This is Matilda..poor thing is constantly picked on by the entire flock. When I say entire flock I mean the big girls and all the Bantys too. We have separated her and tried to reintroduce her back to them, but again they jump on her, pull out feathers and tear her flesh up. Its like chicken cannibalism... Ick!
Senior and I are constructing a new coop for the bantys and roosters. But any ideas with Matilda? I feel so darn bad for her, but I need ideas on getting her back into the coop everything we have tried fails. As much as I like her and even though she is a real sweety she can't live in a box on our porch forever.
Any help and is greatly appreciated...
Thursday, November 13, 2014
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
The Old Veteran
I noticed him immediately as he walked down the aisle of the grocery store. He was dressed head to toe in his Dress Uniform. Obviously had just been at a Veterans Day memorial event. He had so much hardware it "clanked" while he walked.We suspected he was in his middle 80s. probably saw time in WW11 and Korea.
He actually looked a lot like the Veteran in the picture above.
He pushed his cart quietly without saying a word to anyone or anyone for that matter saying a word to him. Senior wanted to go shake his hand, but ND had to go potty.
So he took him while NW and I waited outside of the restrooms. They came out, and it was little ND who asked if he could go find the gentleman. Senior and I looked at each other, shook our heads and said "okay".
So, we searched the aisles...he was no where. We decided to leave. As we were heading to the check outs, there he was waiting in line. Senior asked ND if he still wished to go meet the soldier. He did.
So, he took both boys by the hand and led them over. I saw the brief exchange- ND shook the mans hand and Thanked him for his service.
Talk about tears came to this proud mothers eyes..
Thank you to all the Veterans just like this man who read this blog. Thank you for your sacrifice, and service to defend our great country. Thank you to the Wives, Children and other family members who kept the home fires lit while you were deployed. I definantly know it is not easy when they are gone..
-JUGM
Friday, November 7, 2014
A Navy Flashback for Friday..
Definantly a cool pic of back in the day when "Ships Were Wood and Men Were Steel". Old Salts hanging out during the "Square-Rigger Navy" USS Mohican circa 1888
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Fluke Flunked... : )
you remember Sandra right? She was the field general for the "war on women" . She went to congress and testified that the government should pay for her birth control.
Well, her bid for California state senate failed miserably and she lost by some 21 % points.
Throughout this entire election season the democrats made the "war on women" a major issue. Kay Hagan (D-NC) introduced a librarian from Chapel Hill that said voting for Thom Tillis would take away her right for birth control. I kid you not when I say the woman even looked like Sandra Fluke, they could have been twins.
And in Colorado, the democrat made it a point to jump on board the "war on women" bandwagon. he made it such a point that Sunday one of his own supporters was heckling him at a campaign stop. His own people were sick of hearing about it.
But, at the end of the night, it was not about a woman's personal choice.... The voters of this country are tired of this, we are exhausted with this issue. It is jobs and the economy not contraception that drove this election. While the national unemployment rate may be 5.5 %, we care more about the over 20% of unemployed that have stopped looking.
Our voice was heard...now let's see what action is taken.The GOP has been given a second chance. But, be prepared- I watched BOs presser today, and he made it very clear through his stuttering words, and body language, that he has no desire to work with the new congress. The next two years should be quite interesting...
-JUGM
our 20th!
He asked, I said "yes" The Navy chaplain who counseled us said we had nothing in common and would not last a year.
Well, here we are 20 years later. It has not been an easy road- lots of stupidity, trials, and tribulations.
But through all those dark times, the one word never uttered from either of us was "Divorce".
Somehow, through the grace of God we kept it together.And now 2 wonderful boys and 20 years later we are still together.
Being with Senior makes me a better person. He is my best friend, my love, and my soul mate. He is a awesome husband and loving and caring father.
Thank You for the past 20 years, I pray God blesses us with another 20.
Well, here we are 20 years later. It has not been an easy road- lots of stupidity, trials, and tribulations.
But through all those dark times, the one word never uttered from either of us was "Divorce".
Somehow, through the grace of God we kept it together.And now 2 wonderful boys and 20 years later we are still together.
Being with Senior makes me a better person. He is my best friend, my love, and my soul mate. He is a awesome husband and loving and caring father.
Thank You for the past 20 years, I pray God blesses us with another 20.
Sunday, November 2, 2014
A step back in time...
We bundled up and took the boys to a Revolutionary War Weekend. The encampment started yesterday but the weather was so atrocious that we decided to head over today and check it out. How appropriate to kick off this important election week with a little bit of revolt...
If there was ever a time in history that I would love to go back to and live in, it would be this time period. I suppose there is a certain romance about it that just draws me in.
I think I have found my new calling and would love to serve as a reenactor. Men, women and kids all participated and after watching these people and seeing their campsites, I had to wonder how many of them are in the prepper community. I was amazed at the level of self sufficiency. I felt like we in our preps are no where as prepared or organized as some of these people. Made me take a step back and reevaluate my own preps.
Here are some pictures :
If there was ever a time in history that I would love to go back to and live in, it would be this time period. I suppose there is a certain romance about it that just draws me in.
I think I have found my new calling and would love to serve as a reenactor. Men, women and kids all participated and after watching these people and seeing their campsites, I had to wonder how many of them are in the prepper community. I was amazed at the level of self sufficiency. I felt like we in our preps are no where as prepared or organized as some of these people. Made me take a step back and reevaluate my own preps.
Here are some pictures :
Senior did a panoramic of the entire battlefield
Our mouths began to water when we smelled this chicken on the spit:
Lining up for Muster:
A smoke ring after a cannon blast:
I love this flag:
That is the Cornwallis house..it was featured in the movie "The Patriot"
After the smoke cleared for this particular battle, the British accepted the Colonial surrender. And another history lesson was in the books. Our boys were amazed at the rifle fire, and cannon blasts.
I stood for a few seconds and wondered what the real battle scene back in 1780 must have looked like. I tried to imagine the scene in my mind, but could not come close to the real thing.The reenactors were lucky, they could get up and go home. But for those brave souls who fought for the freedom of this country they were not so lucky. I am so thankful for those patriots, how sad they must be for the way our country is now.
-JUGM
Friday, October 31, 2014
what scares us
Today being Halloween, I thought of my childhood fears, and as a child what always scared me the most.
For me, I had several : Witches, strange noises, ghosts. But what really got me shivering with fright was CLOWNS.
I guess it was because as a child we had a creepy clown marionette. It was much like the one in the picture. My brother thrived on my fear of it, and would hang the dreaded thing over my bed and scare me with it. He would make a throaty sound and pretended it was talking to me. Another thing he would do was place it strategically in my closet and leave the door open, so I could see it from my bed/ I was forced to either hide under the covers, yell for my parents, or get up and slam the closet door shut.
I was so thankful for the the day that the strings broke and my mother finally threw the evil thing out.
But, I seemed forever scared by the puppet, and to this day I still find clowns of any sort incredibly creepy.
So, on this Halloween...I ask you what are some of your childhood fears?
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