A Life Taken

She had the most mischievous smile! Her eyes so big and full of expression. You wondered what this little girl would think up next! 

We soon gave this little girl a nick name of "Tigger" because she was always bouncing, jumping, twirling  tumbling, and flying through the air. She may have been little, but she was spunky! We gave her another nick name... "Shaniely Pooh". It just seemed to fit her. 

Shaniel was our third child, and third daughter, born into the family. She was quiet. She was good. She was a peacemaker. Not only with her brother and sisters, but with friends, as well. Shaniel was a friend to everyone. She was a happy little girl. She was optimistic and positive and always saw the best in people. She was very dependable and responsible as a young girl, and was a sought after babysitter at the age of 10. She loved babies and always had one on her hip.

Shaniel grew into a beautiful young woman. However, she was a typical teenager, and things were not always as they should be. Some of her choices led her down another path, other than what her mother would have liked. She ended up marrying a young man that came from a good family... involved in church and community, and unfortunately that blinded my sense of concern for the most part.

But, signs of abuse started at the onset of their marriage. There was nothing physical, but we knew she was being mistreated in the things he said, the way he controlled her and the finances, and how he tried to isolate her from family and friends. He threw temper tantrums and often tore the house upside down and made Shaniel clean it all back up. He often threatened suicide and harming others. Many other warning signs were surfacing. We expressed our concerns over his ever increasing bad behavior. 

In spite of the challenges in her marriage, Shaniel pressed forward with determination and persistence to make things better. She focused on the good things. On her children. She went back to school and got her degree in nursing. She had two children at the time and became pregnant once again... with twins. Even being on bed rest for the last two months didn't stop her. The next year she graduated at the top of her class and became an R.N. Her career took her into the home health field where she cared for the sick and elderly... and those who were homebound. She soon became a well beloved nurse in the community. Her patients loved her. She was tender and compassionate and became fast friends with those she took care of. 

Shaniel was in the middle of a promising future. She was taking care of the family financially. She loved her children and provided opportunities for them to participate in sports and musical ambitions. She attended all their school activities, concerts, and games. She played with them and took them on adventures. She loved family and often made the 3 hour drive to be a part of family activities. Shaniel loved her salsa garden, flowers, her yard, and hiking and camping in the outdoors. Shaniel was fascinated with building things. She never used a blueprint or followed instructions. She just built it! She was persistent and determined in every aspect of her life. She was loyal and trustworthy. She had a witty and humorous personality. She was someone you loved to be around... always smiling and laughing. Her laugh was contagious. She was brave and courageous. She never let on that things were as hard, at home, as they really were. She protected her husband. She protected her children.  

Shaniel was making a difference in her life, personally. She was blossoming.  On the other hand, her husband was on a downward spiral. Maybe it was depression.. but it soon led to his dismissal at work. He couldn't cope with life. Shaniel spent countless hours over several years taking him to one psyc after another trying to get to the bottom of  "whatever it was." It was always the same result.... nothing!  Was it a game he played in his own mind or with her's?  All I know is that we knew something was wrong, and finally, Shaniel started to accept it for the way it really was. Sometimes it just can't be fixed.

Shaniel had become emotionally drained from the mental, emotional, and verbal abuse he put her through over so many years. She had become concerned for the emotional welfare of the children. After much thought and planning, she decided to leave him. Saturday, she told him she was leaving on Monday. He never let her. Sunday, he killed her. 

In loving memory of my beautiful daughter. 

My angel... Shaniel 

March 4, 1980 - February 10, 2013 

My sweet daughter had so much to live for. Her tragic death has been far reaching and wide. It has affected her family, her children, and all who knew and loved her. I miss her every single day and wish I could hug her and tell her I love her just one more time. Though, I am grateful and comforted in knowing I will one day see her again.

If someone you know is being abused, please speak up, do anything you can to get them out of the situation. Someday, they will thank you, and another precious life saved from the harmful and tragic effects of abuse.

My daughters and I have started a Shaniel's Story facebook page in support of Domestic Violence Awareness. Please visit us at https://www.facebook.com/Shanielstory.

Writers prompt #3: October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. Inspired by Carol a blog friend hosting a walk, in honor of her daughter Shaniel who recently lost her life due to Domestic Violence.  

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Alice in Wonderland

Mad Hatter: Have I gone mad?

