Empty Glass!

I'm sorry for not writing for so long, but I have an excuse—I've been pretty depressed. But knock-on-wood I am started to see the light at the end of the tunnel and I am feeling much better. But then again—it is early.

Also my other excuse for not writing lately is that I've become addicted to solving jigsaw puzzles, on my iPad and I am blaming my sweet sister Cindy for that new habit.

I've been trying to curb my addiction to these fun puzzles by playing solitaire, on my lap top, so now I have two addictions, jigsaw puzzles and solitaire, that I never had before all of this mess with that horrible virus.

Anyway, I am seriously thinking about starting a program that I've named JPSA (Jigsaw Puzzle Solvers Anonymous) and I will let y'all know when I open the first JPSA chapter in Medina. But remember it is anonymous, so I will not be able to reveal names or the secret location.

A few days ago while I was sewing my costume for me to wear in Jay Pennington's & Gerry Olert's upcoming Short Western—Vinegar To Honey, Tony came inside The Cabin and he was mad, and he said, "Last night something happened to all of my hummingbird feeders. They were emptied and completely dry this morning and I filled them up last night, before dark....I am going to move our game cameras and hope to find out what happened or who did it...."

While Tony was outside moving the cameras—I finished sewing my outfit for the movie. Knowing  that I had to make my costume look old, ragged and dirty-looking, because of the character that I am playing I pondered how to distress my outfit.

I thought about spilling coffee on it, making a mud puddle outside and soaking it in the mud, etc., but I wasn't wild about either one of these ideas, so I pondered a little longer.

Then I had a light bulb moment and I knew exactly how to make my costume look old and tattered—I would drag the garments on the floor, because it is always dusty and covered in dog hair! And it worked!

Anyway, as I was dragging my skirt around the big room's floor Tony walked inside, and he asked, "What are you doing! Is Hazle dead?" And after I explained to him why I was dragging my clothes around on the floor Tony thought I was brilliant. I think?

Yesterday Tony downloaded the pictures from his game cameras and he found out why his hummingbird feeders were emptied and who had done it. Here are four game pictures and I've titled them—An Empty Glass. Because I love Gary Stewart's song Empty Glass.

FYI: The night before Tony "set his trap" and he intentionally emptied his feeders, and hung them back up, so later when Mr. R showed up it explains why he looks confounded as to why they were already empty.

Before I finish writing this tonight, so I can get back to solving another jigsaw puzzle, The Mineral Man sent me this YouTube link to enjoy and to refresh my memory. It is one of Gerry Olert's fabulous videos that he filmed at the Utopia Animal Rescue Ranch and at our last fundraiser held in April 2014. And I enjoyed watching it. So, please click here to enjoy it.

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

Best Buns In Town!

Today has been great and so has everyday since my last post. I've been very busy working, going on a couple of all day trips and writing.

This past Wednesday Tony and I went to visit our dear friend Jan, at her awesome horse rescue sanctuary, in Mountain Home and I fell in love with all of her beautiful rescued horses, cats, dogs, donkeys, and an adorable outlaw hog, etc.

Yesterday I went with Carol, to Bulverde, to visit one of my favorite people—her sweet sister Carla.

I loved getting to visit with Carla and her beautiful family. And while I was there I fell in love with their sweet cat, who dared anyone to remove him from Carla's lap.

I spent this morning writing non-stop and this afternoon, after lunch, I was writing and I thought my worldly travels were over, but we needed to go to Kerrville to pick up supplies at the big H-E-B store on Main Street. So I had to quit writing. Dang.

I didn't want to quit writing, because I only have about ten more pages to write before finishing my book.

Anyway, I had just written this scene where Tony, Chet and Randy rode the horses to the bottom of a butte, in Terlingua, in hopes of rescuing Carol and me, but instead they were captured by aliens. Here is a peak of what I had written:

"At 3:33 to be exact, this blinding light, high above the butte, beamed down on the three cowboys, from this huge flying saucer and it created a wide circle around the three men. The drenching rain instantly stopped, inside this brightly lit ring and neither Tony, Chet or Randy could talk or move. It was like they were paralyzed or frozen in time. Then the beam of light went out and the men were gone and so was the spaceship."

