Book Tag

I saw this tag at Helens It looked like fun. So here is mine.

Here's what you do. . .

1. Pick up the nearest book ( of at least 123 pages).

2. Open the book to page 123.

3. Find the fifth sentence.

4. Post the next three sentences.

5. Tag five people & post a comment here once you post it to your blog, so I can come see what you're reading. (I am not going to specifically tag anyone....but if you feel like doing it go for it!)

My book: Eldest by Christopher Paolini

It took a few chapters for me to get into this book. Eragon was much better. But after I got past about the fifth chapter it was pretty good and I was lost...I love getting lost in a book...

"At the gate to each tier, a guard waved them through without comment. They soon left the buildings and found themselves crossing the barren fields at Tarnag's base. Beyond those, they reached the stone quay that edged the still, gray water."

Believe

If you work hard enough and BELIEVE in yourself, you can accomplish any great endeavor.

Another 2007 layout bites the dust....

Sore and Tired...

We worked and worked today....and finally finished the easement for the Electric Company, YEA!! I'm sore and tired...A tree branch that I was cutting came down and slammed into me, ugh!! Thank goodness I had my barn coat on and I was able to use my arm to sheild my face and shove it away...Fred had bigger problems...just as we were on our last tree he broke a valve stem on one of the front tractor tires...I heard it snap and then the air whisking out....UH OH!! Thank goodness it was a front tire and only a valve stem...we used the bucket to hoist the front end off the ground and took the tire off...off to the repair shop tomorrow...We have all the trees cut down and just that last one to shove into the burn pile...what a good feeling...

I took photos of the biggest one we cut down today...we have few large trees on our property and then we have to cut one down, neither one of us were to happy...but what are you going to do when you need electricity and it's in the way of the lines coming in....bye bye tree...I did make Fred move the trunk over to an area where we work on equipment so when we are down there Michael has a tree trunk to climb on, lol....The tree didn't die in vain!

Michael playing on the tree before we cut the top out of it and moved the trunk.

A balance beam.

Jake checking things out. He was down there with us all day and did a great job of staying with Michael. Jake is exhausted and asleep for the night, lol...

Fred taking a break, Jake watching everything as always...and if you click on the photo and look closely you can see Michael hiding over behind the bucket on the tractor...he had had enough of me taking photos of him, lol....

But little did he know Momma was going to get one more, lol...He kept peeking over the bucket arms of the tractor and I laid in wait until I got his photo....

I'm A Big Boy

Michael has always had a fascination for tractors. Sometime during his 3rd year he spotted a John Deere loader tractor for children in Walmart. He wanted it. We explained to him that until he was a "Big Boy"; wore underware and went in the potty he couldn't have it. Every time we went into Walmart he would drag us over to "His" Big Boy tractor. On June 30, 2007 we were in Walmart once again and of course Michael had dragged us over to "His" Big Boy tractor, looking at us questionably. I discreetly told Daddy, Yes. Michael and I wandered over to another part of the store while Daddy made the purchase and secured in in the truck. As Michael took a nap later that day we put it together for him and left it set out in the yard. When he woke up we took him outside and even though he was half-asleep he was thrilled. He told us "I AM A BIG BOY" and we laughed and said yes you are. After receiving that tractor, other than a few mishaps, he has officially been potty trained and we are so PROUD of him!! Michael was officially potty trained at 3 yrs 10 months!

I am soooo EXCITED!!!!!

With Fred being home we are in town most everyday, ugh!!

That Boy just can NOT sit home...

Today I decided we would run by the School Administration offices and see if we can transfer Michael to a different school district, what the cost would be and what it entails...

The secretary was very nice and told me when they do it and then she asked me what school I was looking at and when I told her she said OH that shouldn't be a problem at all!!! YES!!!

The K class at the elementary I want him to go to has a teacher ratio of 1 per 16 students, YES!! We fill out the transfer forms on April 15th and then we won't know until June whether or not he is eligible but she said with the school we've chosen chances are good that he will be accepted!!!

That means instead of driving him 19 miles to school I will only have to drive him 5 miles...YES!! I have heard nothing but good about this elementary school too and I am so excited for Michael and pray he can go there.....He'll be able to make friends close to us too!!

Crawly ~ Scrapbook layout

Another 2007 layout bites the dust...you just gotta love that face!!

Circle flies, Texans and respect...

A Republican cowboy from Texas goes to a social function where Hillary Clinton is trying to gather more support for her nomination. Once she discovers the cowboy is a Republican, she starts to belittle him by talking in a southern drawl and single syllable words. As she was doing that, she kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around her head. The cowboy says , 'Y'all havin' some problem with them circle flies?' She stopped talking and said, 'Well yes, if that's what they're called. But I've never heard of circle flies.' 'Well ma'am,' the cowboy replies, 'circle flies hang around ranches. They're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse. ''Oh,' Hillary replies as she goes back to rambling. But, a moment later she stops and bluntly asks, 'Are you calling me a horse's ass?'' No, ma'am,' the cowboy replies, 'I have too much respect for citizens of New York to call their Senator a horse's ass. ''That's a good thing,' she responds and begins rambling on once more. After a long pause, the cowboy, in his best Texas drawl says, . . . 'Hard to fool them flies though !'