1st Day of Swim Team

Yesterday was full of fun for the kiddos. The oldest had his friend come over to play for a couple of hours and then go to the pool.  The youngest had the neighbor over as well.  All four of them played outside with nerf swords until the thought of catching snakes entered our oldest’s mind.  The kids tried to catch an elusive bull snake to no avail.  This snake has seen it’s friend “snatched and relocated”, so it only suns it’s tail.  The snake resides under the neighbors concrete slab on the south side of her house.  I think there may be more than one.  The oldest seems to think he’s caught at least eight different snakes at her house…the markings and size are different on the snakes he’s grabbed.  He is really educated on snakes and reptiles, so I don’t doubt him at all.  Happy hunting,

The mister met his friend the saddle maker at the gun show and his friend didn’t bring down the old saddle because it was too oily.  Bummer.  The mister was home early and headed upstairs to purge his closet while I took the kids to the pool.  He did an amazing job on his closet…I wish mine looked like that.

We have to wake the eldest at 6 a.m. to get to the pool at 6:15 for stretching and warm up.  It’s early…I know…but once they get into the rhythm…they really enjoy it.  The youngest doesn’t need to be there until 8, so swim team practice is a breeze for him. I am off to find the swim suits , so the Mister is taking over.  Have a wonderful day.

That’s right, I cleaned out my closet. That means I tried on every stitch of clothing to see what fit and what didn’t. In the end I have some real nice clothes I need to take to a mens consignment store as they’re just too nice to donate. I have some Prada shirts and Armani pants that are in great condition that hopefully will bring in some bucks. Next up is the closet in the spare room.

Work’s going pretty well. I just have to keep the pressure up and monitor the distributors almost daily. You have to treat them like 5 year olds.

Did you see where Anna Wintour, the long time editor of Vogue magazine is running ads trying to get you to bid to come to dinner with her and Obama. I mean really, like that’s going to connect with the average American. Some uber wealthy New Yorker who thinks she’s better than the rest of us. Oh well, pretty typical as Obama thinks he is too. I just don’t understand how anyone can vote for him this time around. I mean can you honestly say he did what he said he’d do? Where’s the transparency? Where’s the working together? Where’s the reducing our debt? Where’s the cutting out the waste? Sorry to those of you I offend, I don’t know why I go into this as if you like him, he could do anything and it would never make you change and the same is probably true of the other side. That right there is the problem, we’re too divided. Where’s a President like Roosevelt, Eisenhower or Kennedy? Ok, I’ll stop now but I fear for our Country if this guy gets elected again. How about the 30,000 drones that will soon be flying over all of America in the name of preventing terrorism? That’s just wrong, how can anyone think that’s ok?

We woke up at 5:15 when Lacey managed to open the kitchen cabinet door and pull out the trash can with her teeth and then proceed the spread trash all over the floor. Nice huh.

Mom’s having a hard time rousting the oldest out of bed for swim team. You can hear him upstairs moaning and groaning plus Mom gave him his little brothers suit. It’ll take a few days to get him in the groove.

Last, Grandma Dixie had a nice comment yesterday, here ya go.