10 Things to Smile About July
1. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I feel like I’ve taken the best 4th of July photos so far to date.
2. A good night with friends watching baseball, playing with cameras, and eating tacos.
Month: July 2015
DWTS live Perfect 10 Tour, Springfield, MO
So let’s take a little trip back in time… say what? Well, it kind of is the back story to today’s story. :). Back on Cinco de Mayo, I actually got out of class sort of early, went and got myself dinner (tacos! yum) and came home to watch Dancing with the Stars. Was it the final Results Show? I can’t remember, I just know partial details here.
I had recorded the show since I had night class so I was passing through commercials, however I got caught on commercials once and saw that they were getting ready to do the Dancing with the Stars Live Perfect 10 Tour and they said at a city near you. I live in SW MO… seriously… a City near me, I figured maybe Kansas City, St. Louis, Tulsa, Fayetteville, maybe OKC… so I jumped over to the website and checked it out. And that’s when I saw Springfield, MO! WAIT WHAT?!?!
I was so excited I quickly emailed my mom to tell her. She then got on line, looked, asked if I wanted that for my birthday present, and Bam, that’s how I wound up going to Dancing with the Stars Live on Sunday!
We had all the cast listed below except Rumor. She was actually supposed to be with our stop but she hurt her ankle prior to the performance and wasn’t able to make it.
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Mom, Dad, Hubby, Abug and I headed to Springfield Sunday evening to go to dinner at Springfield Brewing Company and then we were off to Juanita K Hammons Hall for the Performing Arts to watch the show!!!! The show started at 7:30pm so it was perfect amount of time to drive to Springfield, eat, and then the show!!!
Guard Shack
This is the last Tuesday of the month which means that EmmyMom has her mem up… but I still have the rest of this week so come Friday I’ll probably have that post up. Instead let’s focus on last Tuesday.
Last Tuesday night hubby went over to the Guard Shack to help out with a KMO barrel racing event that was going on. I really wanted Tacos so I told him that Abug and I would go as long as we could stop by Gringo’s and get dinner. Hey I drive a hard bargain!
When we got there, Abug and I ate dinner before I’d let her play. I was afraid if I didn’t make her eat first, she wouldn’t eat and then she’d be hungry, although the kid knows how to and loves to eat. So maybe… just maybe, she’d have eaten…
Moo took her once she got the chance and they played with the horse. Abug was scared of this horse, why I’m not sure because she’s been on it before. Finally by the end though, Moo had her on the horse by herself. It’s not like it is a real horse anyway…
Our Monday that Was
Recently I have shared with you Wednesday nights, Thursday evenings, Friday day, Friday night, Saturday, Sunday, so why not keep with the theme and share last Monday with you. Is it anything spectacular, no, probably not but it is what it is. That and last night I got to see Dancing with the Stars live and I’m too tired to think of anything else to blog about… so you get last Monday.
Mom woke me up at 7:30am. Yes, that’s not early, but when you haven’t slept much because you can’t get comfortable and your husband snores, you make up for it in the mornings. Abug and I thought it would be fun to go with mom to Springfield shopping so she woke up around 9 while I was fixing my hair. I put on CMT because she loves listening to music and that entertained her while I was getting ready.
Mom came and got us and we were finally off. Then it was time to go shopping. While mom was trying clothes on, Abug was entertaining herself in the mirror. (Don’t worry I was there with her, she wasn’t just left in front of the mirror ;)).
After we went shopping we went to lunch. One of my favorite places to eat is Zio’s. There are so many good places to eat in Springfield and we always migrate to Zio’s. We were being mean sending hubby pictures and messages that that is what we were having for lunch. I jokingly told my mom I should take hubby some of the Tomato Florentine soup home for dinner. Then I said I needed to get 2 so that I’d have something to eat too…. Mom took me serious and ordered Chicken Parmesan, 2 cups of soup and Tiramisu for dessert for us. Thank you mom, we love you!!
Our Story Part 31 {new}
Back in 2010 just before I got married I was sitting around one day and started thinking about the journey that hubby and I had been on that lead us to getting engaged and everything that lead to that day that we said “I Do.” As I thought of the story I started writing it out. If you’re new to these parts, you’ll definitely want to get caught up on the back story and click on this link will take you to a post containing all the previous links. Then one day earlier this year I read back through those posts and started thinking again. The more that came to me, the more I wanted to get this story written out so I didn’t forget.
So here’s the next step in the story of my husband and me. This post has been sitting around for a while waiting for me to hit publish, and today marks the 6th anniversary of my husband and my first date. That seemed like the best time to hit publish.
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PC proposed to me at 10:15 that morning. He stuck around for about 20 minutes or so and then eventually went back out to his truck. Once noon rolled around I went out and met him so that we could go to lunch together. He made the comment that he had contacted my boss to plan this whole event out so that I wouldn’t get in trouble. He also said he wished he’d have thought to ask for me to have the rest of the day off. He also thought it would have been nice if my boss would have just told me to take the rest of the day off, but he didn’t so we just went to lunch.
