A Slow Go of Things

Well, the title says it all, I guess. I've kinda thought of posting a few times, but there's not much progress right now. We've partly moved. I'm taking Thursday and Friday off of work. We'll finish moving over the weekend. We were driving past the house last weekend, and a deer was in the front yard. No neighbors on the left, right, front, or rear. Just pine trees all around. The peace and quiet and privacy will be wonderful. I really can't wait. Not to mention, I've got a bunch of stuff on Pinterest I would like to do. I've taken a few pics to post on here, but I haven't had any luck in that department yet. They're not the best pics, though. It's a work in progress. Besides, I'm a bit reluctant to post any before pics without progress. I'm not sure if It's because I'm afraid you'll call us brave or nuts or maybe it will be discouraging. Either way, we've certainly got our work cut out for us.

Harder Than I Remember

Three weeks nearly since my last post. Shame on me, I guess. But it seems harder to keep up with blogging than I remember. But then again, I'm driving now. So we haven't started on the house yet. We're moving a lot of stuff this weekend. I'll be so glad when we finally get out there. Then I'll be ready to see some progress! I'll certainly take plenty of pics. Gonna be brief tonight, though, cause I'm watching The Voice! See y'all!

I'm Not Hungry Anymore

I do not like to leave food on a plate. I will try to eat everything on my plate. Even when I am full I keep eating until all the food is gone if I can possibly help it. I know it's not healthy. I don't know why I do it. Maybe It's because I don't like to be wasteful. Maybe it's because I'm a bit O.C.D. (I even measure my shoe laces). Perhaps it's because that personality test I took in college said I was a perfestionist. But the fact remains that I do it. I'm just thankful that I have a fairly high metabolism rate. I could weigh 600 pounds now. (I could still stand to lose a few pounds). With that being said, I dare say I'm the same way in life. If you give me a task to do, I'm gonna do what it take to get it done. And if you give me 100 tasks, I will try to accomplish them, too. Maybe it's determination. It could be a will to prove I am somebody, I am not a loser. Possibly, it's a will to survive, or a need to feel wanted, accepted. But the fact remains that I will do it or die trying. Sometimes it feels a bit overwhelming. How will I ever get all of this or that done? I've tried ignoring the issue at hand, procrastination, if you will. It's still there. It doesn't go away. In fact, it only increases the stress level, particularly if there is a deadline involved. I don't care for asking for help. Maybe I'm afraid of looking weak, not up to the job. But life seems to favor those not-so-little curve balls. And it becomes necessary to make a change, albeit ever so uncomfortable to do so. I will either be forced to get assistance or back out altogether. But quitting is such an ugly option to me. The stresses of life have been mounting lately. My mind goes a thousand miles a minute most days. I watch the news and fret over things I have little to no control over, because I know it could potentially affect my life. Potentially? It shouldn't even be a concern yet, but it is one. Work has been changing drastically lately. I'm not convinced it's all for the good. But I work for the man, a rather large corporation that has been on the fortune 500 list. When they say jump you are more than welcome to ask questions, but in the end you'd be wise to just jump. But overall it's been a good job, and I feel compelled to be be thankful for it. Of course, there's this move coming up, as well. Anyone who has ever had to move knows the stresses of it all, whether it's across the street or across the world. Just the decision alone could nearly drive one mad. And I could never leave out family and friends. I must admit that some things have gotten a quick prayer and then forgotten. It's not because I don't care, but because I do. I could easily allow so many other problems consume me when I haven't even begun to conquer my own. But immediate family and close friends are not an option to ignore. I dare say I'd do just about anything for those close to me if I could. These days life is what it is. The stresses of life are great, and I'm positive I'm not alone when I wonder how I will ever get through it all. But I'm convinced it is not impossible. If I could give any advice on how to cope with a full plate, even to myself, it would be this: Start with one bite at a time, feel free to share, and don't be afraid to say no to dessert.

