Tuesday, September 28, 2021

'Blow up your TV....

throw away your paper,

move to the county

And build a home.

Plant a garden...

Eat a lot of peaches....

Try and find Jesus

On your own.

----John Prine

Lillian and Willow

So, if you're gonna hang out here then you need to know about 
Lillian and Willow.

Willow is the dachsund - a gift from my mother-in-law, and Lillian is my prized Scottish Terrier. 

I try not to have a favorite, buuutttt...
I have wanted a Scottish Terrier since my husband worked at the 
White House and came home every day telling me 'Barney' stories. 
Actually, I'll never forget the time I had lunch at the WH and saw Barney outside taking a dump while his very own Secret Service held onto his leash. 
No, I'm not kidding - a man with a black suit, black sunglasses as stiff as a board holding the end of Barney's leash while he pooped - I mean, you KNOW that isn't what that SS agent had in mind that he'd be doing when he went to 'Secret Service School.'

But anyway - years later I now I have my very own Scottie and while she doesn't have her own security detail she is definitely the star everywhere - and I mean EVERYWHERE we go.

Walking through the airport with her is like being the ugly stepsister. I could literally walk around naked and no one would notice. 
People oohh and ahhh, tell her she's beautiful and take pictures.

I swear she understands what's going on and KNOWS she's beautiful and eats up every bit of attention.

Unlike most Scotties, she loves people. 
All people - even children.

Except me. 
And she ignores me.
It's weird because I have never had a dog that did not absolutely love me.

Then there's Willow.
What I'm lacking in love and affection is made up ten-fold by her. 
She is always at my side.
If I'm travelling she won't eat til I get back.
She follows me everywhere and is always underfoot.
She even sleeps close to me.
My husband jokes that she'd nurse if I let her.

These two are as different as night and day.

Willow loves the farm and spends her day roaming the barnyard and pastures. 
We go for a walk every morning and every evening.

Lillian likes to be outside for a little while and then trots up to the main house and barks for my mother in law to let her in.

She's very prissy and not crazy about the walks as you can see by the picture below.

 Can you see the little shadowy figure up ahead?

That's my Miss Lillian.

Do you have animals that bring you as much joy as these do for me?
I'd love to hear about them!


Sunday, September 26, 2021

'Don't be sad that it's over....be glad that it happened'

As I gazed out at the ocean one last time before leaving Puerto Rico
I was reminded of the Dr. Seuss quote...

"Don't be sad that it's over...be glad that it happened."

 And I am so very glad.

This was one of the best years of my life.

Sunday, September 12, 2021

I Dunno...Do you think this too orange?

 Years ago when I was living in Alexandria, Virginia near Washington DC, I traded my Mercedes Benz for my horse/barn fees for one year.
(Long story. You don't wanna hear it.)

Then I purchased a 1991 beat up rusty (she was beautiful) Chevy Suburban for a mere 1500$.
I named her 'Dixie'.

In a land where everyone fancied themselves to be 'rich and famous' and needed to prove it by what they drove.....I felt so FREE in that mess of a vehicle.
(And I almost was free when my husband came home and saw what I'd done...but once again, you really don't wanna hear that story.)

Anyhoo.....now, that I'm back on the farm I wanted another Dixie. 

I'd love to tell you I searched 'high and low' but in this day and age of social media all I had to do was put the word out and within minutes someone sent me a photo of her in a marketplace ad.

It was love at first sight and I knew she'd be mine no matter how she ran!
(I have a great mechanic)

And yes - I'm leaving the orange!

Of course the visits to the gas pump are going to be pretty painful - especially when I'm use to just filling up the golf cart (my transportation in Puerto Rico) for 10$.

We picked her up this morning and drove her straight to Doug - our favorite mechanic. 
She has a few things that need to be worked on.

I'll be headed back to Puerto Rico to pack up our things, so she will be ready for me when I get back.

Her name? 

Dixie Deaux

I'm looking forward to a lot of fun treasure hunts and junking expeditions with her. 

In the meantime, feel free to recommend a place I can shop for cool seat covers! 

til next time...

Kathie (and Dixie)

Friday, September 10, 2021

Plot Twist!

 'Plot Twist!'

That's my go-to phrase every time something in life doesn't go the way as planned. 


Forget everything I told you earlier about living it up in the fun and sun on the beaches of Puerto Rico.

It was fun while it lasted, but back to reality earlier than expected.

Here was the original plan:  to be in in our hometown of El Dorado Springs, Missouri from August to October -Just long enough to escape  hurricane season and the unbearable humidity. Then, October 1st we would head back to the island to for more fun and sun and then move back here permanently in July of '22.

As you know life can change in an instant - and it did.

When we got back here we realized that our family needed us so we decided to move back earlier. 

So...I've traded in the beach life for the farm life. And you know what? I'm not really sad about it. I mean....I'm sad to leave the friends I've made - and I have made some good ones. But, the truth is....I've felt the tug of home for quite some time now. 

We need to be close to Jay's parents, but also wanted to give them their privacy. So rather than move in, our daughter and son-in-law so graciously gave us their travel trailer to live in while we plan a home build. We are thinking construction won't even be able to start until March or April. 

It's a great RV and we are ever so grateful......but two people in such a small space is going to be a great challenge.

Did I mention two people in such a small space is going to be a challenge?

But we're determined to  make the best of it. We are gypsies anyway - this is our 35th move in 39 years. 

 And much to the embarrassment of our kids, we've decided to name it 'Love Shack'.  

Sing it with me.. 'Love Shack, Baby, Love Shack....a little place where we can get together......'

In the meantime, my morning is spent feeding cats - my neighbor has 42. 

Nope. That's not a typo. The dude actually has 42 cats, which breaks the stereotype of the 'crazy cat lady'. He's a middle-aged handsome man. A pilot. He just likes cats. 

And women. 

I know what you're thinking. 

And yes - he's single. 

Told you I knew what you were thinking. ;)

I've also invested in the obligatory farm boots. 
It's back to being conscientious of copperheads.

I'm not being paranoid, either. 

We have an overabundance of cicadas and copperheads looovve to feast on cicadas and since the trailer is parked in the absolute middle of nowhere and I have to be out and about all hours of the day and sometimes night....Ima gonna wear the boots.

Anyway, I am so glad to be back in El Dorado Springs - pronounced El DoRAYdo 
(NOT El DoRAHd0)
where I am close to my parents again.
Old friends. 
Peace and quiet.

When Jay and I were kids and talked about marriage I always thought we'd stay and the farm, raising animals and babies.

Now that we've traveled the world and the babies have babies of their own, here we are back on the farm. 

There's a lot to do here to get this place where it needs to be, but we are excited to do it.

I can't wait to share it all with you. 

In a few days I will be headed back to our home in Puerto Rico to get things packed and bring back to the farm. 

It will be a chance to say my 'see you later' to friends I hold so dear.

Please join us on the new venture. 
Or is is ADventure? 
Kidding...I'm SURE it will be an ADVENTURE!

Til Next Time...