Alice: I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But, I'll tell you a secret, all the best people are.

I've always thought Alice in Wonderland a little bizarre  With all the crazy concoctions, nonsense talk, and weird characters. But, every once in awhile, a conversation or quote will hit me just right and an idea will spark. And, this quote did just that!

The girls and I do a Mothers Day Tea every year around Mothers Day. Sometimes, we want to do something that includes everyone in the family. This was going to be that year. We often meet at Thanksgiving Point Gardens to enjoy the Tulip Festival, and it always makes the best backdrop to the best tea parties. I thought and thought how we could include the boys this year. Then the idea came... the Mad Hatter! Many thanks to Pinterest, I had the tea party put together in no time! Making the invitations is always the most fun... and everything else is formulated off that alone. We made Mad Hatter Hats. We made Eat Me finger foods and desserts, and Drink Me concoctions. It was bizarre, weird, crazy fun! Just ask any of my mad guests!

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First of Fall

I'm a farmer, so undoubtedly, I spend a lot of time on the farm. With the hubs gone, it has been all up to me to manage. For health reasons, I hadn't been too involved in the farming for a couple of years, but it didn't take long for me to get into the groove of it again. I actually like it. That is... I like it when I am in charge! The first of Fall is always a signal for the end of harvest. It is the best time of the year for a farmer. Much needed rest and relaxation is finally in sight!

The last order of peaches were picked up and I took advantage of having the orchard all to myself. I armed myself with a camera, put a basket on the 4 wheeler, and headed off to the orchard first thing in the morning... 8:30 a.m.  I live underneath the looming peaks of the Wasatch Mountains, which is located just east of our home and orchard, and the sun doesn't make its way over the top until then. The air was crisp, cool. You could smell the change in the air. Just like Fall weather should be like. I was loving it! It was the first time I wore a jacket. Given how hot it was this year, I was pleasantly surprised that the change in season, the first of Fall, signaled an immediate change in temperature and weather conditions. It was like welcoming an old friend.

As I drove up and down the rows, I took my time... because... I love the stillness and quiet of the mornings. Especially in the orchard. Most of the birds are well on their way to warmer places. No sound of chatter. The honey bees are bedded down in their hives. No buzzing sounds. I saw a squirrel now and again, scurry across the ground, snatch a nut or piece of fruit off the ground, and scourer up a tree. The leaves are changing colors. Brown, red, orange, yellow. So awe inspiring! It was like I was enveloped in a Nature Sermon, soaking up every detail the farm had to show and tell me. I can't even imagine who would ever NOT believe that the world, is indeed, a classroom! 

A farm girl's best friend... 4 wheeler

An empty bird nest

First of leaves changing colors

I didn't have to pick for someone else today. I picked for myself. Peaches, plums, pears, apples, Asian pears. I took them in the house and conveniently arranged the fresh picked fruit, in some wooden bowls, and placed them on the kitchen table. It will be easy to snatch a piece every time I feel a fruit attack coming on. And, the kiddos will love it when they come to visit grandma.

What was your first of Fall like?

Writing prompt #1: The first day of Fall was Sept. 22nd, share something fall related you did!

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Photo Journal

Look what I did today... Wednesday, September 18, 2013.

7:00 a.m. - Wake up. Look on the computer to see stats on Shaniel's Story.

My daughters and I started a Community Based Face Book page a couple of days ago in memory of my daughter, their sister - Shaniel. It is our hope that as we tell Shaniel's story, more women will find the courage to leave abusive relationships. Our page is intended to educate, provide hope and courage, and let people know just what a special person Shaniel was. She had so much to live for. We miss and love her every single day. If you want to follow our story and our cause, go to https://www.facebook.com/Shanielstory 

8:00 a.m. - Out to the orchard

Last night the wind was mean and ferocious. The rain came down in sheets, pounding so hard I thought our widows would break. I went to the orchard first thing this morning to asses the damage. There were lots of peaches on the ground, but enough left on the trees to, hopefully, fill all our orders. Our peaches are in huge demand. I've been told ours is the best in the valley. Twice to three times bigger than anyone else's. I thought all the other farmers used the same weapon as us, but apparently not. We thin our fruit to 10 inches apart in the Spring. More energy goes to fewer fruit. Some of peaches and pears weigh in over 2 lbs. each. Woohoo!