You Are Here

I don't even know where to begin! I guess I start by saying we don't have chickens anymore. Well, that's not entirely true. We have three. We still have Bucky and China. They're starting to show their age now, though. We've also got Honey Boo Boo Chick. She was supposed to belong to a friend that was a neighbor. But she moved and Honey Boo Boo stayed. That doesn't mean we're gonna stay chickenless. We just needed a chicken break for a bit. So, now I gotta say that we're moving! My great aunt passed away a few years ago. My mom and dad had been taking care of her, and got her house when she passed away. My brother and his family were living there for a while. Then Hurricane Irene happened. There was a lot of damage to The house, as it got flooded. So now we're gonna move out there and fix the house back up. Yeah, it's gonna be a lot of work, but it will be so worth it in the end! Three bedroom, two bath, two car garage, brick home...3/4 acre. Yeah, that's what we're looking for. Plus, we'll be just around the corner from my parents. We enjoy spending time with them, but we'll be nearby if they ever need any help. We've got four dogs now, too. We've still got Max and Minnie. Now we've got Ladybird (Birdy) and Daisy May. Birdy is a Boxer mix that belonged to another neighbor friend that moved to an apartment where they couldn't have a dog. So, being the animal lovers we are....voila. And Daisy is a Dachsund Beagle mix. She was a puppy of another friend's dog. I picked her up and BAM! She was mine. I'm still working for Airgas driving the CO2 truck. I actually love it! At one point I hated it. My route was too big and spread out that I couldn't keep it up. I was getting calls all day and night, and I was so stressed out! But the finally hired another driver, changed my route, and made things easier on me. I can breathe easier now, and I'm back to a regular schedule. Of course, since we're moving, my route will change again. We're moving an hour and change away, and my supervisor wants to redo my route based of where I'll be living. I don't have any pics on here to share yet, but I'll see what I can come up with for later. It's really good to be back! I look forward to seeing you guys around!

Trying to Come Back

Well, it's been two years since I last posted. Been wanting to get back to this blog, but...well, I could give a laundry list of excuses. Anyway, I'm here now! A number of things have changed on Loggers since I was here last. Now I'm trying to figure this out on a tablet. Wish me luck! Hope to see y'all around. If I get this figured out, I'll fill y'all in!

Chicks On The Way

Well, things have been alright lately. Mike and I have been working hard to put away for a trip to Beeville, Texas this summer. Our stuff has been in storage for over 5 years. That's been too much money. So we're saving to get it all back. We've got some important stuff we can't get rid of. No specific dates yet. But we're working on it.

In the meantime, the birds are all doing great. We've got several hens sitting on eggs, all bantams. Well, one Black Australorp will be sitting soon I hope, too. I've also ordered 25 chicks from McMurray Hatchery. I ordered the rainbow layers, a variety of good laying hens. So it will be interesting to see what we get. They are due to ship on April 16th. I'm soooooo excited!!! I can't wait!

It's been nice chatting with some of you on Facebook! I'm on there regularly. If you're not my friend already, please stop by. www.facebook.com/ranman.pete

Hope you're you're all well!!

Facebook.com/ranman.pete

Is it gonna work? Don't have a computer, so I'm trying from my cell phone again. I'm on Facebook. www.facebook.com/ranman.pete  All is well. Mike and I are doing a bit of remodeling. We have 2 closets that were back to back. We knocked down the wall between the 2 to make a big one. We also moving the washer and dryer into there.  Planted a Winesap Apple tree and a Bartlett Pear Tree. Haven't started the garden yet, but by months end it should be well on it's way. I've included the link to my facebook page if anyone wants to be friends. I'll try this again soon! See y'all around!!

Trying, But It's Just Not Working

Missin' Y'all

So I haven't been able to blog for a few months.  I'm still alive and kicking.  I don't have a computer now, thus no internet.  Well, I do have internet on my phone, but I can't post on my blog. It just takes up too much memory and keeps timing out.  I do get to view my blog, though.  So I have seen everyone's comments.  I was just laughing, wondering how many blog rolls I've been deleted from.  Things are going pretty well.  Driving the truck is alright.  If I had to choose between the truck and the office, I'd pick the office any day.  It was more predictable.  It was pretty much 8-5 Monday through Friday.  On the truck I may work late evenings or sometimes on weekends.  But the pay was better on the truck.  Of course, we still have chickens....and pigeons....and cats.  And of course we still have Max and Minnine, our two little dogs.  Mike is doing well.  He's at home this weekend while I'm at my parents.  I came to my nephews birthday party.  He stayed home because he was working yesterday.  I'm on my mom's computer updating to let you all know I'm good!  I'm on Facebook if anyone wants to be my friend.  I'm listed as Randy Peterson Jr.  I have two accounts with the same name because I wasn't able to get into my old account.  It's still there, but just won't let me log in.  I'll try again and if I get in I'll just delete the old account.

We had a  lovely holiday.  Christmas and New Years were spent with my family.  We had snow on a couple of occasions.  And we're expecting more snow this week.  I could do without the snow....and the cold.  I just don't like the cold weather.  I'm thinking of buying a winter home in the Carribbean or maybe Central America.  Perhaps Costa Rica.  I'd love to spend some time in the Rain Forest. 

