COUNTY FAIR.....

Lets go to the fair!!! Each year we go to the Lincoln County Fair which is located in Fayeteville about 35 miles from home. This is a must see event with plenty to do and see. Did you say you want to come along. OK, the car is almost full so climb in and hang on. What's that smell, who did that? Was that you Wade??
We are coming into town guys so behave. You want to eat before we go to the fair? Milli wants a Big Mac, Lynn wants BBQ, Wade wants a BUD, Dakota want Arbys, Irene wants Mexican, Christianne wants French, all the others don't care what they have they just want to eat!! We decided to go to Burger Boy. Ok, gang hurry up time is wasting, the horse races start a 1:00 and we want to see those horses and riders speed around the 1/2 mile track. Wade calls shoot-gun and we are on the way.
Man this car is slow with all these people in here. How many people will this Pinto hold??? I'll park outside away from the gate. You know they charge for parking there. Who said I was cheap?? I think that was my wife!! I was told to be on my best behavior. Guys and gals get your tickets and off we go to the grandstands for some racing. Looks like the stands are almost full. No Wade those seats are reserved. Wade," No one is sitting in any of them, I say we sit here and if anyone claims these seats we can always move, who is with me??" Need I say we got to sit in those reserved seat. The races were good, the trotters pulling a cart with the rider aboard traveled the tracks 1/2 mile twice in about 2 minutes. One race was over in 1: 57. Look at that horse run!!
We are off to see the exhibits around the fair grounds. 4-H kids had some awesome displays with their produce they grew? There's a  very big watermelon, 97 pounds and look over there at that huge pumpkin. Apples, peaches, pears and canned goods of all vegetables. Boy, I'm getting hungry, those food smells coming from the midway is hard to resist. Blooming onions, funnel cakes, turkey legs, BBQ, fried candy bars and my favorite, Polish sausage with peppers and onions. Lets eat gang!!
Lynn wants to ride that roller coaster and everyone wants to ride different thrill rides, I think I'll just watch ( I get motion sick, wimp??) Everyone had a great time. We stayed out of trouble, most of us did. When It was time to load up the Pinto we couldn't find Wade. A search party couldn't find him anywhere. Who knows what happen to him?? Reports of a guy looking like him was seen over at the horse barn trying to bribe a guy to drive one of those horse carts. POOR HORSE, that's all I can say.

WHO DOES SHE LOOK LIKE??????

They say everyone in this world has someone that looks like them. I've been racking my brain as to who this lady from Alaska looks like. You know the one I'm talking about, she Sarah Palin. We will be seeing more of this pretty face for months to come and you never know maybe years.
I think I see who Palin favors. This is only one man's opinion but to me she looks a lot like Marie Osmond. Who do you think she looks like??           



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NOTES FROM HEAVEN........

 Touching story I would like to share.
The ballad of Eddie and Shirley was a Music City romance. They both loved country music long before they loved each other. Eddie was from California and stepped off the train in Nashville with little money in his pocket and a guitar case in his hand with dreams of becoming a songwriter. This was 55 years ago. Shirley had grew up in the area and was an accomplished singer. She had shared the stage with such performer's as, Ernest Tubb, Red Foley, Roy Acuff, Marty Robbins, George Morgan and Billy Walker. Her stage name was Jenny Clay. Eddie and Shirley met on a blind date arranged by her friend who was a fiddler on the Grand Ole Opera.
Eddie would stammer and say, " Your the girl from Tennessee, and she replied, Your the boy from California." That night they played and sang country music for most of the night. Eddie told her that night that " I have never heard one so pretty sing country music like you do, you are cute as a button." That was his name for her the rest of there lives his, BUTTON. She called him "T" after Tarzan.
Within a year they were married and had a son and traveled in a station wagon playing country music at fairs, barn dances, honky tonks, and just about anyplace country music fans congregated. Shirley recorded 16 records but none ever became hits. In time she faded from the music scene, Eddie took a job as a salesman at Sears.
In July, 1996 a mysterious disease hit Shirley, she had trouble standing and would fall down for no reason. She was poked and prodded by neurologist from Nashville, St. Louis, Reno, and Sacromento. Her disease had bedridden her and "T" took care of his BUTTON. In the last year of her life she was totally depentent on him. He never heard her complain. On the morning she died he awoke before her and listened to the ventilator as she slept thinking she had a good nights sleep. She woke and said, " I can't breath, HOLD ME." He replied, "I can't I've got to call 911." "HOLD ME , again she says in a whisper. Soon the EMT's arrive as "T" grew close to her. "YOU SHOULD HAVE HELD ME" SHE SAID SOFTLY, and said no more.
Almost a year had passed since BUTTON had been laid to rest. A year is a long time for a lonely heart. Eddie sure missed his wife of 55 years. One day he picked up her Bible and out fell a small note dated July, 1996 the year her disease appeared, it read; " KNOW THAT I AM WITH YOU IN HEART AND SPIRIT. I MISS YOU, I LOVE YOU DEARLY. YOURS FOREVER, BUTTON. Eddie begins to search for other notes, surely if she hid one note there would be others. He finds a second note and goes on to find 37 notes his BUTTON had hid while she was sick for him to find during his time of sorrow. The last note he found read; MY SWEETEST "T" THERE IS NO ONE IN THE WORLD LIKE YOU. I THANK YOU FROM THE BUTTON OF MY HEART FOR YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT AND ALL YOU HAVE DONE FOR ME. YOUR LOVING BUTTON FOREVER AND EVER.