Wish I could share with you all!

9:00 a.m. - Oatmeal for breakfast

Yes, I am an oatmeal fan. I love raisins and brown sugar on it, too. No granulated sugar!

10:00 a.m. - Pears to bottle

Or so I thought! Youngest daughter and I were going to bottle some pears from the orchard. They still need to sit for a day or two to ripen. We'll try again in a couple of days.

11:00 a.m. - Homework

Grandma (that's me), helped little Missy Moo (that's the granddaugther) with writing. She is left handed. I'm right handed. Didn't work so well. I read her a story, too. I love being a grandmother!

12:00 noon - Lunch

When you can't bottle pears, what do you do? Eat out! Hometown just got a new In-N-Out Burger. We just had to go. Buster Boo is happy! Grandma, too!

1:00 p.m. - Shopping

When you're out on the town, you can't go home until you shop! We dedicated 2 hours to out on the town. We went to JoAnns and picked out some lovely purple yarn (Shaniel's favorite color and is also the color for Domestic Violence Awareness). Youngest talented daughter is going to knit her and I a scarf to wear at Shaniel's Walk, October 19. It's a community invited walk that will follow the Price River Walkway, in honor of Shaniel's memory and to celebrate her life. All proceeds will be donated to the local Women's Shelter.

3:00 p.m. - Auto Zone

When it rains, it pours! The battery on the tractor went dead, so I had to buy a new one. And the four wheeler got a bad blasted flat tire. I took the tire in to Big O to get fixed and bought the battery from Auto Zone. Thank goodness for tractor man! Got to get those two up and moving again. I've got peaches to pick!

4:00 p.m. - Smiths

While the four wheeler tire was getting fixed, I went to the grocery store to buy me a two weeks supply of food. I'm home alone right now... and live mainly off fresh fruits and veggies. It such a wonderful time of the year! 

5:00 p.m. - News

Why do I insist in watching the news? It's mostly sad stuff. But I do love my channel 5 - ksl news. They often air positive and uplifting stories and focus on education, as well. 

7:00 p.m. - Appointment

Wait! Isn't that picture from above? It is. I had an appointment at the church house, and when I came out the sun had just set over Willard Bay. It was just beautiful. Hues of pink, orange and yellow settled behind the mountains to the west. The scene was peaceful and serene. 

8:00 p.m. - Fresh Peaches

I sliced up a bowl of fresh peaches before going to bed. I think I missed dinner! Oh well... this is much better!

9:00 p.m. - Is MY BEDTIME!

Jump in bed and relax to the finale of America's Got Talent. Thank goodness for DVR!
The Mr.'s side of the bed remains un-disturbed. And I have it all to myself... love, love, love it!

Writing prompt #2: Take a picture every hour and show us what a day in your life is like.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

 

"Knowlege comes, but Wisdom lingers." Alfred Lord Tennyson

We go through life acquiring knowledge... it comes through life experiences and learning, both in the world and in the classroom. Knowledge is acquired every single day, and is built line upon line.

Wisdom comes after acquiring knowledge and going through life experiences; sometimes over years of time. Wisdom is recognized as using "good judgement and being wise."

Two people come to mind when I think of having "wisdom". My parents. It wasn't until later on in life, after I became a parent and a grandparent myself, that I recognized the wisdom my parents possessed. They were my first and most important teachers in life. They provided many opportunities for learning... both at home, in the classroom, and in the world. All my experiences and education have helped shape the person I am today and will continue to do so throughout my life. I can only hope that as my children and grandchildren look to me for direction, guidance and advice, they find me as "wise" as my parents became to me.   

Fall

Six things I look forward to this Fall...

1. Birthdays

My sister and I have our birthdays one week apart. We usually go out for lunch.

My daughter was born two days before my birthday... she was a perfect gift!

Love, love, love these two women in my life!

2. End of Farm Season 

Can't wait to sell the last of the peaches and put the baskets and tractor away for the season. 

I am ready for a much needed rest!

3. Bon Fires

Who doesn't love a Smore! I am looking forward to cooler weather, sweatshirts, and sitting in front of the fire roasting marshmallows and eating smores' with the family.

4. Fall Leaves

Every year for my birthday, the kids and I hike a near-by canyon, picnic, and eat cake. The best part... watching the grandkids play in the leaves!  The bottom right picture is of our orchard (last fall).

