We really didn't do anything with the grandkids. I did get to give them the ceramics they made, and we had supper with the eldest sons' family. Son cooked. Plus I gave the kids their quilts.
Granny's gone and done it again
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You should go to the ER if bp is very high. Can cause some nasty problems.
That happens here all the time.
Hello everyone lol
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George Richard Chamberlain (March 31, 1934 – March 29, 2025)
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A woman hired a contractor to repaint the inside of her house. As they walked through the second floor, she pointed out the colors she wanted for each room.
In the first room, she said, “I think I’d like this in a nice cream color.”
The contractor jotted it down, walked over to the window, opened it, and shouted, “Green side up!” Then, he calmly closed the window and followed her to the next room.
A little puzzled, the woman continued. “For this room, I’m thinking of an off-blue shade.”
Again, the contractor took notes, went to the window, opened it, and yelled, “Green side up!” before shutting it and moving on.
Now, she was really curious, but she didn’t say anything just yet.
In the next room, she said, “I’d like a soft rose color here.”
And once more, the contractor opened the window and shouted, “Green side up!”
Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer. “Why do you keep yelling ‘Green side up’ out my window every time I pick a color?”
The contractor chuckled and said, “Oh, I’ve got a crew of blondes laying sod across the street.”
In the first room, she said, “I think I’d like this in a nice cream color.”
The contractor jotted it down, walked over to the window, opened it, and shouted, “Green side up!” Then, he calmly closed the window and followed her to the next room.
A little puzzled, the woman continued. “For this room, I’m thinking of an off-blue shade.”
Again, the contractor took notes, went to the window, opened it, and yelled, “Green side up!” before shutting it and moving on.
Now, she was really curious, but she didn’t say anything just yet.
In the next room, she said, “I’d like a soft rose color here.”
And once more, the contractor opened the window and shouted, “Green side up!”
Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer. “Why do you keep yelling ‘Green side up’ out my window every time I pick a color?”
The contractor chuckled and said, “Oh, I’ve got a crew of blondes laying sod across the street.”
I heard that joke in the mid 60's while living in the Detroit, MI suburbs and it wasn't blondes in that version.....
It's only 4:50 but it's almost completely dark out. It's raining, windy, there's almost constant rolling thunder and lightning. The chickens are huddled under the carport. We're under a tornado watch, but not yet a warning. It's weird-looking out there. The sky is yellowy-gray.
Finally decided on Texas Roadhouse LOL
Long story but a good one.
On Wednesday the 18th we had a 5 week old bull calf disappear from the field. No trace of what happened or where he went. His mother balled for him for two days to no avail. On Saturday when we checked the cows his mother ran around the field bawling and we followed her (they usually know where to look and will tip you off if you watch them) however she stopped in the field and appeared to start grazing again. We kept driving checking other areas. We walked every fence row and checked every brush pile, no luck. We began to assume that coyotes had carried him off. I found it hard to believe that a 40-50 pound coyote would carry off a 150 pound calf and not leave a trace. So each time I would check the cows I would look for that calf. However, New calves were being born and life was moving on as we came to grips with the idea that the calf was not coming back. Well, this morning when I checked on the cows I happened to drive through the area where his mother was “grazing” on Saturday and noticed what I thought was a huge groundhog hole. It was so big I backed up to see how deep the hole was and I noticed something moving in the bottom. I parked the tractor and got off to take a closer look. Well, after 8 days, I had found that calf! He was 8 feet deep in a sink hole in the middle of the pasture field. His mother was not grazing on Saturday, but trying to show us where her baby was! So I made a quick phone call for reinforcements, 20 minutes later David Witt arrived with ropes, a shovel, and a ladder! I opened the hole wider and put the ladder down in it. I climbed in with the calf and slipped a rope around his chest. We had planned to tube feed him with electrolytes but he had so much energy we decided to just get him out of the hole. I lifted him as high as I was able and David pulled him the rest of the way with the rope. As soon as the calf got to the opening of the hole he began flailing trying to climb out and kicked me in the side of my head. By the time I got out of the hole the calf had slipped out of the rope and was chasing the herd across the pasture trying to nurse any cow that would stand still! He finally found his mother who wasn’t 100% sure she wanted him to nurse. However, once he got ahold of her udder he wasn’t letting go. Her bag was swollen from 8 days without a calf nursing but in less than 10 minutes it was empty and tight up against her belly. The calf had a huge milk mustache and his mother warmed up to him quickly. She began to bawl with excitement and used her chin to hold him against her like she was hugging him. It was clear she was grateful to have him back! We were also grateful and amazed to have him back. I have prayed many prayers in the past week for the calf’s safe return.
On Wednesday the 18th we had a 5 week old bull calf disappear from the field. No trace of what happened or where he went. His mother balled for him for two days to no avail. On Saturday when we checked the cows his mother ran around the field bawling and we followed her (they usually know where to look and will tip you off if you watch them) however she stopped in the field and appeared to start grazing again. We kept driving checking other areas. We walked every fence row and checked every brush pile, no luck. We began to assume that coyotes had carried him off. I found it hard to believe that a 40-50 pound coyote would carry off a 150 pound calf and not leave a trace. So each time I would check the cows I would look for that calf. However, New calves were being born and life was moving on as we came to grips with the idea that the calf was not coming back. Well, this morning when I checked on the cows I happened to drive through the area where his mother was “grazing” on Saturday and noticed what I thought was a huge groundhog hole. It was so big I backed up to see how deep the hole was and I noticed something moving in the bottom. I parked the tractor and got off to take a closer look. Well, after 8 days, I had found that calf! He was 8 feet deep in a sink hole in the middle of the pasture field. His mother was not grazing on Saturday, but trying to show us where her baby was! So I made a quick phone call for reinforcements, 20 minutes later David Witt arrived with ropes, a shovel, and a ladder! I opened the hole wider and put the ladder down in it. I climbed in with the calf and slipped a rope around his chest. We had planned to tube feed him with electrolytes but he had so much energy we decided to just get him out of the hole. I lifted him as high as I was able and David pulled him the rest of the way with the rope. As soon as the calf got to the opening of the hole he began flailing trying to climb out and kicked me in the side of my head. By the time I got out of the hole the calf had slipped out of the rope and was chasing the herd across the pasture trying to nurse any cow that would stand still! He finally found his mother who wasn’t 100% sure she wanted him to nurse. However, once he got ahold of her udder he wasn’t letting go. Her bag was swollen from 8 days without a calf nursing but in less than 10 minutes it was empty and tight up against her belly. The calf had a huge milk mustache and his mother warmed up to him quickly. She began to bawl with excitement and used her chin to hold him against her like she was hugging him. It was clear she was grateful to have him back! We were also grateful and amazed to have him back. I have prayed many prayers in the past week for the calf’s safe return.
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