A day of waiting

I pride myself in bein a very patient person. When everyone melts down waitin in line at the store or in traffic I just keep grinnin, knowin that it can't last forever. However, my patience was pushed, pulled, twisted and shattered yesterday.

I was waitin on Fed Ex.

Last week Cindy and I placed an order with Bass Pro shops. A tent for the bed of the truck, an air mattress that fills up the bed of the truck and is shaped around the wheel wheels, and two predator decoys.

I never git packages. Heck, it is even rare for me to git any real mail, so I became very excited when I learned that you can track the status of deliveries online. I kept checkin the updates on where in America my new toys were. Started in Springfield Mo, then over to somewhere in Kansas, then to Ft. Worth. At 8:42 Saturday morning I received the final update: Loaded on Fed Ex truck for delivery!

I worked for a few short hours that morning, came home mowed the yard, and ran to the pharmacy for my wife. On the way back home I saw a Fed Ex truck just two blocks from home! That had to be him! I floored it to beat him home. And waited, and waited and waited.

About 2:00 pm A man came to the front door holdin a clipboard, Cindy hollered out "He's here!" And I ran to the door all grins.

I think it made that door to door salesman's day to be greeted with enthusiasm. No package, no I didn't want what he was sellin, just wanted my stuff Fed Ex was holdin hostage.

After another long drawn hour of nail bitin anticipation Fed Ex arrived. It was here!! I met the Africanized American lady drive in the front yard. She threw the packages at me and walked back to her truck without so much as a hello, good bye or drop dead.

I had my toys!! But waitin on it still sucks.

Well, been kinda busy

Seems like this spring has rapidly crept up on us. We have been pretty busy here in Texas, a new job, a new house, my wife's big thing. Pretty hectic here in the Great State.

Our friends Katy and Glen have been busy as well.

Even though they are super busy we intruded on a Sunday to see the goin ons. There have been a few new additions at their place and there was no keepin ICB and CDB away any longer.

With out further adieu:

Ok, I'll admit, there was no keepin me away either!

Pork and NO beans

As my much beloved wife mentioned I went huntin again. It was a perfect weekend in Mexia, Tx.

My buddy Tater has a neighbor who has land there. Unfortunatly here in Texas havin land means that, more often then not, you have feral hogs.

Feral hogs are becomin more and more of a nusisance. They are not a native species and they are devistating many of our animals who do belong. Between the pigs and fireants things like our beloved horned lizards (Horney Toads), quail and white tailed deer are on the decline. Also pigs do massive amounts of damage to land and crops, plus spreadin diseases such as pseudorabies and brucelossis.

Thankfully there is an answer for pigs on your property.







Here is a bonus video of Tater for your enjoyment:

I got nuthin

I am postin here tonight to move that picture of my wife a lil further down the page. Other then that I really got nuthin. Long terrible day at work. Scratches down my back from a 19 ft long piece of 4 inch C channel. Suprised me more then it hurt, was bent over welding and grinding when it fell from the cart and nailed me. So, y'all take care and hopefully I'll be more insightful later on.

Now for the rest of the story...

Last night was one heck of a night.

As I was sayin, a pretty big field mouse was in the house, I was armed with a broom and a boot, right boot to be precise, I mistakenly told y'all it was my left one.

So, I had spotted my quarry at the end of the hall, under the mysterious black thing (I'm not sure what it is really called, kinda a combination coat rack/mud room). I handed my size 13 off to my drafted assistant and was plannin to pull the black thing away from the wall so she could smash him as he ran.

Unfortunately the rodent didn't agree with the plan and bolted while CD was lookin the wrong direction. The critter ran across her foot and escaped under the couch.

Much chaos!

Ok, same plan, different location. Dang, he ran from the couch to the Christmas tree. Hmmm

Unfortunately each time the nasty lil thing appeared CD would screech, cry and in general freak out. This musta inspired the dogs to join in the game cause Violet flanked the tree and Daisy set up a blockin position well down the hallway in case It got past Cindy. In my excitment I forgot to explain to the dogs what to do if it appeared. The mouse ran over the left paw of my beloved Blue Lacey huntin dog. She kinda shrugged her shoulders at me and sat promptly and gave me her cutest look.

Ok, new plan, from the tree, to the couch, to the black thing, out the front door. Ready Break!!

Time out, if we open the door, the dogs will run out and mug a random jogger.

Ok, dogs in the back yard, ready Wife?

Tree to couch, Check!

Couch to SCREAM!!!! "HE POKED HIS NOSE OUT AND LOOKED AT ME!!!!"

That is the plan sweety, now just back up and block the hallway we don't want him to go that way do we?

"Ok, I'm OH MY GOD THERE HE IS AGAIN!!!"

Ok, ready?

Mouse to black thing, check!

Black thing to front yard!!! Check!

Much rejoicing in the B house.

6 Months

Today is our six month anniversary! Don't really know what to expect at 6 months, my last go around at this wasn't exactly glorious. But, I do know it wasn't what greeted me when I got in from the job.

Tearful wife, shaken teenager, two lazy dogs.

I walked in and my wife gave me the "We need to talk" look, followed by "So..."

I sat down, not really in the mood for a so conversation. I was surprised when Trev interrupted his momma and told me what was up. He got home from school and went into the garage to help her pack up Christmas decorations. Unfortunately, when he picked up the crates he felt somethin kinda strange. Weirder feelin then that rope in gym class.

I wish I coulda seen the look on his face when he realized somethin alive had jumped onto him! He froze in place and a mouse fell to the earth at his feet, twitched a few times and died.

Cindy took over the story at this point and informed me she was afraid to enter the garage. She asked Trev to pick up the mouse, but he draws the line at vomit and dog mess. Poor kid, he's been a Haz Mat first responder since age 7.


We stop this blog for breakin news.....


A MOUSE IS IN THE HOUSE, CINDY IS SCREAMING, DOGS ARE CONFUSED, KB HAS ARMED HIMSELF WITH A LEFT BOOT AND A BROKEN-ASSED BROOM. MORE TO FOLLOW!

Happy New Year's

I just love the surprises a new year brings. you never know what that fresh year will give ya, hope for a better year then last, world peace, higher beef prices, lower diesel prices, plenty of rain, you never know what will happen.

The best surprise so far this year has defiantly been an email my wife received at work. It was from my mom's husband, wishin her a Happy New Year.

It came with an attachment and all. My wife opened it to find naked women pictures. They were usin various body parts to form the 00's in 2007 & 2008! I came home for lunch and she shared the email with me and wanted to know how to reply to this inappropriate email in her work inbox. I advised reply to it with a big ol' whut the hell?

About 20 min. passed before his reply came in. Basically A big SORRY!! I am so embarrassed , I didn't mean to send that. OMG! I forwarded the wrong email! I had two titled Happy New Year's! I sent that email to my wife's family in Iowa, work contacts and people in the Christian Coalition I do work with! Please forgive me, the one I meant to send had balloons and bunnies!


Heck, I think they both have balloons and bunnies!