Anyway, just wanted to let you all know we're good.  If you can't find me on FB, check with Tracey.  I'm frieds with her and Amy and Anna and Kim and Joanna and others.  See y'all around!!

The Belief Project

Okay, so the title of this post is a bit strange, and probably not fitting.  It's what popped into my head.  You see, I have my cell phone service through U.S. Cellular.  And they have been doing all these changes....new plans, new rules for phone trade-ins, new this, new that.  They call it the Belief Project.  I know very little about the details of these changes, really.  But having a sister-in-law that works for U.S. Cellular, I have been informed that these changes, in an essence, do offer better service to customers, but also increase opportunities for the company to generate a great deal more revenue.  The company advertised changes, but kept the details a bit hush-hush till the beginning of this month when the changes went into effect. 

Well, I said all that to say this.  My big changes are coming.  I start my new position on Monday.  Actually, I got a phone call this morning from my new boss.  I have to drive to Charlotte Sunday night.  I will have some training Monday and part of Tuesday.  It's about a six hour drive, so I will have to get a motel room for a couple of nights.  Of course, all this comes out of my pocket till I submit an expense report.  Yeah!!  Cough! Cough!  I must say, I am a bit nervous.  I haven't had a lot of details about this job, and I will be starting in a couple of days.  I just got the call this morning about going to Charlotte first of next week.  But I won't even have the details to where I need to go or what time till later this afternoon.  I'm anxious, to say the least, but excited all the same.  What if I hate this job?  It's not like I can just walk back and take my old job back.  There have already been 50+ applications.  Oddly enough, many of them came through my office, so I've seen who some of the candidates for my replacement are.  Some were impressive, over-qualified in my opinion, and some were, shall we say, completely unexperienced.  But people need a job.  And I'm sure there are ones out there desperate enough they will apply for any job.  I'd probably do the same.

That's that.  The chickens are doing great.  I had three loosies.  There were three Black Austrolorps that hatched out early this summer.  I just let them free range from the time they hatched under their mama.  I decided that it's time to wrangle them up since a neighbor complained about them scratching in his garden.  I managed to catch two, but the third got wise and wouldn't come near me.  I'll have to give it another shot this evening.  I should have tried last night after the thing roosted, but I was too tired.

Not sure what the plans are for the weekend yet.  Mike mentioned going out to Applebee's for dinner Friday night.  My sister said she was taking her kids to the county fair Friday evening.  She said Tony won't ride certain rides with her, and since she had her baby in July she wants to do all the stuff she couldn't do when she was pregnant.  So, that's something else to consider.  Other than that, that's the latest in a nut shell! 

The Rain In Spain Falls Mainly On The Plain

Is it really quitting today?  This morning the weatherman said the rain was gone, except for a couple of pop-up showers along the Pitt County/Beaufort County lines.  I promptly looked out the window to see it was raining still.  I do NOT live along the Pitt/Beaufort county line.  There's still a light mist outside.  We really needed the rain, but this much rain was insane!  I don't know the exact amount, but last I heard it was about 15 and a half inches over the last two days.  I can't help but wonder if any of the cotton crops have been, or will be, ruined by this much rain.  Jacksonville got several inches more, and I heard that Wilmington got well over 22 inches!  My chickens weren't in standing water.  The land is fairly high back there, but the poor things were certainly standing in mud.  One of my roosters, a white silkie, died.  No clue why, except I assume between the cool temps and the rain he may have gotten pneumonia or something to that effect.  I'll have to check them again this evening.  Mike will check them today.

I tried to get rid of a few of them.  I put an ad in the Carolina Bargain Trader, but I only got one phone call.  A lady called, who said her husband told her to call.  She wanted to discuss it with him and call back.  She never called back.  I may have to feed them through the winter, then take them to auction.  C'est la vie.  Oh, and I just sent in another ad to find homes for these kittens.  I have five that need homes.  Otherwise, I'll have to take them to the pound and hope Saving Graces For Felines will pick them up.

Well, I start my new job on Monday, October 13th.  At least I think I do.  My new boss called me last Friday and offered me the job then went on vacation.  To my knowledge he'll be returning to work on Monday.  My current boss didn't give a counter offer.  I really didn't think he would.  It was just too big of a difference.  My current position was posted in the company, and on the company web site (http://www.airgas.com/) and within two days I've heard that they've received over 40 applications.  The position is posted for 10 days, so I can only imagine how many apps there will be! 

So I will be working for Airgas National Carbonation.

I'm sort of looking forward to the change.  Thanks for all the well-wishes.  And thanks for the offer of a good meal, Jim.  How can I get in touch?  It's strange to think I will be driving a truck, especially for what they offered.  No, I will NOT be getting rich.  I don't even buy enough lottery tickets to get rich.  In fact, playing the lottery for me is a rare occasion.  But I digress.  But the difference in pay was worth moving out of the office.  At least, I think....I hope.  (I'm gritting my teeth!) 

