Granny's gone and done it again

Well, it's a holiday here in Utah. Pioneer Day. Parade. Booths. Carnival. Rodeo. Going to be 101 today. I'll be staying in cooler places. I did the booths last year. I actually did find a Christmas idea for Bronwyn. A booth that had material and or blankets already made. Found a real cute Harry Potter material. She made the cutest blanket. Not going this year. I just can't handle the heat.
Today is Bronwyn's birthday. She is now 30. The kids start wondering where the time
went when they hit 30. Just wait, it goes even faster from then on.
They're going to a play for her birthday. She loves them.
Resting up, trying to think if I want to make this holiday spectacular by going to big Wally World. šŸ˜„
 
Warning, ugly pic coming up, but Granny asked for it, so ...

no updated picture? Did you ever hear about your blood work? Gnight
To follow .....
I just cant hold that much liquid!
Silly girl, they don't expect you to HOLD it!

Okay, here's what my leg looks like this morning. Looks like somebody went at it with a tire jack, lol! But I have decided it is just a weird allergic reaction to whatever bit me. All the redness is just in the skin though it looks like a big bruise. It has extended down to the poison ivy now.

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I think it is not as DARK red as it has been, it's starting to lighten up a bit. And no, I have not yet heard anything re my labs. If I don't hear anything by about noon, I will call them.

Time for chicken chores. Back in a bit!
 
Well, it's a holiday here in Utah. Pioneer Day. Parade. Booths. Carnival. Rodeo. Going to be 101 today. I'll be staying in cooler places. I did the booths last year. I actually did find a Christmas idea for Bronwyn. A booth that had material and or blankets already made. Found a real cute Harry Potter material. She made the cutest blanket. Not going this year. I just can't handle the heat.
Today is Bronwyn's birthday. She is now 30. The kids start wondering where the time
went when they hit 30. Just wait, it goes even faster from then on.
They're going to a play for her birthday. She loves them.
Resting up, trying to think if I want to make this holiday spectacular by going to big Wally World. šŸ˜„
Sounds like loads of fun but no way you would catch me in that heat!
 
Larry.
found this on FB. Thought you might get a kick out of it.
So sometime last year, around the middle of September, we declared that we were going to quit raising a garden after all, we were getting a little older. About the time that the snow started blowing through the air we got to talking about liking to have a good mess of scalded lettuce and onions so we decided that come spring we would sow a small lettuce bed and set a few onions. Sometime around January Kathy made me a sandwich with a tomato she had bought at the grocery store and after biting into that tomato I made the comment that maybe we could just plant a couple of plants, maybe one Mr. Stripy and a yellow one for sandwiches. She said "okay, we can handle that. Then the winds of March began and later, with a few days of warm weather, we decided that just a short row of green beans would be good, you know so we could have one good mess of tender garden-fresh green beans. Since there is nothing any better than coleslaw with green beans, we decided that it would be no trouble to have a couple of heads of cabbage fresh out of the garden. Then Kathy said "oh, you know, a few of those young potatoes would be so good with the beans" and I agreed. And crook necked squash, we just had to have a hill of those to fry, trouble of that is that you need at lease 4 hills so you can get enough mature ones at one time to have a mess. Corn, oh yeah, just a few hills of corn won't be much trouble. By this time, we had been by and stopped at Surber and Son, The Farm Bureau, Rural King and Walkers Green house. So now we have a few little packets of seeds and an assortment of plants that we wanted to try just see what they tasted like. We had chocolate tommy toes, Cherokee Purple tomatoes, some seeds that her sister gave her, a few that my mom had saved for years. When you have lived this way all your life, like me, there is no quitting, it is in the blood. The tractor, oh, I bought it in the middle of all this mess this year, might need it next year!
 
Larry.
found this on FB. Thought you might get a kick out of it.
So sometime last year, around the middle of September, we declared that we were going to quit raising a garden after all, we were getting a little older. About the time that the snow started blowing through the air we got to talking about liking to have a good mess of scalded lettuce and onions so we decided that come spring we would sow a small lettuce bed and set a few onions. Sometime around January Kathy made me a sandwich with a tomato she had bought at the grocery store and after biting into that tomato I made the comment that maybe we could just plant a couple of plants, maybe one Mr. Stripy and a yellow one for sandwiches. She said "okay, we can handle that. Then the winds of March began and later, with a few days of warm weather, we decided that just a short row of green beans would be good, you know so we could have one good mess of tender garden-fresh green beans. Since there is nothing any better than coleslaw with green beans, we decided that it would be no trouble to have a couple of heads of cabbage fresh out of the garden. Then Kathy said "oh, you know, a few of those young potatoes would be so good with the beans" and I agreed. And crook necked squash, we just had to have a hill of those to fry, trouble of that is that you need at lease 4 hills so you can get enough mature ones at one time to have a mess. Corn, oh yeah, just a few hills of corn won't be much trouble. By this time, we had been by and stopped at Surber and Son, The Farm Bureau, Rural King and Walkers Green house. So now we have a few little packets of seeds and an assortment of plants that we wanted to try just see what they tasted like. We had chocolate tommy toes, Cherokee Purple tomatoes, some seeds that her sister gave her, a few that my mom had saved for years. When you have lived this way all your life, like me, there is no quitting, it is in the blood. The tractor, oh, I bought it in the middle of all this mess this year, might need it next year!
So true, just like collecting chickens.
 

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