This is a new thing for me
this lounging to the roar of the john deere

I take it all in
the hum
the sky
the glories of cut grass

seriously,
is there anything more dizzy
than the smell of green

yes, I could get used to this
side of mowing

it’s always been therapy
the noise
deafening the uglies in my head

but, like all things
change is here, and
releasing must take place
lest my knees be permanently grass stained

let go or be drug, dragged?
who cares

during my lounging
I found myself smiling at the sun
you know, big toothy grin smile

who freaking smiles at the sun

he was feeling giddy, the sun
eighties in August just doesn’t happen
in this red barren land

I drink it in
all this lush green
like a smoothie for the soul

#23 grass
anvilsandedelweiss august scavenger hunt

anyway, seems I may not be dying. for the last few days I have not been able to partake of fortification
haha,
made myself laugh
my meds ran out, as well as my doctor and I have yet to switch to another one since we will be moving
so I thought I could just temporarily use an over the counter for a couple of months. seems I can’t take pill for pill. my hunky researched and discovered I need to take four to one.

it’s after 5pm and I have not been wincing in pain,
nor tossed my tostada. *happy sigh*

 

Lucy is on roller skates delivering jars of homemade salad dressing with a shopping cart.  And Ricky stands on the side shaking his head.  She never fails to make me laugh.  Even after all these years. 

I think Ricky and my Hunky have a lot in common.  Though I do believe I have slowed down a bit, I still keep him on his toes.  I say it’s a good thing.

My Skillet: Rise dvd came in the mail today.  Unwrapped and shoved into the same box as the vacuum cleaner I ordered.  The cover is cracked, but so am I, so it’s all good.

I picked some sweet peppers, tomatoes, onions and cayenne peppers this morning.  Pico de gallo will be waiting for my Hunky when he returns.  I am loving my redneck garden beds, but I do think they need to be deeper for my sweet peppers.  My plants are not able to grow as tall and full, though they are still producing good fruit. 

I had one lone tomato plant reseed itself in the ground beds from last year. I have never had that happen before.  Beautiful plant and the fruit is looking good.  Ah, the glory of nature.

I had a sweet online talk with one of my daughters last night. She is a second year apprentice for an equine/camp program.  They are facing the challenge of replacing the hay and buildings they lost after a summer volunteer purposefully set three of the barns on fire.  All of the horses were out to pasture, but the small animals were in the Critter Corral barn and burned to death.  Makes me dizzy to think about it.

Our youngest son is working at Ransom Wind Ranch in western Oklahoma that was born out of this particular program.  He will get to travel with Lew Sterrett on a trial basis to see if he is a good fit. This is a freaking awesome opportunity! 

On another happy note, the potential buyers found the extra funds they need for closing costs/down payment and have signed our counter offer.  We have signed the offer paperwork for the downsizing property near Tulsa.  If they accept, we will close September 23rd. 

I am happy.  I can feel her giddiness.  She adores this place.  This is a good thing.

And I am excited for the next leg of the journey.  The drop in mortgage, will allow us to hire a lawn service, which will free up so much of my Hunky’s time.  We have a lot of fence line to care for and my ocd likes it clean.  With all of our boys out of the house now, it’s just too hard to keep up.  Me and my weak-kneed self can now only handle the riding mower and there are days even that is more than I can handle.  

If the buyers want to keep my horses, then they will stay here.  Yes, we’ve been down this boo-hoo road before. Lots of tears, but I do believe they will be happier here with plenty of room to graze.  If not, then I will take it they are to remain with me.  I will be okay.  I will be okay.  I will be okay.

I am so looking forward to customizing the kennel by adding play yards, heat/air, doggie wash station.

The hen house.  *giddiness*

The red shop building is already insulated and has an office.  I have plans, but I am not sharing them yet.

And that pool.  Here in Oklahoma, we should easily be able to take a few dips before October.  At the very least, I can sit on the side and dip my toes while cabana boy brings me a fruity drink.  Okay, no cabana boy.  Maybe I can talk Cactus Jack into being my cabana boy.

We have an offer for Watering Hole Ranch waiting on our realtor’s desk.

He’s not in the office yet, so we do not know if it is anything close to what we need to make a deal.

These are the folks who have wanted the ranch all along,
but they have been unable to sell their house.

She would call and check in on the status of WHR every now and then,

She even cried when we sold it awhile back.

She was ecstatic then the deal fell through and saw that we had put it back on the market.

THIS is who I want to live here in this glorious place.

Someone who loves it as much as I do.

I find it funny she works in a veterinarian office.

She must be an indigo soul like me.

It would explain the tears she has for this place.

This glorious place.

I will update you when I know more.

Thank you for listening and holding my hand through this never-ending, glorious thing called life. 

edit: We got the offer. 

Forty thousand less than the asking price.  (!!!)

We gave them our bottom price we need to cover the loan and realtor fee adding in furniture options. 

More waiting.

Maybe I should have thrown in a chihuahua.

What’s something you’ve been waiting for?

I didn’t have any blackberry brandy to pour into my mason jar,
but broke out a bottle of my best Boost.  Party on, rockstars.

What was the last thing you put in your mouth? Crushed ice. I have addiction issues.