5. Baking and Cooking

I can't wait to mix up a batch of pumpkin chocolate cookies! I love the smell that the harvest brings... spices, harvest soups, and fresh baked bread. Mmmmmm! And Grandma's home-made Chicken Noodle Soup is begging to be made. It warms both the tummy and the soul. So comforting!

6. Europe Trip

I'll be flying to Europe, after farm season is over, where I'll meet the hubs. It's my second time to visit Europe. I am looking forward to seeing new places, experiencing new customs, and spending time with the Col.

And did I mention that Fall is my favorite time of year! 

Writing prompt #3:  Six things you look forward to this Fall

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Darkness

Sometimes we have to feel opposites to know the full measure of their meanings. Darkness and Light. Sickness and Health. Sorrow and Joy. Despair and Hope. Loneliness and Contentment. Misery and Happiness. Adversity is part of our mortal life.

None of us will escape this life without experiencing opposites. We choose what to do with the trials of adversity. Will we learn and grow from our experiences, causing greater determination to rise above our afflictions? Or will we lose hope and remain in misery and darkness? What we choose will ultimately determine the outcome of our character. 

For me, when I choose light over darkness, I feel full of hope, peace, love, joy, and optimism for a new dawn... a brighter tomorrow. Even in my darkest hours I reach for the light and it makes all the difference in the world. 

Darkness

I love America! The America I love was born out of passion, integrity, wisdom, determination, and sacrifices of our early ancestors and Founding Fathers. I believe they were guided, protected, and inspired by divine providence in creating the America I love. Now, many generations later, some of our elected officials seem to have forgotten what America was founded on. Some of our freedoms are at stake. There is unrest around the world. We, as citizens in America and around the world all have a choice to make. Freedom and Light, or Destruction and Darkness. 

As for me, I unite with our Fore Fathers... LET FREEDOM RING! 

Celebrating Life!

Balloons. They come in many sizes, shapes, and colors. They can include specific messages of happy birthday, congratulations, baby announcements, etc. We use balloons to celebrate events, special occasions, and life!

Celebrating a Life well lived

In February, we buried a daughter. It was under the most tragic of circumstances. After the funeral and graveside service, friends and relatives came together and released purple (her favorite color) and white balloons in honor of her life. Even though Shaniel was only 32 years old, it was a celebration of a life well lived. She was so full of life, fun, energy, love, and compassion. She was a daughter, wife, mother, friend, and nurse. She touched many lives and was loved by all who knew her. I love and miss my beautiful Shaniel.

Celebrating an Accomplishment

Earlier this month, we celebrated our youngest daughter's first Triathlon. She swam, she biked, she ran...in honor of her sister, Shaniel. The triathlon was dedicated to mothers, therefore called "TriathaMom". Balloons were everywhere! They were at the cheering carnival, along the trail, and at the finish line. They were bold and colorful. The triathlon was an event that called for CELEBRATION!

The events were Swim. Bike. Run. Daughter A made us proud! She came in 8th place overall in her age group. She was the 3rd fastest swimmer out of 300 participants. 

finish line

the kiddos join mama on the last 500 yards of the run

the results are in... job well done!

So... we celebrate life in different ways. Balloons, in all their colors and shapes, are the visual reminder of WHO and WHAT we are celebrating. 

And I am very certain that Shaniel was looking down from above celebrating the accomplishment of baby sister A... along with the rest of us. 

Writing prompt #3: Write a post that incorporates the word: balloon

Imagination

When I was young, one of my favorite things to do on a hot summer day was to lay on the grass and look up at the sky. I could easily spend an afternoon soaking up the sun and lettting my imagination run wild as I watched the clouds take on different shapes. My imagination took me on many adventures.

I haven't consciously participated in that activity for many, many years. But, the other day I was taken back when I saw this scene above, staring me in the face. I found my imagination taking over! At first sight, it looked like a top of a ship's deck and I imagined the ship being tossed to and fro in the waves on the sea. Or.. could it be a bridge over a large lake with the mountains in the background? What about ship masts? It surely didn't look like what I was really looking at!

