Found these on Sami's Bedroom Window SillShe's not telling what she is growing
Most of these goodies were 'rounded' up from
my stash piles (things to fix, things forgotten)
Fun Stuff!The painted pot was broken,
(one of those School Mother's Day Gifts from a few years back)
she glued it back together
She found a peat pot to put inside of it
The little greenhouse is from many years ago!
Each of the kids had one
We started seeds for their own little gardens - in 2001?
The yellow pot is what I use to water the Christmas Tree.
Oh.. And one of my Portmeirion dishes, I see!
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I dont' get many calls, and when I do, I worry.. So, there it was, ringing loud. I answered it - apologizing profusely to the instructors, giving the plea 'it's my children', and left the room..
Here's the call:
Sami: Hi Mom!
Me: Hi Sam, what's up? (tinge of worry in voice)
Sami: Where are the seeds?
Me: What seeds?
Sami: The garden seeds! Where are they? You know, flowers?
Me: (Sigh of relief).. In the storage room upstairs... What are you up to?
Sami: Never mind! Bye!
Several of my coworkers were curious about what the heck my daughter was up to! They get to hear all sorts of 'guess what my kids did now' stories.
I then turned the phone off.
Later that afternoon, I had a message from Sami again:
Sami: Mom! Where's the soil? I need soil!!!
So.. I called back and left a message on where the potting soil is.
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Another Call: Ranch Stuff:When the workshop was all said and done, I had another message. This time from the Sausage Man. Oh boy. THAT was not a good call! And I wished I did not answer it. It really threw off my 'what a great learning experience' feeling and turned it into a panic.
The sausage man is in Mackay, Idaho, six hours away from us. We meet in Boise to do our 'exchange'. Boise is 3 hours away. Well, his assistant decided to deliver our order on Saturday, to Nampa, Idaho where our other processor is, and apparently he 'forgot' to tell everyone he was coming! the other processor was not open. And no one here knew anything about it.
The Sausage Man was pissed! I told him I was out of town and asked if he called my husband. He said he called, when no one was at the plant, but no one answered at the ranch. Well, if we are 3 hours away, what was he expecting? And on a Saturday? We run a ranch! No one is home during the day! DUDE!
I wish people would just plan these things out! Arrrrr.. Talk like a Pirate Day..
So, our sausages took a tour that day... 10 hours, in all. It better have been frozen!
Arrrrrrrrr.
Bought this Ages Ago!
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Project 365 - Day 75 - All in a Days Work!
Day 72 - Morning Sun Through My Granny Glasses
Day 72 - Old Wagon Wheel - Spring Snow
Day 72 - Steer Head
Day 76 - Redneck Slippers
Day 75 -Ranch 'Hot' Rods
Project 12 - February Layout
Project 12 - February Sketch by Becky Fleck
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