Now this is not my truck.  But I will have one similar to it.  I know a couple of the guys I will be working with, and they're pretty cool.  But for now, the suspense is killing me!!

A Sigh Of Relief or A Cringe In Fear

As most, if not all of you know, I applied for a different job within the same company.  I'm not totally convinced it's a step in the right direction, and my boss is not at all pleased.  Of course, I work very hard for my boss, and this company, and I know my boss does not want to lose a valuable employee.  I often handle a lot of different jobs that are not necessarily my job to do, and I try to have issues resolved by the time he gets word.  I currently have a nice, cushy office job with my own office, a plant in the window, a large U-shaped desk, my own coffee pot....I share the fax, laser printer, and ticket printer, but they are in my office as well.  And the pay really is quite fair, in my own personal opinion. 

Now, this job that I have applied for is NOT in an air conditioned office, with a one hour lunch shared with co-workers in the break room.  It is a field job, and involves more hours, most of which will be spent driving a truck all over eastern North Carolina.  Most of my lunches will probably be spent in the truck or at the closest fast food joint.  I will have to deal with hot summers and cold winters.  And I will be on-call most evenings and every other weekend.  It will not be an 8-5 job.  HOWEVER, the pay increase is nothing to sneeze at.  (I know, I ended the sentence with a preposition...get over it) 

I was at a point where I was considering taking on a second job.  I have done that in the past, and I thoroughly hated it.  I worked (supposed-to-be) part time at a convenience store.  I was getting home at 1 a.m. only to have to get right back up at 6 a.m. to get ready for work again.  Plus, while I was working there, one of the employees on the 3rd shift was robbed and shot in the back of the head.  He survived, but who wants to take that chance?!  This new position eliminates the necessity for a second job. 

Well, my interview was last Friday.  Before the interview I felt confident about my chances.  I applied for the same position two and a half years ago and was passed up.  I knew they regreted it, as the person they chose over me had the job for one week and quit.  Shortly after that I moved out of the warehouse into my current position.  I got a call mid-week saying that there were two more interviews scheduled for Thursday, but I was certainly favored and would most likely get offered the position today.  I got the call first thing this morning and e-mailed information the get the transfer started.  I got the job.  I accepted the job.  If they could offer me the same to stay here, I would in a heart be....and I made that clear.  But there has been no counter offer as of yet.  So, it looks like I will be starting a new job in a couple of weeks.  Ho hum, Y'all!!

Trapped

I couldn't think of what to post about.  My brain was getting fried from the thinkin'.  But I was reading on other blogs about wanting fall to get here.  And that got me to thinking.  I thought about a number of things, but mostly why we are always in a hurry.  Today, we are living in a "give-it-to-me-right-now" society.

As a kid, we only had a house phone.  But today I can't make the short drive to work without seeing gads of people yakking on their cell phones.  And it is my deepest belief that they make the roads more dangerous.  What are they talking about, anyway, that can't wait till they get to a stopping point?  Not that I am opposed to cell phones.  Not by any means.  I have one myself.  I just don't use it when I am driving.  If I think it's important I pull over. 

As a kid I recall having only four channels.  We had ABC, NBC, CBS, and if we were lucky we had PBS.  And usually we had to go outside to adjust the antenna just to get a somewhat clear picture.  Now, everyone has to have the works.  Full cable with all 58 of the movie channels.  I saw a commercial the other day for a sattelite tv provider advertising over 200 channels, plus all the movie channels free from some period of time.  I have cable tv, but it's just basic tv.  No DVR, no special channel to show you what's coming on at 3 a.m.  Just about 50 or 60 channels.  And the funny thing is there's rarely anything worth watching.  Some channels even play daily marathons of sitcoms and other programs I never even cared for anyway.  And what's with paying for channels I don't EVER watch.  I don't watch Spanish channels.  I know a little Spanish, but not nearly enough to understand a tv program.  Give me the good old days when after school meant going outside to play till dinner time.  Then settling down to watch a good family movie together.  Cartoons were for Saturday morning only.  Now, there's 24 hour cartoon channels, albeit, some of them are a bit racey for kids in my opinion.

And what's up with microwaves?  We have one.  We use it for popcorn, warming water for tea and such, reheating leftovers.  But who wants an entire meal that's been pre-cooked and frozed, then thawed and recooked in a micorwave?  I used to eat them.  But that was when I had a job that only gave me 30 minutes for lunch.  Is it so important that you rush a crazy meal together like that so you can go watch a program you're not really that interested in?

