Hump Day...

It's hump day, and there are only a thousand things that need to be taken care of...

talking with my attorney, and dealing with county bureaucrats, and the bank, and working on the place, and getting ready for the wedding. But sometimes you just need to set back and enjoy those little funny moments that happen.  

So to lighten things up I'm sharing this video of a dear friends grandson in the cutting at the CHSRA Finals in Bishop, CA.

Kinda starts out slow, but Riley proves that he's a hand...

and from Riley's dad, 
"He isn't big on Cutting, but when he rode out of the pen and the crowd was going wild, he had a smile on his face bigger than the state of Texas!"

Monday evening with George...

Went shopping for The shoes to go with The dress for The wedding.  Started out online, well hell that isn't going to work, too close to the wedding, and I found out pretty darn quick that once again I can't afford my taste. 

 Who the heck would pay $585-1200 dollars for a pair of little strappy sandal shoes. Figured I could find something closer to home. Started in a shoe store up the road, nothing even close, went on up to Macy's.  Oh joy, waited on by one weird dude with a man bun. Ask him to bring me some strappy shoes to wear with my granny of the bride dress. (I showed him a picture of my dress and said "no gold lame' flats allowed")  He came back with five boxes, and then scurried off to wait on the ladies that obviously had Macy's preferred customer cards. I sat down, opened the first box, then the rest of the boxes, oh heck no! One pair were really ugly clunky navy & white gingham! One pair had more bling on them then ever should be put on a shoe, another pair were so frumpy even Maudie Fricket wouldn't have worn those suckers,  and on and on it went. Got up and walked out of the shoe department, when one of the Macy's preferred customers caught up to me and said, "you might want to try the little store down the mall, they have some nice shoes."  "Thanks, I will check them out." Walked down the mall and found the store she mentioned. The salesman comes out from behind a partition... and he's wearing a half ponytail, half man bun!  What the heck is with these damn man buns!  He didn't have anything like what I wanted either. Drove back to RB and went to home depot to get touch up paint, and give thanks to the gods of hardware that there was not a man bun in sight.

Now that the trauma/drama of the day is over I'm having a glass of wine, and spending Monday evening with George...

Day at the fair...

It's that county fair time of year, so I went down to watch granddaughter, Lauren sell her FFA project steer. 

Weather was sunny, but cool, perfect for all the stock.

Got to see Marymine (she works the sale, so not much chat time with her), her crew, and visit with lots of friends.

Here are some random photos to give you an idea of the day: 

Helping each other make sure uniforms were just so,

4Hers and their lambs getting lined up,

FFA girl & her lamb waiting their turn to go in the sale ring, with a cage of Champion chickens behind her.

and this little cutie and her Grand Champion 4-H hog (wish I had gotten her name). Just wanted to give her a hug and a "you got this with that smile!"

Lauren waiting in the barn to be called to the sale ring. (It's been a long week for these kids)

Lauren and her steer outside the ring.

Lauren & her steer in the sale ring.

 

 It was a Good Day at the fair.

 

Dragon butt...

Was seriously dragg'n butt this morning trying to make early mass and then the first Sunday of the month KoC pancake breakfast. An aside, there were no mimosas hidden in the orange juice pitchers this time. I might know this because I might have sampled a little out of each one.

You remember me telling you I keep tabs on Dad's GF, a couple posts back right, well Sat. night at 9:30 PM (she is a night owl) I called to check on her.  Bless her heart, I wasn't able to get a word in edgewise long enough to say good night until almost 1:30 AM. She doesn't know it, but she's a heck of a motivator... I got all the grout in the kitchen counters and tile floors scrubbed clean, the living room, den, & dining room dusted, the floors mopped, glass tables polished, and touch up painting in the master bedroom done during that time.

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?