I Think I Lost My Place

Holy Cow!

It's been forever since I've added anything to my blog. This past month I haven't read all my emails or even deleted any of them, even the reminders to take my heart medication (I've got a beeper for that on my phone) I don't need an email. So here I am looking at over 4,500 emails. I forgot this whole month! I did take care of my messages--I did a lot of messaging.

I have been sick, yeah I was... and I'm not quite over that mess. I suppose the doctors are working-out a plan. But, I milked my goats through it all. I sold puppies and took a quick trip to Utah (very sick) and then went to Utah again and stayed almost a month with my youngest daughter and her husband and now new grand daughter, Dune Marie Aitken. She is named after Kiely's grandmother Dune Marie Patten Lazenby and was also born in Payson, Utah.

 I'm a bit bored and dislike the desert off Highway 15.
It's so different from the desert just to the North.
I know that where Death Valley is but it's at least interesting.

The Neverending Story Started Here

So I knitted and knitted. Just like I had done for a few months
and like most older grandmothers like to do in their spare time.

The Beginning

I Went Crazy

I don't think we were even invited to be up there, really...we just went. How could we miss our grand daughter Dune Marie coming into the world? It wasn't an easy time for my daughter, Kiely (she had huge complications and didn't complain at all) but for our grand daughter, her daughter, she let the doctor help her deliver the baby quicker. The problems was just a bump in the road and lasted just a short time. I'm figuring it's like my being a bit sick. Just one of those bumps we all have and endure.

I have to have challenges at certain times of my life. It's a time I become closer to the Savior and through the Atonement I can share my burdens. This always have an increase in my faith and of course know the miracles happen after the trial of my faith. I love prayer.

Terrifying Big Hawk Break-in

It was terrifying to me...

Something loud crashed and broke in our kitchen! A big hawk was dancing on my kitchen floor. Not an INDIAN! This huge bird broke-in through my kitchen window! I sorta' screamed a bit louder than I thought I was able to do. I was shaking so bad. First thought was that it was a giant bat. Not funny, McGee! The hawk broke the glass a second time getting out. His total damage (not really sure of his head) but there's only 5 small white feathers outside and the hawk is nowhere. 

Is this bad Luck? I mean... besides a broken window? My Steve came home to console me. Nah, he came to pick-up all the glass and look at the hole in our window and shook his head, laughing. Danger Ranch. 

This is what I saw. Not the actual hawk, but has the likeness of the alleged perpetrator of "breaking and entering" and dancing on my kitchen floor.

Red Tailed Hawk

Sky Hawk Not Batman

My thought is that if I had been in the kitchen ~ I don't think the glass would have got me because I would've fainted. My friend said it was my Grandpa Joe, who's a Crow (Indian) and has been gone for almost 10 years. A couple of white feathers outside~~nothing flopping around. I can't believe this bird lived. The hawk broke the window twice! Lots of glass going out the same way he came in. There's glass all over outside too. Steve just said that there's more glass scattered about than that window could possibly hold. It exploded.

Hawk Window Pain

I'm glad it's not snowing outside like at my kids in Wyoming, Oklahoma, and Utah, because I have a wide open window. Oh no. I just had a creepy feeling.What sort of varmints might climb-in a visit us tonight?

It was a really "big bird," but not yellow. He didn't leave a dream-catcher or silver bullet. The weirdest is that all our dogs were barking and then completely quiet! Our canaries, our cocktail, dogs, cats, horses, sheep, goats, not even a little peep. Erie silence. I heard the hawk flopping around, and in just one second thinking, "Take the gun or the camera." as I opened the door. Hahaha I freaked-out.

I found my camera on the floor and glad it had a protective case. I sat down in the living room trying to call my husband. I'm so glad for the memory of recent calls came up, because I couldn't remember his number. 

My Steve cleaned-up all the glass and all the left-over glass in the window. Honestly, he thought this was funny. I'm so glad we are redoing our lawns because it's hard finding all the glass shards outside.

Great Break-in The Hawk Didn't Steal Anything

 It might rain in a day or two. I'm very happy 

Steve's not on duty and staying at the station.

Confession: I took a Xanax, there's no beer in our house.

*Happy!* Steve hired a glass fixer: TaDa! No worries.