Do people ever have family time any more?  We didn't really eat at the dining room table when I was a kid.  But there's a good reason.  It wasn't big enough.  Dinner was usually at my grandparent's house, as the lived less than a mile away.  So dinner was usually for aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents.  So we got our plates and ate where we plopped.  But it was never alone in front of a tv or in the bed room.  It was often we family in the living room, maybe with a football game on.  Or on the porch with cousins.  But family interaction was key.  I know of a family nearby me that rarely even spends time together.  The two children, late teens maybe early 20's, are wrapped up in their own goings-on, the wife has a second part time job and is often not home till 9 p.m. and the husband works full time, but runs around on his free time with "his" projects.  I thought "HOW SAD!"

Some times Mike and I will play with the dogs in the yard, mess with the chickens on weekends, have a cigarette on the porch in the evening with drinks.  With all of today's technology we stuck in a speed trap.  I was (am) a big fan of the country group Alabama.  One of my fav songs of theirs goes something like this:

I'm in a hurry to get things done

I rush and rush till life's no fun

All I gotta do is live and die

But I'm in a hurry and don't know why

I love the summer time.  It's my favorite season.  I enjoy spring and fall, as well.  I'm not big on winter, but I still see the wonders and beauty of that cold, short-day season.  The snow is beautiful and the cold restarts life.  This morning as I was backing out of the drive way I noticed the little maple tree I planted last year was just starting to turn red.  Maples are so pretty this time of year.  I bet Joanna @ Boonedocks Wilcox is getting a beautiful show right about now.  It won't be long before there's frost on the pumpkin.  Why not take a look around.  See the wonders of what God has given us.  Tell your spouse, partner, children, parents, you love them.  Take a moment before you leave for work or school to breathe in the cool, crisp morning air.  Do some cloud watching.  Plant some flowers or a tree.  Savor the taste or your coffee, your meal, your dessert.  Bake a cake.  Make life fun.

A Nest Box Giveaway And A Job

Well, I had a nice little visit with my aunt.  Last time I saw her she was in the hospital.  She just had surgery and was a bit out of it.  She just celebrated her 80th birthday!  She looks great for 80, too!  She left Monday to fly to New York to visit friends.

I rounded up the little chicks yesterday evening and put them in cages.  Man, that was hard!  Those things can move!  And they kept running into a little grove of trees half grown with shrubbery.  It took about 45 minutes to catch seven of the buggers.  I caught them because there were nearly 15 or so of them, but they kept disappearing one by one.  I figured predators have had enough of my chickens.  Altogether I have 16 little ones wating to find a home.  NO, make that 19 of them.  I forgot the Black Austrolorps.  Got three of them.  Got an ad in the Bargain Trader coming out tomorrow.  We will see how it goes, I guess.

I've heard nothing on the job.  A friend who works in the CO2 department said they should be contacting me by week's end for an interview.  As of Friday, there were 10 applicants, but my boss sent in another application today.  And I don't know how many more may have applied on line.  I will ceratainly keep you all posted.

AND NOW..... for all you chicken keepers out there!  Pam over at Life On A Southern Farm is giving away a 3-HOLE CHICKEN NEST BOX!!

Ain't she a beaut!!  And she can be yours!  All you have to do is go over to her blog Nest Box Giveaway and post a comment!  You also get extra entries for blogging and tweeting and all that jazz!!  Good luck to all who enter!!

Much Ado About Nothing

That's pretty much what I have to share.  I've been my normal busy person, but nothing really worth mentioning.  I'm still camera-less.  But there really hasn't been much to photograph lately.  I did go play a round of golf the other day with my cousin.  It was only the second round of golf I've ever played in my  life.  I shot a 119.  If you know nothing of golf, then know that that is one horrible score.  If you are familiar with the sport, however, then that's quite an improvement from my original score of 135!  I have an outdated Game Cube that I play Tiger Woods PGA Tour 2006 on.  I LOVE that game.  I have played it so much that I am now a better golfer than Tiger Woods, and I have more money than him!  What a fantasy!

It was an uneventful Labor Day weekend.  We did nothing special.  Spent time around the house.  Messed with the chickens.  I have some half grown pullets that I want to put in with the egg layers.  Mike has been buthering some of the older hens, so I am trying to replace them.  But I know I can't just throw them in, as the other hens will peck them half to death.  So I have a small coop set us adjacent to the larger one.  That way they become familiar with each other.  It worked before, so I'm giving it another go.  I also have some small bitties that were getting too big for the little coop I had them in, so I moved them to a bigger one.  My cousin, who works on the fishing boats, has been staying with us, as well.  They haven't been fishing the last two weeks, so he's been staying with us, just chilling out.  It's just been a weekend of visiting and resting.

