Friday, November 28, 2014

Simple Traditions...

Do you have a family holiday tradition that is your favorite?


I have several but one of the best at Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, and the 4th of July is that after dinner was over the guys put on their aprons and did the dishes and all the clean up.  
Memory doesn't tell me when we started this. I do know that it was one Thanksgiving when we were all gathered at my mother and father in laws Song of the River house. It may have started with the losing of a poker bet to the Cowman's card shark grandmother... 
There were a lot of us, as the Cowman was one of seven children. At the time we were all married and had small children. Those of us who married into the clan, brought our mothers, fathers, siblings, and any friends that didn't have a place to go. It was a darn good thing that they had a big open rambling house. 
Over time it became tradition for the guys to do clean up, and let the women folk rest after days of cooking.  So as we retreated to the living room with classes of wine, and savored the moment, the guys could be heard over in the large open kitchen.  We would occasionally be consulted on how to handle china, stemware, or where a pan went.  They were actually very good at it and funny with it.  There were so many of them that it all was done in no time with much teasing banter and laughter. When they had finished, they would join us and the banter and laughter carried on...
Now we are scattered far and wide, and seldom get the chance to all be together. Some of us still carry on the tradition, but it's not the same...    

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Blessed...

Giving thanks with...



for the many 



that are my family and friends,




 and that I finally found pie tins the same size as Costco pies...

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Duck or else...



We have all been listening to my granddaughter, Lauren, grouse about having to go to Oregon with Marymine.
  
Lauren was told that Marymine had to go to a meeting in Oregon with Lauren's uncle Sean this weekend. Marymine informed her, that she (Lauren) was NOT going to be left home alone, so she just needed to suck it up. 
  
The grousing by Lauren was on going... she was not giving up on trying to talk her way out of going.  She had been bombarding her brothers, and sister with texts complaining about this awful treatment by her mom. 

What Lauren didn't know had been arranged by her mom.... was that her big brother, the corpsman, was flying out from the East coast to take her to an Oregon Ducks game...





Happiest of Birthdays to my Lizzy.

 PS:  Got a note from my Lizzy (Lauren): 
"Another amazing day, Ducks won 44-10. By far the best  birthday ever. Definitely worth sitting in the cold! Thank you to everyone"


Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Wapiti woes...




Dad and C got back from hunt'n the great Wapiti at my brother's in Ideeho.  They spent a week with my brother, roaming the back of beyond.  Lots of hunters were seen, few elk, and only the butts and legs of those few.  
Dad did get to see grandkids, and great grandkids which was a big plus. They all wanted to keep him, but I had tagged him up so that wasn't possible.
C did most all the driving, they went up the Northern route (Oregon) and came home the Southern route (Nevada).  Dad said they saw a nice big antelope in Oregon and he would have brought it home, except he refuses to eat roadkill no matter how fresh.TYJ.
It was awesome that C would take time out of his schedule to do this for Dad.  The day after they got back, he and his wife were off to Colorado looking for a summer home.  He happened to mention before he left that he had just picked up his new Benelli Performance SBE...sigh.
Dad is not walking as well as he was this spring. Got him into the doc and scripted for PT.  I've been taking him to PT (great young man that Dad likes) three days a week. That, some diet changes, and trying to do less for him, has him showing some improvement. 
Since he was talked out of buying a motorcycle by the Doc, he has now decided to train on Willie with a shock collar.  Willie is no fool he has been hiding out under the duvet on my bed...

Sunday, November 16, 2014

miss'n mass...





For some time I have been trying to understand why men give up things they like, or cherish, or enjoy. Things like boats, guns, motorcycles, pickups, hunting, and the list goes on. All at the request of a wife, or girlfriend, who doesn't care to boat, fish, hunt, golf, camp, etc*.  Fine, she doesn't like to do those things, but why must the guy give them up because the babe requested (or demanded) he do so?  And it seems that after he has given it up he is miserable, although it does give the rest of us access to great bargains on C List & other sites.
I simply don't get it, I don't ever remember asking the Cowman to give up something like that. Neither do I remember him asking me to do so. (And we had a fair amount of different interests.)  Things like that were discussed, and if it was something you really cared about, you found a way, and you were supported by your partner. I thought that was what partners did.
I honestly don't understand, and have no idea why I'm miss'n mass to do this post...   

    

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Stomp'n...


It has been a while since the friends with vineyards and a winery in Southern Oregon have invited me back...  
I wonder...

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Fix'n to...

He started out with 


 and




tried a few things








been a few places





so when he gets time to do this it's all good.


He's an awesome son, a great dad, and works too darn hard. 

His mom hasn't gotten to hug him in a long long time. She aims to fix that.


Thursday, November 6, 2014

Sure thing Bucko...

Since Dad is in the wilds of Ideeho hunting, and Lord knows what else, I can only get out of the house for a few hours when the home helper is available to take care of mom. 
T, fresh back from a four day pistol class he and one of his boys took at Front Sight, asked me if I wanted to go to the range.  I had to think on that for about a second. Yes, Please!


He and a couple of his friends were going to sight in their rifles before heading to Colorado deer hunting. 



So, I got to shoot my Sig for a few hours, and a lot of one to one instruction. T is great at critiquing my shooting and passing on helpful tips and techniques, as well as giving me access to a wide range of guns. It is special that he is willing to take me along, as the range has a high dollar closed membership, and the waiting list is long.

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Side note:  Seems I misunderstood what C said about dad's reason for checking his funds before they left. C says he said, warehouse (as in Sportsmens Warehouse). Sure thing Bucko...


  

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Good hunting...

Dad and C left Monday for my brother's in Ideeho.  They are in search of the great Wapiti. 

Dad has been wanting to do this for a while and I'm very glad that C was willing to take him on such a long trip.  I don't want to know what Dad bribed him with...


Per his instructions I packed Dad's cell phone, spotting scope, cold weather gear, meds, Stetson, boots, and snacks. He left all his rifles with me, as C has enough of them to get the job done.  I put an ID tag around Dad's neck that said "return to Brighid", just in case my brother got to thinking he could keep him. 
Dad was counting his funds as they got ready to pull out.  I asked what that was all about, C said Dad was checking to see if he could afford a stop at the whore house on the way...

They called late Monday night to say they had made it to base camp at my brother's house. They made it in 11 hours, by golly they must not have stopped on the way...


Good hunting...