A Saturday Post: The Lake
Let’s just state for the record… if you don’t like pictures, today’s post is definitely not for you… we’re looking at 33. It’s just a days worth of photos and truthfully, there were more, I weeded it down to 33. FYI over. Now let the post commence.
Whoever heard of or thought of getting up before 7am on a Saturday is out of their mind. This is probably why I didn’t marry a farmer… lol :). This last weekend a huge group of our friends went down to the lake. Hubby and I decided we’d meet up with them Saturday for a day at the lake. (the rest were camping!!) Abug woke up her cheery normal self and was eating animal crackers to start her day. This kids momma didn’t raise a fool. lol :). Then on the drive down she took in a little snooze. Again, her momma didn’t raise a fool!
A Fairing we will go…
If there’s one thing I did when I was growing up, it was growing up at the county fair (and the district fair and the state fair….). I started showing sheep the summer I turned 15 and ended my showing career when I was 21, the oldest you can be (in FFA it is 4 Novembers after you graduate).
This last week was our county fair. On Thursday Abug and I met up with a friend for lunch and some other friends stopped by to talk to us. They asked if I had been to the fair yet and I told them no. I think it shocked everyone. Hubby and I did have plans to go, just haying season took over as did life and so our plans were to go out Friday night. And that’s just what we did.
Last year Abug was able to experience the fair at like 2 weeks old. Everyone thought we were crazy for having her out there, but like I said, I grew up in these show barns so it didn’t seem all that crazy to me. I was a fair kid.
I’m not going to lie, I sure hope she’s involved in showing and continuing the 6th generation farmer and on to future generations. I guess only time will tell.
These two girls are roughly 4 months apart with Abug the oldest. The last time they were together PN was a few weeks old and both girls were sacked out experiencing their first “Play date” ha! And now, good luck getting them to both look at the camera, little lone smile!
Farm Shows & Fried Chicken
You would think I might do these posts in a specific order… you know by given date or whatever, but that’s just not my style. So yesterday you learned what a Thursday evening looks like for us, then I promised you Friday evening but instead let’s jump forward to Sunday shall we? It only sounds fitting… I don’t know why, ask me later why it sounds fitting but for now just go with it.
Sunday we made plans to go to the Four State Farm Show with my dad. It’s a yearly farm show that is held over in Pittsburg, Kansas.
Last year Abug was only a couple weeks old so she wasn’t able to join us, but this year, this year she’s a year old so that didn’t stop her or us! I have started making it a point to get pictures of her “driving” all these different things… I think it started with my dad’s new truck back the end of May. So we had to climb all over all the new farm machinery. We “drove” tractors, combines, sprayers, lawnmowers. There was nothing off limits.
6th Generation Farmer
The other night we needed to get the rest of the hayfield mowed. Hubby sent me a message earlier in the day asking if I’d meet him after work at the hayfield and bring him work clothes. I figured this might be the perfect time for baby girl to take her first tractor ride.
After baby girl had her round on the tractor, she was sitting in the field in the shade with me. While I was sitting there I was wondering how long my family has been farming. When my dad got there after work we were discussing what generation farmer baby girl would make to our family.
On my dad’s side of the family via my grandma, my great-great grandfather moved to this area from Illinois, his son (my great grandfather), my grandfather, my dad, me, and now baby girl. = 6th Generation farmer. The history before moving to SW Missouri is a bit sketchy. My great-great grandfather fought in the Civil War. He found his way down here moving with the troops, loved the area so much he went home after the war, and moved his family down around here. At the time land was cheap to purchase so he bought 800+ish acres. Since then it has been sold.
Then while Dad and I were talking he said that my great grandma via my grandpa’s side of the family, her father was a farmer, my great grandma (yes grandma) was a farmer, my grandpa, my dad, me and now baby girl is coming into the family as the farmer. That = 6th generation farmer as well.
So either way, you look at it, baby girl has the 6th generation legacy of farming in her blood. And I say that’s a pretty cool fact!
So now it’s time to take you on baby girl’s first tractor ride.
I’m not a Mommy Blogger, I’m a Lifestyle Blogger
I’m not a mommy blogger… I’m a lifestyle blogger. I think that’s the best niche you can find for me because I blog about my life and maybe even my style sometimes.
This blog post though is about my baby… and she’s part of my lifestyle right now. And I know that I’ll be sad if I forget this moment, so here I am, blogging about my Friday afternoon.
Baby girl laid down for a nap around I don’t know 12ish maybe. She fell asleep on our bed while I was editing some pictures and I decided I was hungry so I got up and went and warmed up some left over Pesto on Mozzarella ravioli pasta. I ate about half of it and then slid it off to the foot of the bed figuring that I’d either put it away later or baby girl would eat it when she woke up. Little did I know I was psychic…
About 1:20 or so I got up to go to the bathroom leaving the baby asleep on the bed. Laptop open. Remote on the bed next to the laptop. Food still at the foot of the bed. Ay yi yi…
I was in the bathroom and I hear the tv change from watching New Year’s Eve to The Talk. Oh crud the baby is up. Then I hear the fork hit the plate… Oh dear, that isn’t going to end well.
Turns out Friday afternoon was the perfect day to wash sheets. We needed clean bedding anyway…