No news on the job.  They advertise jobs for 10 days, and September 10th will be the last day.  So I may know by the end of the week, or it may be the first of next week.  I will certainly let you know, though.

I made my blog rounds.  I didn't comment of everyone, but I did read.  What a conglomeration of posts!  When you think of each post as a whole, it's quite funny to think of it all.  I read of hair, illness, loneliness, luggage, regrets, hibiscus flowers, getting back to artsy-ness, regrets, home buying, and so much more.  Altogether I think it would make a fabulous book!  Have a great week everyone!

Catching Up A Bit

Hey everybody!  It's me, Randy!  Remember me?  Yeah, I'm still busy as usual.  Hurricane Earl came by, but I didn't even notice, really.  We had a little rain and a few good, hard gusty winds around 2 a.m. or so, but I slept right through it.  Actually I got up around 1 a.m and again around 3 a.m., just my usual waking up.  It drives me crazy, actually, but that's a whole other post.  But I didn't really hear any rain or wind.  The chickens were all fine this morning, and the three baby pigeons were okay.  One of the pigeons has feathered out, and I think will be a pretty white color.  The other two were born yesterday and the day before.  They're still pretty tiny.  But we survived Earl just fine.  We were lucky, really.  If that thing had come straight onto land, we'd have been hurting in a bad way.  Hope you faired well, Linda, by the way.

I have also applied for another job, within the same company of course.  I don't think it's the ideal job by any means.  And it will certainly mean more hours, and being on call every other weekend.  But it also means a good bit more money.  My boss was NOT happy about it at all, either.  But it was either this, or take a second job.  I had a second job at one time.  I was working 8 a.m. to 5 p.m., going home to change and maybe grab a bite to eat, then going to my second job to work from 6 p.m. to 12:30 a.m.  I was getting home at 1 a.m. and getting back up at 6 a.m. to get ready for my day job.  I felt like I was staying at a motel rather than my home.  I really didn't want to do that again.  I explained that to my boss, who incidentally, put in my annual review that he'd recommend me for a management job.  But that sort of job may be available in 6 months or 10 years.  It's a gamble really.  I am hoping that he will make it worth my while to stay rather than change divisions.  My new job would be delivering liquid carbon dioxide to customers.  That's going from a cushy office job to working a truck in the field.  Sounds pretty dumb, doesn't it?  I think it does.  I'm afraid it could be a dead end job.  But my dad said it would be wise to go where the money is.  And not to hesitate to take a job elsewhere if that was where the money was.  But being a loyal employee and a hustler at getting the job done, even if it is more work than there's time for, it's a tough call.  I haven't had my inteview yet, but I have heard from a couple of guys in the CO2 division that the job is mine if I want it.  It certainly makes for restless nights.  It also means that blogging could very well have to go away, at least for a while.  I don't want that either, but I suppose we will have to see what comes of it all.

Anyhow, my aunt is coming to visit from Texas.  She lives in Temple, Texas and is going to New York to visit some long time friends of hers.  But she is stopping here in North Carolina to visit her sister for a few days.  She'll be here on Wednesday, the 8th, through Monday the 13th.  I'm taking Friday off to spend a three day weekend with her.  She was like another grandmother to me growing up.  She's my great aunt, my grandmother's sister.  My grandmother passed away in 1998, so she's really the only "grandmother" I have now.  I haven't seen her in five years, so it should be a nice visit.

I want to thank each of you for your words of encouragement on my last post.  Sometimes life just gets a bit confusing.  It reminds me of when I was driving a 18-wheeler with my brother.  I think we were in Alabama or Arkansas when our directions said to "turn at the light".  My brother got so angry and frustrated.  Do we turn left or do we turn right?  He turned left, and it was the wrong way.  We then had to find a place to turn around and go the other direction.  If you know anything about 18-wheelers, they are notorious for not being able to turn around very easily, especially in the city.  I'm hoping that if I'm not going in the right direction I will be able to turn things around fairly easily.  Hey Ho! as John would say.

I'm Not Dead! I Feel Fine!

