Way out West...

Only in the West are you sent home from your attorney's office with bumper stickers for Hank, Rav, & the frig that read...

No hint there that he's also a cowman...

No need to breakout the sewing machine. Got my dress for granddaughter, Ali's, wedding later this month. Marymine ordered two dresses for herself and both were the wrong color, she sent one back, but the other one, she said might work for me. Tried it on and it fits, so that is taken care of.

Navy blue, my favorite color. Now all I need are some kick ass heels to go with it.

 When I teasingly asked Ali if it was Ok to wear my cowboy boots with my dress, Marymine immediately piped up and said, "Ali, do not encourage her!"  

Granddaughter Ali

This is going to be such a fun wedding!

MySean is on a little 1,200 mile bike ride with his  fiance and a group of friends this weekend. Yes, she is little, but she's mighty, and we all love her. 
(Sean says I gave him those gray hairs, I can't believe that is true, can you?)

 The whole group took time to stop and visit the Cowman & Maxwell, the wonder cowdog.

The Cowman & Max's place.

I'm on the look out for a much more gun & tax friendly state in the West, for when Dad's estate is settled.  I love the immense natural beauty of Northern California, but I simply can't afford to live here any longer.   Thoughts on possibles?