Have you ever kissed anyone named Matthew? No, but if my Hunky changes his name to Matthew, that’s good enough reason to go smooch on him.

Where was your profile picture taken? In our northeast pasture.

Can you play guitar hero? No, but I play a mean air cello to Skillet.

Name someone that made you laugh today?  My Hunky.  He text’d our son who hates to be stood up and was a no-show at the restaurant, Imma do me. Imma feed my belly.

How late did you stay up last night and why?  9pm.  I go to bed with the chickens chihuahuas.

If you could move somewhere else, would you? I can move somewhere else.  But, the desert will have to wait until my desire for it can out weight my maternal guilt.
 
Ever been kissed under fireworks? No, but kissing my Hunky sure can set the Oklahoma sky ablaze.

Which of your friends lives closest to you? The xanga friend who lives closest to me is @bohemianlotus. She is about an hour and a half away and WE HAVE YET TO MEET. Though, we did come close to meeting at a dog rescue fundraising event.

Do you believe ex’s can be friends? Probably, but they make better insurance beneficiaries.

How do you feel about Dr Pepper? Warm and fuzzy. Reminds me of my friend Christie. She always had a cooler full when we went to the rodeos. 

When was the last time you cried really hard? Yesterday. Crohns had me feeling tied down and useless.

Where are you right now? In my room with the chihuahuas.

What bed did you sleep in last night? My bed of death.

What was the last thing someone bought for you for dinner? A grilled bean burrito.  Viva la frijoles!
 
Who took your profile picture? A drunken monkey. (me)

Who was the last person you took a picture of? Do laughing chihuahuas count as peoples?

Was yesterday better than today? Not in the physical realm.

Can you live a day without TV?  We don’t have tv.  We only watch it when we have weekend getaways at the hotel.

Are you mad about anything? Irrational guilt. Crohns disease. Child and animal abuse.

Are you upset about anything? Watching someone I love struggle with mental illness.

Do you think relationships are ever really worth it? Why else are we here other than to relate to one another.

Are you a bad influence? Only to my Hunky. Sometimes I make him say naughty words. I think that’s why he married me.

Night out or night in? Considering I cannot EVER keep my eyes open beyond 9pm, a night in.  I was quite the party when my friends would drag the strip.  I would be asleep in the backseat and people thought I was passed out drunk. Oh the wild life of an anemic girl.

What items could you not go without during the day? A flushing toilet and my aloe toilet paper.

Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? The guy who stuck an iv in me and tried to make my heart explode. Maybe I should have brought him flowers.

What does the last text message in your inbox say? I have a flip phone and have never sent a text.  Fancy high-tech girl.

How do you feel about your life right now? Despite the crohns, life is still pretty glorious.

Do you hate anyone? I don’t think so. But, I do get a bit riled at the mention of a name or two.  But, I am working through my Yosemite Sam emotions.

If we were to look in your xanga inbox, what would we find? saintvi surveys.

Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass? Could I actually pee in the cup, might be the better question.

Has anyone ever called you perfect before? Yes. I have found the people that put you up on the pedestal, are the first to stone you. I make sure to let folks know I fart. And that it does indeed stink.
 
What song is stuck in your head? The I Love Lucy theme.

Someone knocks on your window at 2am, who do you want it to be? It better be the Publisher’s Clearing House team with that freaking huge check. Otherwise, I am letting loose the hounds and whipping out the wasp spray.

Wanna have grandkids before you’re 50? I got that honor at the age of 45. 

Name something you have to do tomorrow? Buy 60lbs of dog food and kick my son out of the house. 

Do you think too much or too little? My ocd brain hits tilt every now and then.

Do you smile a lot? Enough to make the Walmart peoples nervous.

Who was your last missed call on your Mobile phone? My phone is dead and buried in the bottom of my purse.  

Is there something you always wear? My heart on my sleeve.  And those imaginary woodland fairy flowers.

What were you doing 30 minutes ago? What I am always doing thirty minutes ago, praying I make it to the toilet.

Did you have an exciting last weekend? We had a showing on our ranch. They were here for more than two hours.  They are working on getting financing.  Waiting on an offer.  *crickets chirping*

Have you ever crawled through a window? I brought my rebellion right through the front door.

Have you ever dyed your hair? Does a clown wear a red wig?

Are you wearing a necklace? Yes, the one @chronic_masticator made for me.

Are you an emotional person? Empathic and capable of complete melt down to complete shut down.

What’s something that can always make you feel better? A hug from my red dun mare.

Will this weekend be a good one? We drop our youngest son off at a ranch for a new position making the nest empty again.  Party on, Hunky.

What do you want right now? Healing.

Have you ever worn the opposite sex’s clothing? I buy men’s shirts and rip the sleeves off.  Redneck fashionista.

Have you ever worked in a food place? I freaking rocked Taco Casa.  Used to make tacos in my sleep.

What’s on your schedule for tomorrow? Still kicking my son out.

Does anyone know your xanga password? My oldest daughter and @seedsower, but I doubt either one of them remember it. But, this could explain all the random Wild Woman footprints all over xanga while I am in the shower.

Let @saintvi know if you partake of her survey.
And don’t forget the mason jar.
At the very least, break out the red solo cups.