I'm not posting much these days, and I'm certainly not reading much, either.  I'm sorry to those of you that think I should be doing other wise.  It's just that I can't seem to find a moment to breathe.  Work has been intense lately.  I'm still trying to figure out how to do twice the work with half the workers.  That seems to be common in today's economy.  Of course, there's been plenty to do at home, as well.  This past weekend we moved Bucky and China to a larger coop.  Our nieghbor Dustin tried grabbing Bucky first.  Then I gave it a shot.  Finally Mike managed to grab the little bugger.  He is the absolute meanest rooster I have ever seen!  And the smallest!  I guess he tried to make up for his size!  He's put marks on both Mike and I before, and has even drawn blood!  He's a pretty rooster. (see his pic in my last post) But I just assume not go near him if I can help it.  Our swimming pool has been green for a month now.  We've attempted to clean it, but each time we get close we get more rain, or get busy and skip a few days.  So out of frustration, Mike has emptied it out.  I guess it will go unused till next summer. 

I still haven't put those chickens in the Bargain Trader.  I don't think they are going to be so easy to sell this time of year, really.  And all these little ones are certainly too small to eat. 

 Okay, so this pic is a couple of weeks old.  But really, they aren't much bigger than that.  It's funny, when I go out to feed them in the evening time, I always feed the chickens under the lean-to first.  But all these little chicks are running around, so they come running to me to get some dinner.  They are quite skiddish, though.  For every time I take a step towards them they turn and run like I was a fox.  It's the funniest thing, really.  I have to let out a giggle when I see them do it, even when I am alone. 

I am thinking of going back to school.  Really, I'd like to go to nursing school.  When I first went off to college I was a biology pre-med major.  I wanted to be a doctor.  But I thought it was more important to play volleyball in the sand pits than attend boring labs and lectures on microbiology and cellular morphology.  They even sound boring!  My grades starting slipping, so I ran off to Texas, finished my degree in ministry, then ran off into the army to pay off the sacks of loans I had taken out to pay for six years of college.  Now, nursing school would be too hard to pull off, methinks.  I'd have to attend labs and clinicals during the day time, and I'm not sure how I could work a job to pay my bills and go to classes like that at the same time.  But lately, I have been thinking, maybe I should persue a Masters in Business Management.  I like my current job, it pays fairly well, especially for this area, and a Masters degree could potentially open doors for major advancements.  But of course, I've not really done any research.  It's such an ambitious goal.  Most of the time it seems unobtainable.  Sometimes I think I really just need to simplify my life.  But I can't think of too many things that I'd want to go. 

Well, there's no rhyme or reason to today's post.  I'm just typing as I think.  Hope everyone is doing well.  I apologize for not visiting much lately.  I will be back to normal soon.

Back To Mormalcy?

I love summer.  I think summer is the most wonderful time of the year.  Even from a kid I always enjoyed summer.  I was very close to my great aunt.  My great uncle passed away when I was four years old from cancer.  My aunt remarried and moved from New Jersey to Texas.  So from the ages of 8 to 18 I flew to Texas every summer to stay with her and her husband.  I've also spent summers working on fishing boats, playing football in the fields, building forts in the woods...you know, all that boy stuff boys do when they are young.  From the time I can remember, my summers have always been busy.  This summer, really, has been no exception.  It's been one thing after another. 

Of course, I was a pall bearer at my cousin's funeral last weekend.  That's not an activity anyone wants to attend during the summer, or any other time of the year for that matter.  My poor aunt told me that she was holding up okay, but the hard part was going to be after all the people were gone.  She has a 21 year old son with Down Syndrome.  Her son was her support line.  I told her that her other sons would help look after her, but she said it was different with Charley.  She said they looked after each other.  She's still gonna be in need of good thoughts and prayers.

My great aunt that moved to Texas is coming to visit next month.  They are on their was to visit friends in New York, but they are stopping by here in Greenville to give my mom a break.  She has been living with my other great aunt (sisters) who is 91 years old.  She has broken her hip twice and is not mentally or physically able to care for herself any longer.  I'm gonna try to take a day off to visit her for the weekend while she is here.

We are once again in possession of too many chickens.  We've had a good hatch or two this year, and we have lots of young chicks.  Since I am completely unable to sex a chicken at hatch I often wait to see if it's gonna be a cockrel or hen before getting rid of it.  I try to keep some of the hens to replace to older hens that are no longer laying.  The older hens end up in chicken and pastry like the one we had last night.  In fact, I'm having leftovers for lunch today.  My two biggest daddies are Perogi and Bucky.

That's Bucky on top.  He's my mixed bantam and Perogi on bottom.  He's RI Red, but I'm sure he's got something else in him because he's got a pea comb.  But I've got other daddies, too.  I've got a couple of silkie roosters that mated with white bantam hens.  So I've got some bantam chicks running around with feathered feet and five toes.  But I need to get rid of some of them, so I will be putting an ad in the Carolina Bargain Trader to sell some of them off.