I HEAR BELLS RINGING???????

I've been known to pull some pranks on close friends through out the years. All have been harmless to those who were chosen for some fun. Perhaps one of the best pranks was with some little bells like kids tied on their shoes or people placed around their pet's neck.
A neighbor's oldest son had arrived back home from his stint in the Air Force. He soon fell in love with a young woman in a near by town. Once they were married her parents gave her and her new husband 5 acres of land next door to them. I was a home builder and was contracted to built their new home in the middle of a corn field. They both were very excited with the construction of their dream home. They were great to work for because they knew what they wanted.
The house was finally completed all but a few odds and ends . I agreed to let them go ahead and move in and I would complete the remaining punch list. The stage was set once they moved into their new home for my prank. They had one of those beds with the metal springs under a mattress and I had these bells, that gave off a little ringing sound when hit together. I tied these bells under the bed to the metal springs and when the bed moved with motion the bells would give off a faint ringing sound.
Weeks later my wife and I meet the couple for a night out at a local restaurant and we all got a big laugh out of what they told us happened with those bells. Sue kept asking Charles, while they were in bed, do you hear bells ringing??? Charles was hard of hearing and didn't hear the bells Sue was hearing. They say when you are in love sometimes one hears bells??? Poor old Charles wasn't hearing bells but Sue was!!LOL!! After several weeks the mystery of the bells was finally over thanks to a new kitten Sue had in the house. The kitten found those bells under the bed and was ringing them a lot more than Charles and Sue where????

MY KITTEN IS MISSING.....

One of my granddaughters at age 5 couldn't find her kitten. She had looked in all the kittens favorite places to hid from her. She became very upset and asked her dad, "Daddy have you seen my kittie cat??" Her dad told her, " Leslie, your kittie cat died and went to heaven." This seemed to put her at ease.
The next day she couldn't wait to tell the little boy who lived next door about her kittie cat. " Did you know that my kittie cat died and went to heaven??" NO, said Johnny your kittie cat didn't die and go to heaven. Your daddy backed over it with his truck and threw it up in the back of his pick-up. I saw him through my window.

SQUIRREL WAR UPDATE.....

About a month ago I did a blog on the squirrels that were taking our peaches off the trees and only eating a few bites off them. I decided to try some music to deter the little thieves. The old car radio placed into a five gallon bucket with it's speaker outside attached to the bucket and powered by a 12 volt car battery playing gospel music.
This music worked for a few days and the squirrels decided to feast on the pears. OK, you can have all the pears you want but stay away from the peaches. Squirrels are like kids, they don't listen. The squirrel ring leader decided they were going to go for the peaches a few days later. Ring leader, " Hey guys we will get up early, about day break and go get some peaches for breakfast." What about that loud noise at the peach trees ask one low ranking cousin?? Leader, " Don't worry about that, I don't think it will hurt us." " I love to hear that noise said top squirrel.
Early the next morning Top squirrel assembled his troops high in the trees near the orchard with his plan of attack. Help guys follow me down and to the peach trees. I don't see any problems. The old man with a gun is still sawing logs.ZZZZZZZZZZZ's. Hey, look at those peaches laying on the ground!!!
BOOM,BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!!!!!! Retreat, retreat we been ambushed cried Old know it all??? Some of his troops didn't made it, four died of lead posioning. The remaining troops with the leader retreated deep into the woods and weren't seen for several days. Prehaps they are planning another mission to the orchard. In a few days it will be time to pick those peaches.

NICK'S RACCOON TRAVEL AGENCY

TRAVEL AGENCY

This raccoon ordeal is getting way out of hand! Yesterday I trapped my second varmint. He was so cute when I went to check the trap, he was sleeping on his back with his feet up in the air. He was waiting for the release and relocate part of my program. This is what might be going on in Raccoon-ville, a community located deep in the woods near our house from a raccoon's point of view?
Rocky, "did you coons hear about that guy up near the road and his travel agency. Yeah, he's got a travel agency for us!!." What does it cost? It's free and the perks are wonderful. He offers a cat food buffet in a nice cage, air conditioned, view you can't believe. After the outstanding meal you get to stay overnight in a 5 star cage, it's almost like being outside, there are many windows in the room. The next morning the man comes to pick up your cage and places you in the back of this vehicle that speeds off to a resort. They say the ride is very thrilling with the wind blowing in your face. Several miles down the road it's time to see where your vacation starts. Once at the resort you are let out and guys I hear it's paradise. The woods are huge and a lake is nearby. It's water as far as you can see!! That's sure sound inviting doesn't it? I'm thinking tonight I will slip up and take a cage and take the trip. Mother coon, " Rocky you be careful, don't get out in the road and wear your best fur coat. Send word when you arrive via the coon-network. Be very careful about those hunters and coon dogs, you know what happen to your dad?" .