Texas

[bnjrob]

Not yet were waiting till we get our texas cdl's before we get them... Waiting on our finger prints to come back... We both have hazmat endorsements...

Seems to take about two months from time of applying online to getting permit in the mail. You can take the class and then you have I think 6 months from the time the class is taken in order to apply for concealed carry.

 

[bnjrob]

Newest addition to our family! Ain't she adorable!

yep,she's sweet. Love animals.

 

[uglychickens]

Seems to take about two months from time of applying online to getting permit in the mail.  You can take the class and then you have I think 6 months from the time the class is taken in order to apply for concealed carry.

We have to have our texas id first tho... And sence we both have to transfer our license anyway were doing that... Per CDL rules we can't have another even non driving ID in another state so we got to tranfer! I don't know why that is it kinda makes us feel like they are saying were the ones that blew up the buildings!

 

[LBejaran]

Ha ha - she probably would have loved a picture of you wearing at least the hat.

Society/media has made people think they should be afraid of guns and people with guns and people should feel guilty for having them. My grandfather was a working cowboy when he was young and my great-grand parents were country people too. But my mother was terrified of guns so I didn't grow up with them. Hubby and I have reverted back to our roots though, and like you, we are more homestead-y people now. To us, guns are useful tools. It has surprised me the number of people embracing guns as tools and a way of life in a way that I had never seen as a kid. Met a lady at local Home Depot and started talking about decent shooting ranges in the area etc. Go to a gun show and it's normal every day people there. I think the news wants everyone to think that people with guns are all psychos.

It's a good thing to see more people getting "back to the land" so to speak, even city dwellers with backyard chicken pets and a few tomatoes plants. Gotta start somewhere.

Well, it wasn't social media that frightened me (I'm a 90s baby and I'm pretty sure proper websites didn't even exist then, haha). It's the place I grew up. The fact that I own chickens and am starting a compost pile is totally beyond what my upbringing would support. I grew up in this little ghetto neighborhood where across the street some dude would threaten his girlfriend with a gun to the face and my mom would make us run inside and stay there until the cops came. At this point in time, I didn't even know what guns were. When I learned about guns in elementary school (thank you, Family Matters), it just didn't seem like something that was necessary for where we lived. If we had a gun where we lived and someone found out, it would make the cholos believe we had something worth protecting. Not good for a family with five little kids.

Once we moved out here onto our little 1/2 acre, I didn't mind weaponry as much. We got a bow and practiced with that for fun and I occasionally purchase cheap knives for throwing, but guns were never really my thing. I know my older and younger sister liked BB guns, but I never got into it. Now, though, it feels like something I could own and use responsibly.

I'm kind of proud of myself for getting back to the land when I don't even remember having a proper amount of land in the first place. It was very different when I started realizing that I could fall into a routine with the chickens and turkeys and quail and ducks and still enjoy myself everyday. Now, I find myself just watching my babies and it's very different from what I did when I was younger. I'm hoping to continue this thing even when I move out of my parents' house and get my own place. Even if I live in this little cracker box of an apartment, I hope I can at least own quail (and invade my parents' yard when they realize that they don't know how the hell I managed an entire flock by myself, haha!).

 

[jockeyeba]

RIP Cibolo
Our 30+ lb. Maine Coon cross died last night at 11 years old

 

[LBejaran]

RIP Cibolo
Our 30+ lb. Maine Coon cross died last night at 11 years old

I'm sorry. He looks like a beautiful cat...and huge! I bet he was a lovely pet.

 

[jajeanpierre]

So very sorry for your loss, jockeyeba.

 

[bnjrob]

RIP Cibolo
Our 30+ lb. Maine Coon cross died last night at 11 years old

 

[bnjrob]

Well, it wasn't social media that frightened me (I'm a 90s baby and I'm pretty sure proper websites didn't even exist then, haha). It's the place I grew up. The fact that I own chickens and am starting a compost pile is totally beyond what my upbringing would support. I grew up in this little ghetto neighborhood where across the street some dude would threaten his girlfriend with a gun to the face and my mom would make us run inside and stay there until the cops came. At this point in time, I didn't even know what guns were. When I learned about guns in elementary school (thank you, Family Matters), it just didn't seem like something that was necessary for where we lived. If we had a gun where we lived and someone found out, it would make the cholos believe we had something worth protecting. Not good for a family with five little kids. Which is why many people keep quiet about owning any kind of weapon - so they won't be a target but can still protect themselves

Once we moved out here onto our little 1/2 acre, I didn't mind weaponry as much. We got a bow and practiced with that for fun and I occasionally purchase cheap knives for throwing, but guns were never really my thing. I know my older and younger sister liked BB guns, but I never got into it. Now, though, it feels like something I could own and use responsibly.

I'm kind of proud of myself for getting back to the land when I don't even remember having a proper amount of land in the first place. It was very different when I started realizing that I could fall into a routine with the chickens and turkeys and quail and ducks and still enjoy myself everyday. Now, I find myself just watching my babies and it's very different from what I did when I was younger. I'm hoping to continue this thing even when I move out of my parents' house and get my own place. Even if I live in this little cracker box of an apartment, I hope I can at least own quail (and invade my parents' yard when they realize that they don't know how the hell I managed an entire flock by myself, haha!). Always interesting to look back and see how you've changed over the years. Something to be proud of.

 

[CatKai]

RIP Cibolo
Our 30+ lb. Maine Coon cross died last night at 11 years old