What was I really looking at? The top of the Olympic Skating Rink building in Kearns, Utah. Home to the 2002 Winter Olympic Games. Saturday, August 17, 2013, I was at the Kearns Oquirrh Park Fitness Center to cheer my youngest daughter on in her first triathlon... really called "TriathaMom!" My pride and joy was filled to the brim that day. And, I even got to use my imagination in a way I hadn't since childhood! Good day, I'd say!

Think left and think right and think low and think high.

Oh, the thinks you can think of if you only try!

 Dr. Suess

Butt Crack

Who doesn't love the ZOO! Our state's zoo in Utah is called Hogle Zoo. In April, during Spring Break, I went to the zoo with my oldest daughter and her two children. The weather was perfect! A light jacket kept the morning chill away. The animals were out enjoying the cool Spring weather. When we got to the rhino's, I took this shot. I didn't think much of it until I got home and put it on the computer. 

"Interesting!" Two rhino butt shots. "But wait a minute.... what's that above them?" A great BIG BUTT CRACK shot! Even though it's a rock, it could have passed for another rhino butt... just much bigger! The shape, color, and texture is oddly similar to the rhino. Broad, wrinkly, bubbly, dimply. What was Hogle Zoo thinking!

You can find humor in the most unlikely places!

Writing prompt #3: Open you picture folders, close your eyes and pick a random photo to share and write about.

Beating the Heat!

As if it weren't hot enough in the low 100's, try 122 degrees! That's what we went to from northern Utah to Las Vegas Nevada last weekend. My warrior's Change of Command, June 30, 2013, just happened to fall on the hottest day of the year. 

How did we beat the heat? 

• Air conditioner
• IV fluids... yep, that's right! I became very sick on the 500 mile trip down, and spent the first 8 hours in the hospital getting re-hydrated. I layed in bed, soaking up the good stuff. What a way to start a trip!
• Stayed indoors
• Drank lots of water
• Kept drapes closed in hotel room. A trick to make us think it was cooler than it really was! 
• Watched a resident swan and gold fish swim in clear, cool, water. Another trick to make us think we were beating the heat!

The temperature may have been soarin' hot in Las Vegas, but something much hotter was in my forecast today... my soldier!  And I didn't need a glass of water to cool me off! I totally enjoyed the heat!

Nellis Air Force Base (Hanger) - After final inspection of his troops and last remarks, my warrior graciously accepted awards for a job well done.  He then passed the flag, relinquishing his command to the in-coming commander. A reception was held in his honor and, as part of the Change of Command Ceremony, a dozen red roses were presented to me, the commander's wife. 

 It was a bittersweet day, it being his last day as Brigade Commander. So proud of him!

Writing prompt #4: Share your best way to beat the summer heat.

Sunshine

We don't lack sunshine in the state of Utah! In fact, sunscreen is a necessity here to prevent burns. This picture was taken at Spring Canyon in Southwestern Utah. Southern Utah is host to many of the most beautiful National and State Parks, canyons, gorges, red rocks, and geological wonders in the country. Having them practically in my back yard makes me appreciate the wonder and beauty of nature. I couldn't think of a better place to be!

June in my neck of the woods

I did not go anywhere today... yeah! It was a lazy day. I got up at 8:00 a.m. (which took some effort), took my camera outside and wandered around my place taking shots of views and things that show off the month of June in our neck of the woods. 

As I made my way around the house and yard, I thought of a dozen random things about my husband and I. So... not only will you see what's going on in our neck of the woods, you will read some randomness about us, as well.  

I made up for last year on flowers. And the yard is in its third season, so the perennials are starting to fill in nicely.

The old fashioned soda cooler that sits on its own stand was converted into a plant holder this year. I like it! I placed a hanging basket of colorful wave petunia's in it and it seems to be very happy. And it's a great guest greeter.











Random fact #1

The hubs (Farmer D) likes plants and trees that produce fruits and vegetables... it all about the money!

I like pretty plants... like flowers. I don't need money. Farmer D takes care of that.  I just need pretty to make me happy! 

Although I do love to eat fresh picked fruit and veggies from the garden and orchard. There's nothing better than that! Farmer D likes to sell them... I like to eat them!

Last year's geranium was brought inside last year. It thrived very well and I was able to put it back out on the front porch again this year. The flowers were red last year... white this year. Not sure how that happened. 

I planted some zinnias in an old tool box.

A rod iron planter hangs on the side porch. 

