


Fast forward to 7:00 am this morning and the dog is barking furiously, which wakes us all up (late), makes DD cry, and DH runs downstairs throwing clothes on with every step. It's concrete-pouring day!

A farmgirl wannabe tries to escape the fast lane. Will the process be painful or blissful? Will her husband relent or resent? Tune in tomorrow for the next chapter of Gracious Acres . . .
Saturday, DH borrowed a skid loader and worked on our long driveway and then started in on the building site. By the end of the day, it was as level as it is going to get. By the way, 3 foot high tomato plants do not transplant well.
DD finds a cool spot out of the way and enjoys a sour green apple to "supervise" the job site. A crop duster over the west field on Sunday morning:
One of the kittens discovered a dish of raspberries and dug in:
DD stayed overnight with my mom Saturday night. DH and I enjoyed a motorcycle ride and spending time with friends downtown. Sunday morning after church, we drove to my mom's to pick DD up and had a great brunch.
DH's mom (G'ma K) came out for supper Sunday night - - he made ham steaks on the grill and chef salads! G'ma K has a tradition of buying school supplies and clothes for each grandchild's first day of school. She brought the "booty" out with her and DD was thrilled!
Last, but not least, my favorite photo from the weekend:
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Here's the dialogue (bear with me):
"Well I'm gonna to go then! And I don't need any of this! I don't need this stuff," (he pushes all of the letters off the desk), "and I don't need you. I don't need anything except this" (he picks up the ashtray) "and that's it and that's the only thing I need, is this. I don't need this or this. Just this ashtray. And this paddle game, the ashtray and the paddle game and that's all I need. And this remote control. The ashtray, the paddle game and the remote control, and that's all I need. And these matches. The ashtray, and these matches, and the remote control and the paddle ball. And this lamp. The ashtray, this paddle game and the remote control and the lamp and that's all I need. And that's all I need too. I don't need one other thing, not one - I need this! The paddle game, and the chair, and the remote control, and the matches, for sure. Well what are you looking at? What do you think I am, some kind of a jerk or something? And this! And that's all I need. The ashtray, the remote control, the paddle game, this magazine and the chair." [Outside the house] "And I don't need one other thing except my dog." (dog growls) "Well I don't need my dog." (Various scenes of Martin as he travels along, carrying his remote control, his paddle ball, his matches, his lamp, his chair, his magazine, but not his dog. Eventually, Martin spots a woman carrying a red and white thermos. He trades everything he has for the thermos.)
Ok, so maybe it's a little twisted, but it's funny to me!
DD's room after (is that pink enough for ya?!):
I couldn't find a lot of "art" that I liked (or could afford), so I embellished some pre-matted frames (I forgot that I had) with scrapbook paper, ribbon & clips. Just add photos and...Voila!
DH and DD enjoy a festive 4th:
A pair of gnomes were supposed to be a good luck charm for the local team (we need to find better good luck charms):
The kids actually entertaining themselves during a break in the games:
Leftover rhubarb dessert - the kitten is just a "spectator"
Betsy finds a nice shady spot: