You know your a grandma when...
you catch yourself fixing breakfast of Froot Loops cereal and blackberries for grands #4 and #5 and you set out 3 bowls. One for #4, one for #5 and one for the pigs. You pick out the best, firmest blackberries for the grands, the mushy, icky berries for the pigs, and you look at the rest and think "Well, I guess, I get the okay-maybe sour berries. Shouldn't I be getting the juicy sweet berries? Pass the Raisin Bran." But then watching #4 and #5 eat their cereal and enjoy those berries made it all okay. #5's face and hands completely proved how much she enjoyed hers...She is one and looks like she has been stomping grapes or something. Aaahhh...they are done now so that means I am, too. Time for clean-up. Y'all have a great Sunday and stay safe out there. I hear that it's gonna be a hot one so plenty of water and sunscreen, y'all!
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Hello there!
Well, I've taken the leap from random thoughts and stories on FaceBook to blogging and have moved as many of my Piggy Tales as I could find over to "Pigs Say What?" so now what do I do? I can't hold a candle to "The Bloggess" (my hero - or should I say heroine?) or to "One Fabulous Mama" but I reckon that's okay. I'm just me and they are just them and that's what makes life interesting. I'll learn how to work blogger as I go and eventually be able to post pictures so you can actually see my little porkers and meet my grands. And rather than introduce myself to new folks, well, you'll get to know me as we go along. For now, I'll just say "good night...sleep tight, y'all!"
Piggy Tales 7/18/2914
Follow-up to the 'Skin-So-Soft Pig'.
Rosie's owie is healing up great. It's only a tiny little spot behind her ear now. Ok, so I used the Mercurochrome method - the Skin So Soft stung like hell for a little bit but it did it's job. It wasn't like I enjoyed it. And thanks to all my wonderful fans, uh friends, I meant friends, next time I know to use spray on stuff that doesn't burn ...or sting. But Rosie's ear has healed, she isn't mad at me anymore (thanks to about a dozen peaches), and I've learned that my fans, er friends, will call me out and set me straight. Keep it up...as Hillary once said "It takes a village." LOL
Rosie's owie is healing up great. It's only a tiny little spot behind her ear now. Ok, so I used the Mercurochrome method - the Skin So Soft stung like hell for a little bit but it did it's job. It wasn't like I enjoyed it. And thanks to all my wonderful fans, uh friends, I meant friends, next time I know to use spray on stuff that doesn't burn ...or sting. But Rosie's ear has healed, she isn't mad at me anymore (thanks to about a dozen peaches), and I've learned that my fans, er friends, will call me out and set me straight. Keep it up...as Hillary once said "It takes a village." LOL
Piggy Tales 7/14/2014
Two things that might weird you out about pigs. Their skin is amazingly like human skin. And gee whiz, pigs sure can hold a grudge. Okay, maybe the part that weirds you out is that I can link those two things together. But warning, if gnats and oozy, scabby things gross you out, well...
HA! that's the worst of it. You're okay from here on out.
So anyhoo...Rosie has a nasty scratch behind her right ear and the gnats are driving her crazy on it. And not letting it heal properly. She won't let me put ointment on it. Since pig skin is truly so close to human skin (it gets sun-burnt and it can be used for tattoo artists to train on), I knew I could put any human skin-protectant on her boo-boo to help it heal...but how? I sneak attacked her while she was eating and poured Skin-So-Soft on her owie. Boy oh boy did that make her mad! I guess it probably stung a little, too. For 3 meals, she wouldn't come eat while I was at the fence. She showed me her "mad face" (her butt) and smashed the pool to let the water run out so I had to do more work. Finally this morning, she gave in a little bit and came to the fence while I was there. But her ear is looking a good bit better.
Silly pig. It was for her own good.
Piggy Tales 7/9/2014
Your mission today, should you choose to accept it...take 3 minutes out of your busy schedule to "pause, see, appreciate".
The past couple mornings as I have breakfasted with Rosie and Bean (after the bug-made-me-stab-myself-in-the
off in the woods! And I heard Mom feeding her kitties on her porch.
Hearing was followed quickly by SEEING. So I slowly strolled around
Huppertz Holler. The Mimosa tree that came from Aunt Nita's house many years ago is in full bloom. The powderpuffs are beautiful. I want to paint them. And next to that is a Pin Oak. At least that's what Mom tells me it is. It was a stick when she stuck it in the ground in our yard 20 years ago and now it's so large that I can't get my arms around the trunk. How did that happen? When? And I can no longer see onto my brother and sis-in-law's back porch because the Cedars have grown so much. And how long has it been since the Canna Lillies tried to take over the corner of the yard near the septic drain line? LOL They were beautiful but boy, did they multiply! Then suddenly...POOF! they died out. As the glow of the sunrise turned to full sunshine over the treetops, I realized my time for reflection was coming to an end and I had to return to the daily grind. But I didn't feel so heavy now. I no longer dreaded going to work. I found my Happy Place. Find yours and Share a Smile today. It's free and it's contagious.
The past couple mornings as I have breakfasted with Rosie and Bean (after the bug-made-me-stab-myself-in-the
off in the woods! And I heard Mom feeding her kitties on her porch.