I have red and yellow roses blooming in the yard.

Flower pot holding purple petunias sits on the lower patio. I love it because it was Shaniel's, my daughter who passed away 4 months ago.

Daisies are my favorite flower. They were used as the main flower in my wedding bouquet (1975). 

They were Shaniel's favorite flower, as well. I am so happy to see them spring up all over my yard. Now that she has passed to the other side, it gives me great comfort in seeing them.. and that they are thriving so well.

Shaniel's Garden..

A special garden, just for my angel daughter, is in its beginning stages. A beautiful pergola is the foundation. We planted wisteria and golden chain trees this Spring. It will take them a few years to reach the top of the pergola and start filling in the slats on top. The wisteria is purple (Shaniel's favorite color, and the golden chain tree is yellow). Foundation planting will come next year. An old washtub (painted blue) was filled to the brim with beautiful purple and white flowers and plants. It is so beautiful. 

I love my Shaniel garden and can't wait to see it grow up. I will be surrounded with beautiful coverings, flowers, plants, and an angel. It will be my space to think about a special daughter and feel her beauty all around me.



Farmer D will not be here this summer, so I got to plant my vegetable garden my way. I didn't want to work too hard, so I planted some peppers and tomato plants in some containers just on the edge of the patio. Other plants are along the edge of the grass and in between rows of fruit trees. No watering them! The irrigation and sprinkler system will take care of that problem.

We had a hard freeze this Spring which froze most of our cherry crop. There is only a hand full on the trees, and what is there, the birds beat us to them. Blasted birds!

I like to watch birds, but they are so annoying and make a mess everywhere. 

The side porch rail is covered in bird poop. The birds discovered a great place to make a nest... on top of the column. 

When I was taking a picture, the birds got all paranoid, starting flying around like bats out of hell, and started dive bombing me. A parent will do anything to protect its young!

Things around the yard..

benches (I obsess over and collect)

watering cans (I obsess.. especially the old ones)

stepping stones the grandkids made

an old wagon wheel (from farmer d's youth)

new cupula on barn

old glory on a 40 ft. pole

waterfall and fire pit for enjoyment... mainly mine, the kids, and grandkids




June views

cherry tree lined driveway

front of house 

looking West from the front yard is Willard Bay

We live on a private road. There is a gravel pit up the road from us. Diesel's go up and down the road all day long. At first it was quite bothersome, but we have gotten used to it. I hardly ever think of them anymore. I got a picture of a truck making its way past the house.

dead lawn problems

 

front yard looking East toward the Wasatch Mountains

blue skies overhead... for awhile anyway

Evening rain. We really need it! I can hear the thunder. But, still,not a drop of rain here on the east side of Willard Bay.

 It's been extremely hot already (high 90's) and very low humidity. The green won't last long at this rate.

Random fact #2

Farmer D hates yard work. He would rather be in the orchard where there's money to be made.  He gets extremely irritated when the sprinklers don't work and the lawn turns brown. He's a perfectionist and wants everything to be working.

I water the dead spot every evening for about 20 minutes. It's starting to green back up but not without a lot of babying! It's mostly my responsibility to take care of the yard. Afterall, I wanted it!

Random fact #3

We have a theater room. Farmer D has acquired a rather large collection of movies and shows. He has them shelved in alphabetical order and has a listing of every movie bought (talk about OCD!) 

He can watch two or three movies a day (when he is home and has the time). I can only watch one movie a week. That's plenty for me.

But one thing we do like .... date night at our local theater and sharing a large drink and nachos and cheese! 

Random fact #4

Farmer D has OCD. He doesn't think so! He has to check a locked door three or four times to make sure it is locked and he can find the slightest chip in the garage floor (it's obvious when he gets down on his hands and knees to inspect and find the chip). He will call me ten times, even if it's across the world, making sure I am following instructions (drives me nuts and stresses me out!)

I don't have OCD. Farmer D thinks I do. I don't know why. I am easy going, cheerful, don't let things bother me, and am usually very flexible. The only thing I obsess about... Farmer D's OCD! Hummmm.....

Random fact #5

I am older than Farmer D by 6 months. So... I am the boss! Why can't he accept that!

Writing prompt #1: List six random facts about you and your husband

Writing prompt #2: show us what June looks like in your neck of the woods

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