart, so Chet could make copies of La Fours' famous painting and for Chet to pick up a few other things that he needed before he and Willie headed back, to Terlingua.

After shopping, at Walmart, when we were on our way, to Bad Girlz of Texas, so Chet could go talk to the sweet owner, Andie Morgan, about a possible upcoming gig, at her store and that is when I came up with the title for the famous La Four's painting—Bee-Gees-Us.

So while Chet was visiting with Andie, we went next door to visit with our dear friends, Sandy & Jon, the owners of  the famous Wolfmueller's Books. And after our fun visit with all of our friends we returned to the ranch.

As soon as we got back home, Chet got busy framing La Fours' famous painting and as soon as he gave us ours, Tony hung it up on the wall, above our entertainment center. And we love it.

"I''m going to have so much fun with this picture, because when people come out to visit our rescue ranch we always invite them to come inside, The Cabin, so we can visit with them," I said. "And if Kinky's around we usually take them over to the Lodge, so they can meet him, too. Can you image how funny it will be for them to come inside, The Cabin and wonder why we have a picture of Andy Gibb, hanging on the wall. And then, when we take them over to the Lodge and they see the same picture of Andy Gibb, hanging on his wall—they will think we are all crazy." Then I called Carol to invite her to come over, so she could visit with Chet, before he packed up and leaves the ranch. 

When Carol came over we had a fun visit with her, while we waited for Chet to arrive, because he had gone over, to the Lodge, to drop off Kinky's framed picture of Andy Gibb.

Carol had a fun, but short visit with Chet, before she had to go, home, to feed her horses. And around 9:00 last night, we adios-ed Chet and Willie, because he had decided to drive halfway there and spend the tonight and then get up early this morning, so he could drive the rest of the way home, because he has a gig to play tonight, at La Kiva.

This afternoon we had to go back to Kerrville, so we stopped by Wolfmueller's Books first and dropped off Chet's Bee-Gee-Us picture for Bett, so she can pick it up the next time that she is in town.

And as I finish writing this, it is now time for me to show you our print of Bee-Gees-Us. And if you want to see this original painting, I suggest that you go eat lunch or dinner, at La Fours restaurant, because their food is delicious and because Kinky really has made that painting famous.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Monday, January 9, 2017

A Double Whammy!

Today has been great even though we're talking FMT (Full Moon Time) and MIR (Mercury In Retrograde ending yesterday, but is still lingering for the next few days). And to me it's like a double whammy.

Late this morning our dear friend and great, singer, songwriter/musician, Chet O'Keefe, called me, from Terlingua, Texas. And he is arriving tonight, at the ranch, for a short, but fun-filled visit. And on top of all of that great news our good friend and great, singer/songwriter musician, Brian Molnar, is flying down and going to arrive, at the ranch, on Wednesday.

So late this afternoon, after cleaning our trailer, I tuned up my guitar and played it for nearly an hour and I learned how to play several new songs, in case I get to jam with them. And that's about it for tonight, because I still need to do a little more cleaning, before Chet arrives.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Who's Here?!

Today has been great. This morning after I did the Harley Show, on the radio, I called Kinky and a few minutes later, I was over at the Lodge, so we could go hiking.

Kinky and I had a fun, fast hike and when we were walking up to the Lodge, he said, "Great, they're already here!"

"Who's here?" I asked.

"Roy and Joelle." Then I looked up and saw our good friends, from Utopia, already unloading and stacking Kinky's cord of wood that he had asked them to deliver.

After greetings, Kinky and I started helping them unload the round, seasoned oak logs and it was fun and it was also a good workout for us, since we had already walked for 24 minutes.

While we were working, Kinky and I had a really fun visit with Roy and his sweet wife. And the good news is that I got to tell them my hilarious cowboy joke about a cowboy and his son being chased by an outlaw—the same one that I've told to just about anyone who would listen to me. And they thought it was pretty funny, too.

Before I finish writing this tonight, I want to share an awesome YouTube video that Mari sent to me today. The title is This Is How We Do the National Anthem and it was so beautiful it brought tears to my eyes and to Tony's, too. And that's about it for tonight.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Keep It Simple!

