Sunday, July 08, 2007

Clay Schmay!!

In contrast to this post's title, I now have a profound respect for Oklahoma red clay. The two acres of red clay that I now own, specifically.

Having moved into my new house and spent the last month-plus digging two years' worth of grass out of my extensive flowerbeds.....having witnessed my sweetheart Golden Retriever trotting up from the back forty positively covered in mud from head to toe with his happiest doggie grin plastered on his muddy face......having tossed one pair of shoes and scrubbed the daylights out of several others.......having mopped my floors and spot-cleaned my carpets (which are thankfully few) a gajillion times.....

Well, you get the picture. It's been a busy few weeks. At least I got a great tan from all that weeding, right?

I'm in dutch with the family for not posting on the family blog for so long, so I caught that one up before starting back on this one. Gotta have the fam, ya know. It's a love thang and all.

Speaking of family, the daughter and her dh (in my opinion, his 'd' always stands for darling) are happily settled in Indiana to begin pursuit of her phD. Technically, we'll have a doctor in the house now! Just don't ask her any complicated medical questions. My son is living his dream for the summer and traveling around the country with a drum corps (a marching band of sorts) called the Blue Stars. He's wanted to do that since he was fifteen, so kudos to you, son! They'll be in Broken Arrow the end of July, and I can't wait to see the show.

We kept the two littlest grandkids overnight last night and had a ball. The 7-month-old was pretty good despite his reputation to the contrary. I think he's just lulling us into a false sense of security. Let me tell you, that one is a busy boy. At 6 months he decided it was time to crawl, sit up, and pull up. If he could balance, he'd love to walk. He's got things to see and do. He loves the water and has thoroughly splashed and giggled his way into his Nana's heart. I'll post pics as soon as I get my head out of my you-know-where and get the camera out while he's here. The granddaughter was her usual funny, sweet self. We got her a battery powered ride-on 4 wheeler, and she zooms around like she's been driving for years.

Ah, life is clay not withstanding. Just wait 'til I get my compost and manure out! Then we'll see how tough it is!