Monday, July 31, 2006
Change is in the air
Dodge City days is under way. We went to the parade friday. I thought I was at a political rally for a while. Our illustrious gov had about a gazillion people marching like good little lib soldiers... including some familiar faces. She must have been too busy to make it herself though. Oh well, I guess it just goes to show ya... anybody can be fooled.
We are planning to take in a couple other events and then of course the rodeo on Friday after we pick up Shamus from Space Camp. We took him to Hutch yesterday. The space campers are staying in one of the dorms at the juco there. We got a little taste of what it's going to be like when he goes to college in a few years. My how the time goes by much too quickly. This is Shamus' first year of High School, Jeffy will be in Kindergarten, and Zane will be in pre school next year. Sometimes I can't believe how big the kids are getting. Here we are at the parade...
How's that for a good lookin' bunch? Zane got his hair cut really short last week, and he is a clone of me when I was that age.
We are planning to take in a couple other events and then of course the rodeo on Friday after we pick up Shamus from Space Camp. We took him to Hutch yesterday. The space campers are staying in one of the dorms at the juco there. We got a little taste of what it's going to be like when he goes to college in a few years. My how the time goes by much too quickly. This is Shamus' first year of High School, Jeffy will be in Kindergarten, and Zane will be in pre school next year. Sometimes I can't believe how big the kids are getting. Here we are at the parade...
How's that for a good lookin' bunch? Zane got his hair cut really short last week, and he is a clone of me when I was that age.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Bambi's toast!!
I haven't been here in a while... a long while. I fully intended to write something before now, but you know... Life gets in the way sometimes. I promise I am going to try really hard at being a more prolific blogger. I have a lot I would like to get out and down, just got to figure out which is more important.
I have a major garden problem going on... For the last three nights, I have had a rogue deer making clandestine midnight runs on my corn plants. Every morning, I go out and look at the slowly dwindling plant life in my garden, and I am madder than hell... ready to shoot that f****in' deer. Then night gets here and I'm tired, and my anger and thoughts of revenge all but disappear. Our plan was to sit out with our shotguns at the ready. At the very least, maybe scare the s**t out of him. Yesterday, I chopped up a bar of deoderant soap and threw it all around the garden. Today, shamus and I took about ten wal mart bags (each with a poopy diaper in it) and hung them on the trees and fence posts. Then we put a few BB's in some beer cans, strung them on some baling wire, and hung them on one of the pine trees. It's starting to look like a redneck christmas out there. Needless to say, I guess I'm getting a little desperate. Tonight even with all the diapers and beer cans, we are still going out about every hour to see if anything has been nibbled on. I guess maybe no one could understand the level of frustration I am feeling, unless you have experienced the same kind of thing.
After the first twinge of anger faded, I started thinking... "you know, it's just a deer foraging for a meal. Poor thing. Come on Hager, just let him have a couple stalks of corn." Then it happened again... and again. And I mean, come on... there is 160 acres of corn right across the road. Why is he fixated on MY four little rows of corn? This f****r is either lazy, or he's doing it just to piss me off. Either way, I'm gonna figure out how to get him out of my garden.
Well, gotta go check it now. At least he hasn't munched on much else. Got a few leaves of the cantaloupe, but that's about it besides the corn.
I have a major garden problem going on... For the last three nights, I have had a rogue deer making clandestine midnight runs on my corn plants. Every morning, I go out and look at the slowly dwindling plant life in my garden, and I am madder than hell... ready to shoot that f****in' deer. Then night gets here and I'm tired, and my anger and thoughts of revenge all but disappear. Our plan was to sit out with our shotguns at the ready. At the very least, maybe scare the s**t out of him. Yesterday, I chopped up a bar of deoderant soap and threw it all around the garden. Today, shamus and I took about ten wal mart bags (each with a poopy diaper in it) and hung them on the trees and fence posts. Then we put a few BB's in some beer cans, strung them on some baling wire, and hung them on one of the pine trees. It's starting to look like a redneck christmas out there. Needless to say, I guess I'm getting a little desperate. Tonight even with all the diapers and beer cans, we are still going out about every hour to see if anything has been nibbled on. I guess maybe no one could understand the level of frustration I am feeling, unless you have experienced the same kind of thing.
After the first twinge of anger faded, I started thinking... "you know, it's just a deer foraging for a meal. Poor thing. Come on Hager, just let him have a couple stalks of corn." Then it happened again... and again. And I mean, come on... there is 160 acres of corn right across the road. Why is he fixated on MY four little rows of corn? This f****r is either lazy, or he's doing it just to piss me off. Either way, I'm gonna figure out how to get him out of my garden.
Well, gotta go check it now. At least he hasn't munched on much else. Got a few leaves of the cantaloupe, but that's about it besides the corn.