Oh, I also got another pigeon chick born!  My white pair has laid on eggs three times this year to no avail.  Finally, yesterday, a single white chick hatched!  I'm so hoping it lives.  My black pair has hatched two chicks this year.  Four actually, but only one gets the needed attention, I guess.  So only two have survived.  She is now sitting on another egg or two.  Here's to hoping!

Still Here

Just to let you know I'm still here.  Filling in for our inside sales guy, who is out on vacation this week.  Also, my cousin passed away this week.  He was only 35 years old, in good health, didn't smoke or drink, and he had a stroke.  His family has had a rough go of it.  His father drowned a few years ago.  His younger brother has Down Syndrome.  And his older brother hurt his leg bad at work a couple of years ago, and still has trouble with it.  If you're a praying person, please remember the family of "Charley".  I'll be back later.

If You Can Read This, Thank A Teacher

I was thinking today about my English teacher from high school.  She, I think, was the coolest teacher I ever had.  She made learning fun.  We read Shakespeare in high school.  Now for the average young teenager, Shakespeare  is no where near the top of any reading list, if there absolutely has to be one.  But she actually made it interesting.  She would give us the play version.  Then students were assigned parts to read.  One might be Othello, one might be Iago, one might be Hamlet and so forth.  THEN, if the weather was nice, we would go outside on the lawn to read the play whilst sitting on blankets.  But not by any ordinary means.  We would, instead of using the conventional door, exit through her classroom window.  AND THAT'S NOT ALL....after simply reading the play, we would then take an excerpt from the play, put on make-shift costumes, go to the auditorium and act out the play...on film. 

 Sometimes she would let us order burgers and fries from Keech's Grill just down the road from the school.  Instead of the regular school lunch of vegetable beef soup from a giant can we would eat unhealtily in her classroom.  She had a giant inflatable gorilla that sat in the corner of the classroom.  She had a little bear on a unicycle that would ride a string across the ceiling.  Instead of student desks we had dinner style tables with students facing each other.  We had REAL round table discussions.  And we could write anything (but perverse) things on the table with markers.  When the table was full, we'd paint it and start over.  She pushed her books and things up and down the halls in a grocery buggy.  To say the least, Mrs. Annie Cutler was the most amazing teacher I ever had.  And I spent six years in college. 

However, she was NOT an easy teacher.  Her tests were often open-ended questions that required a paragraph or two.  And they often were detailed enough that you had to do some major thinking and material recall to answer correctly.  But in the end it was all worth all the work.  When we had papers to write with a certain word count, we were not allowed to count words such as a, and, the, but, nor, for, and so.  We were also required to keep a journal that we had to write in at least three times a week.  We could write about anything we wanted to with the understanding that she would be reading and grading what we wrote.  It was really a way to get good grades to counter act her often difficult tests.  I once wrote an entire page using all the words I was not allowed to count in my papers.  I got an A for originality.  Really. 

I was scanning the net looking for information on her.  I found a site called "Rate My Teacher".   Ratings were from one to five with one being bad and five being great.  For easiness her rating was a 2.7.  As I said before, she wasn't easy, but she was fun.  But for helpfulness and clarity she had gotten 5.0 in both categories.  Here is a quote I found about her on the same site.  

"She has PASSION and instills it in us for learning. She uses learning styles to the advantage of ALL!"

She also hosted parties at her home for her students.  Not the crazy-go-get-drunk-teenager type parties.  She'd grill hot dogs and hamburgers.  Each student would bring a side, a drink, or a dessert.  And on occasion we'd roast marshmallows over a camp fire.  She had her bathroom painted to look like meadow with a white picket fence around the wall and a tree painted up the wall and branches extended across the ceiling.  Many thought she wore the same clothes every day.  But that wasn't the case.  She would find a shirt or skirt she liked on sale and would buy 5 or 6 of the exact same thing.  I know this for a fact, as she brought her students into her room to have a look in her closet!

I had heard that she had passed away.  To my extreme dismay I found her obituary on line.  I'm not sure what the cause was, but she passed away on March 7, 2009 at the age of sixty-three.  That's not the sort of news you want to hear about a hero.  Mrs. Annie Cutler was a great teacher and an amazing person.  I'll never forget her khaki skirts with blue or pink blouses and the signature sweater tied around her shoulders.  And for whatever reason I was thinking of her today,  I thought it would be a great tribute to memorialize her in a blog post.  Teachers are wonderful resources that carry on throughout our lives.  I think that the get far too little credit (and pay) for all they do for us and our children.  SO........

THANK YOU MRS. ANNIE CUTLER

You Left A Legacy!!