I was disappointed that I had to quit writing right then, because I was trying to decide if or when the men are returned to Earth and if they would be stripped of all of their cowboy clothes, except for their underwear and socks, because aliens LOVE everything cowboy—especially the cowboy hats, Wrangers, buckles, belts and cowboy boots.

So, I daydreamed all of the way to Kerrville, as Tony drove Trigger to the big H-E-B, but I still hadn't made a decision about what will happen to Tony and his search party. Will they return to Earth or not?

After we left the grocery store we went down Main Street and Tony parked Trigger in front of the Wild Birds Unlimited store, because we wanted to visit with our friends: Marguerite and Linda & Kevin Pillow, the friendly owners.

When we walked inside the store all of our dear friends greeted us and then sweet Marguerite ran over and gave me a big hug.

I love Marguerite so much and after the hugs she and I immediately started catching up with each others news. And we mainly talked about our dogs, cats and her birds and I did make a point to brag that Little Debbie and I are going to be actresses in Jay Pennington's and Gerry Olert's upcoming Short Western—Vinegar to Honey.

While Marguerite was telling me about one of her dogs that she had adopted from our rescue ranch, I couldn't help but notice that Linda had come away from the counter and she had started decorating a display near us. I teased Linda, and said, "Linda, you're not fooling me. You do this every time I come in here, because you know I will buy whatever you display."

And we had a good laugh about it and yes, I did end up buying one of the coolest bunnies on her newest display and I told Tony that it was his Valentine gift for me. Bottom   Line: This is the second bunny that I  have purchased from Linda & Kevin's awesome store, because I LOVE bunnies and they have the best buns in town!

When Tony and I got back home and after we had put up the groceries I pulled my bunny out of the Wild Birds Unlimited sack and I could not quit admiring it.

Here is a picture of the first bunny I purchased from Wild Birds Unlimited. It is made of wood and wrapped inside a metal strip. And it always gets noticed when we have friends over.

And here is Tony's shiny bunny Valentine gift for me that I LOVE so much!

As I finish writing this, because I love my new bunny so much, I've decided that Tony, Randy and Chet will definitely be returned to Earth, but that is all that I am saying about it. But wouldn't it be cool if these aliens that captured them—looked like rabbits? And that is all the men can remember about their abduction?

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

Sir? Yes You!

Today has been great. Actually it has been more than great, because this morning I received an exciting e-mail from our dear friend Jay Pennington, the writer, director and actor in Smile. And his note has made this the best Christmas present that I've ever received.

I know, and you probably know by now, that I can easily get excited about all kinds of things. But let me just say Jay's unexpected news didn't just get me all excited—it nearly caused me to wet my pants or even worse, because I was not expecting this could possibly happen. But I am so glad that it is going to happen.

Now you may be asking yourself, "What in the heck did Jay write to cause all of this? We already know that Cousin Nancy is going to be an actress in Jay & Gerry Olert's next short Western movie, Vinegar to Honey."

So here is clue. Imagine that you're at the Academy Awards or at home watching the Oscars being handed out, when the MC finally says, "And the Best Supporting Actress for a short Western movie goes to—Little Debbie! And the audience roars with applause and approval and they all stand up, as the orchestra starts playing the Vinegar to Honey soundtrack.

In fact (or fiction) at this awards event, I pass out when they call out Little Debbie's name, because I had hoped that it might be me that gets the award. Because I am great at playing a crazy old lady.

So Tony thinking-fast pulls my cowboy hat down, over my face, takes Little Debbie out of my arms and they go up on stage to accept Little Debbie's Best Supporting Actress Oscar.

And I was still passed out, when Tony told Little Debbie's adoring fans, "Little Debbie wasn't expecting to receive this award, but Nance was and I am sure that she'll be okay in a little while. She faints all of the time. Sir? Yes you. Would you mind putting Nancy's cowboy hat back over her face? Thank you."

Then the music starts playing softly, in the background, to speed up Little Debbie's/Tony's acceptance speech. "Little Debbie wants to thank Jay Pennington and Gerry Olert and the entire awesome cast of Vinegar to Honey for making this happen. She thanks you." Then a pretty woman walks up to them and escorts them safely backstage, so they can attend the parties.

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