I am Alive And Well And Living In New Jersey
OK, I’m in Missouri. There are relatives here and my husband started up his “other” business again so I have been busy.
I had some of the grandkids this weekend. The little ones played jail. They used some of my extensive collection of Mardis Gras Beads for handcuffs. I told them the beads I picked up from dead peoples houses from the hurricanes (NO I DIDN’T) the people were alive and well and having their houses demolished or I got them the old fashioned way from the floats. You should have seen the 8 and 10 year olds faces before they said NO YOU DIDN’T G’MA (they are pretty sure I’m a bit off my rocker anyway). Anyway I thought it was funny , if you don’t think so, well you just don’t have the family sick sense of humor.
The big grandkids went hunting deer hunting (a sport not to be made light of here in MO, especially to the orange people (hunters with blaze orange) who are all over like alien ants this time of year). There have been many big cat sightings around here, really. See pictures on animals blog. Panthers or mountain lions, bigger than bobcats. You can guess what is coming. First it was a rabid bull trying to get across the fence, this was probably actually the most danger the kids were in. I asked grandson if he had looked for a tree to climb. This isn’t being facetious, just good sense. He said yes but bull was across a new fence thank goodness. Second time the grandsons came home WAY before dark, it was raining and miserable. It was a growl this time, 2nd grandson said he yelled for his big brother, big brother said no he screamed for me. This went on and I believe the discussion of what happened had escalated to “I called for my brother” and older bro said “he screamed like a little girl” but that may have been my imagination. I asked the one who had been growled @ if he was close to said previous fence and he said yes. I said bull, he said no it was a growl, I said the bull sounded like he growled, grandson said I don’t care. We did remind him he had a very powerful rifle that could be used like a club if need be or perhaps to shoot a bullet maybe @ something? In all fairness the woods can be a very scary place and if I’d seen a panther or anything like it I would have made a world speed record back to the house.
So I have a “job” for now. Husband says I once again can make more working with him than I could anywhere else. He has some health problems too (we are fat and getting fatter) so he needs some coaching on what to eat etc. So I will write from the road, I think I can, I’ll be home half the time though or more and the rest of the time the relatives will be here. Plus there’s that rabid bull in the woods…….