Hearing was followed quickly by SEEING. So I slowly strolled around
Huppertz Holler. The Mimosa tree that came from Aunt Nita's house many years ago is in full bloom. The powderpuffs are beautiful. I want to paint them. And next to that is a Pin Oak. At least that's what Mom tells me it is. It was a stick when she stuck it in the ground in our yard 20 years ago and now it's so large that I can't get my arms around the trunk. How did that happen? When? And I can no longer see onto my brother and sis-in-law's back porch because the Cedars have grown so much. And how long has it been since the Canna Lillies tried to take over the corner of the yard near the septic drain line? LOL They were beautiful but boy, did they multiply! Then suddenly...POOF! they died out. As the glow of the sunrise turned to full sunshine over the treetops, I realized my time for reflection was coming to an end and I had to return to the daily grind. But I didn't feel so heavy now. I no longer dreaded going to work. I found my Happy Place. Find yours and Share a Smile today. It's free and it's contagious.
Piggy Tales 7/7/2014
Me: Grrrr...I shouldn't have got outta bed. This day SUCKS!
Rosie: Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna dump that breakfast down here?
Me: Fine. Here's your darn food.
Bean: OOOH! Thanks, Mama! <crunch grunt crunch>
...
Rosie: Whatever <grntsnrtcrunch>
Me: Ingrates. You know you have it so bad. I woke up with a headache. Then impaled my hand on a broken crock pot handle trying to kill a stupid bug and bled on the counter. What? No. Of course I didn't kill the bug. Stupid thing got away. Stop laughing. It's not funny. Okay. Maybe it's a little funny. Pigs shouldn't be able to look like they are laughing so stop it. You too are ridiculous. <shaking my head and walking away>
Rosie & Bean: snrt grunt snrt snrt snrt
Me: I can still hear you laughing!
(But by then...I could see the humor in my morning, too. SSSHHH!!! Just
don't tell Rosie and Bean!!!)
Rosie: Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna dump that breakfast down here?
Me: Fine. Here's your darn food.
Bean: OOOH! Thanks, Mama! <crunch grunt crunch>
...
Rosie: Whatever <grntsnrtcrunch>
Me: Ingrates. You know you have it so bad. I woke up with a headache. Then impaled my hand on a broken crock pot handle trying to kill a stupid bug and bled on the counter. What? No. Of course I didn't kill the bug. Stupid thing got away. Stop laughing. It's not funny. Okay. Maybe it's a little funny. Pigs shouldn't be able to look like they are laughing so stop it. You too are ridiculous. <shaking my head and walking away>
Rosie & Bean: snrt grunt snrt snrt snrt
Me: I can still hear you laughing!
(But by then...I could see the humor in my morning, too. SSSHHH!!! Just
don't tell Rosie and Bean!!!)
Piggy Tales 6/20/2014
It's a beautiful SC morning! "I like Pig Butts and I cannot lie" LOL...now
that tune is stuck in your head, huh? I must be settling in to gramma-hood.
Or just getting old. Doesn't matter. By 7 am I had fed the piggies, watere...d
them, took their pictures (Rosie was a grumpy pig but you can see that in
her pic), took out the trash, changed over laundry, straightened up after the Emmster and Ames (who is walking now...OMG!). And if I had had 10 more minutes, I could have loaded the dishwasher and started a pot a soup beans for supper. And yep, I would've added BACON to my soup beans. Just don't tell my piggies. Oooh. I just remembered. I didn't water my garden. I will do it this evening with Naomi. She's today's BIRTHDAY GIRL! Happy 1st Birthday, Naomi! Naomi gets to help me water and weed the garden this
evening. Maybe Opa will fix us some soup beans, fried green tomatoes, corn bread, and steak. Oh Opa? Your girls love you.
Well. Getting older. Being a gramma. Life is good. Thank goodness I'm a
country girl.
(note: I can't figure out this picture upload thing yet, darnit, but Rosie only let me take a picture of her butt. Good thing I like pork butt. LOL)
that tune is stuck in your head, huh? I must be settling in to gramma-hood.
Or just getting old. Doesn't matter. By 7 am I had fed the piggies, watere...d
them, took their pictures (Rosie was a grumpy pig but you can see that in
her pic), took out the trash, changed over laundry, straightened up after the Emmster and Ames (who is walking now...OMG!). And if I had had 10 more minutes, I could have loaded the dishwasher and started a pot a soup beans for supper. And yep, I would've added BACON to my soup beans. Just don't tell my piggies. Oooh. I just remembered. I didn't water my garden. I will do it this evening with Naomi. She's today's BIRTHDAY GIRL! Happy 1st Birthday, Naomi! Naomi gets to help me water and weed the garden this
evening. Maybe Opa will fix us some soup beans, fried green tomatoes, corn bread, and steak. Oh Opa? Your girls love you.
Well. Getting older. Being a gramma. Life is good. Thank goodness I'm a
country girl.
(note: I can't figure out this picture upload thing yet, darnit, but Rosie only let me take a picture of her butt. Good thing I like pork butt. LOL)
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