Today has been great. This morning after we did our chores I cooked us a quiche for brunch. I made it using fresh spinach, red and green bell peppers, Havarti cheese, onion, garlic, eggs and mushrooms and it was delicious—not to brag.

After brunch Tony and I jumped into Trigger and took off to go run a few errands, in Kerrville. Our first stop was at the big Post Office and our second and last stop was at Home Depot. Then we came back home.

Late this afternoon, before I went over to the Lodge to go hiking with Kinky UPS delivered my new 2017 Roy Rogers Calendar and my purple, easy to use, Simple Stopwatch and I was more than thrilled.

Around 4:15, before hanging up my new calendar, I took this picture of my old 2016 Cow Abduction calendar, that sweet Eileen gave to me last year.

Then I replaced it with my Roy Calendar and of course, I totally love it. 

Then Tony opened up my pretty stopwatch, which is recommended for ages 5+ and I love
 it too, because I've been having to use my iPhone to time my hikes with Kinky. My iPhone stopwatch is just as simple to use as this one is, but I would prefer accidentally dropping my new, inexpensive Simple Stopwatch than my iPhone. 

And now as I finish writing this for tonight and before I go hiking with Kinky, one of my New Year resolutions I've made is to keep everything I do simple. And my new, Simple Stopwatch is only just the beginning.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Monday, January 2, 2017

Are You Serious?!

Today has been great, but not very eventful. This morning while Tony did his chores outside, I was inside doing ranch paperwork, etc.

When Tony came back inside, he told me some good news. "Gus has been adopted."

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"That nice telephone man that fixed our phone brought his family out, so he could show them Gus. And they are going to come back to adopt him, around the first week of February, because they have too much going on right now with their new house that they are building."

"That's great news."

"I know. And I wish that you could have met his wife and kids, too. Because his wife was as sweet as she could be and their kids were respectful and very nice, too.  Seriously, their kids actually said, "Yes sir and yes ma'am...."

Late this afternoon Kinky and I went for a much longer hike, because we didn't do it this morning, because Kinky overslept and so did we. And he too, was thrilled about Gus' future, fantastic adoption.
And that's about it for tonight, because I need to finish taking care of some more paperwork, before watching a movie.

Y'all take care and keep on laughing!

Sunday, January 1, 2017

Happy New Year And Peace On Earth!

Our holiday season was filled with love, fun and having too much for me to do, because it is my busiest time of the year for me, at the rescue ranch. There are so many great things for me to blog about our wonderful holiday season I don't know where to start.

I do apologize for not blogging much this past month and not keeping y'all up to date on things going on, at our rescue ranch, but I was too tired with all of the activities. So, I am going to skip it and just start with a clean slate for 2017. But, I am proud to report that Kinky and I are still walking daily, since I blogged about us vowing to do it.

Today has been great. This morning both Tony and I overslept, but that was actually good, because we both needed to recharge ourselves and it has worked.

I've spent most of the morning, thinking hard about my New Year's resolutions and I am still pretty much undecided, because they require a lot of will-power which right now is at an all-time low. So I plan to wait a few more days when things settle down here, at the rescue ranch.

It is now 1:30, in the afternoon and I am still in my pajamas and walking around in my converted, leather moccasins, that Aaron so kindly made for me, several weeks ago. And I will not go outside, because I have a bad case of cedar-fever, again.

I fear that my nose might fall off, because I've been sneezing non-stop. It seems  that if I'm not sneezing, I am coughing non-stop, because I've just packed my nose with more Vick's Vapor Rub, again. It's a no-win situation for people living, in the beautiful Texas Hill Country and we just have to deal with it.

 Anyway, Tony and I are watching the Dallas Cowboys and Eagles game and the score right now is: Dallas 10 —Eagles 10 and y'all can guess which team we are pulling for.

It's 2:00 right now and the score is Dallas 13 — Eagles 10, so I've just decided to take a 45 minute break, from the football game and get in a little exercise. So, I'm fix'in to go walk 4 Fast Miles with Leslie Samson, so I can help get rid of some more of the remaining, dried-on glue, that remains on the bottom soles of my leather moccasins and also because I seriously need the exercise.

So, as I finish writing this I want to wish everyone a Happy New Year and Peace On Earth.

Y'all take care and keep on laughing— even though the Eagles just scored another touchdown!