August 7, 2013

• Let There Be Cast Iron

   

  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.

  

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