Saturday, September 27, 2008

Coffee time on Saturday

I got up late today, about 6 am, but did get the morning chores done in time to spend a little coffee time on the computer and this blog practicing.

I'm not as good as the Bus, Longrooffan, 8thouta10 or Jason, but will learn. Steph is a good teacher. But we laughed so hard last night we were crying. Bus remember when Dad got his first computer and we would spend quite a bit of time helping him. "Just make it get where I want to be" was one of Dad's phrases. My first time with blogging, "Angel" was next to me, and I came out with "just get me where I want to be"......... looked at each other and said "Thanks Bob Lee". Good memory. Like Father like Son.

This is the Bus, learning how to move piles of horse and cow and bull ......... so he will make a better politician. I let him practice on gravel so I wouldn't have too big of a mess here at the farm. Notice the mini tractor, it's bigger than BBB's, but is perfect for our mini farm.

Was practicing adding pictures.

The Jeep junkie has a post on his blog 8thoutof10 (linked thru our chicken coup) and he talks about all the exotic animals they have in Florida. One he seems to ..... well his bride seems to dislike. ... geckos.

But hey .... the Jeep junkie and longrooffan are long term blue hair wantabees, anyone who lives in Florida most of the year but yearns to be in MO can be called a blue hair wantabee. Gotcha Jeep and Longrooffan. BBB is already over the hill, so he don't count. #s 4,5 and 10 don't count - they get to dye their hair.

But: them geckos are good luck, when we lived in Guam and Hawaii they would eat the cockroaches and other bugs that wanted to live in our house. Of course we didn't have over grown cockroaches like they do in Florida.

We even have them here at the farm, although ours are only miniature sized, not big 2 inchers.but then,

We just ignore some of those weird sounds, after all, dogs are presently running and growling at each other - just playing- cows are happy, except the weaned ones who are bawling, horses are grazing, big cows are contently chewing the cud, Barngoddess1 is in the hot tub, and I am on the computer making lots of noise with the keyboard.

Speaking of keyboard noise: I spent quite a few years in the Navy, first with the Marine Infantry and then submarines, I seem to have a hearing loss. Not a big problem, just like Dad, I had learned to read lips and got by without too much trouble. About a year ago, one of the Hearing Docs at work had to interact with me on a project. We got thru the project, but I found myself in an Audio Booth getting a hearing test, yep, can't hear much of anything.

Now I enjoyed that not hearing much of anything, watching TV I could just ignore the policital ads and not hear them.... sometimes helpfull, but TV was too loud at other times. So like my Dad before me, I was issued a pair of hearing aids.

WOW WOW I didn't know there was music in elevators, I didn't know that my little mule (F250 diesel super duty) made so much noise, AND I didn't know that when you type on a computer keyboard, it makes a bunch of noise, clicking, clacking, etc.

So now when I type a lot, guess what, hearing aids stay in their case. The other thing about having these fancy hearing aids, I can have them in, but can turn them off. That is the greatest invention since Adam and Eve. Now when I am tired of listening, I just turn them off and take a siesta.

Of course if I really want a siesta, I turn the aids off, take off my glasses, can't see anything, can't hear anything, nap time. I guess I am just getting older. Longroof got me the other week, I had to put my glasses on so I could hear him on the phone. Haven't figured that one out yet????

This started as an answer to Jeep Junkie and his gecko, and now twenty minutes later, I'd better hang up my keyboard, and start the process of getting the team into the trailer and the little mule and trailer (I'll include a pictures of them someday) and head to town for the annual Apple Fest parade.

Thanks again to my Daughter, "Angel", for taking the time to set up this blog, and teach the old man how to use it. Too bad we didn't have this 6 to 7 years ago, Dad would have had a hayday, writing all day long. Good memories stay with us.
Love ya Mom and Dad, hope you are enjoying being together.


The Horse-farmer

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