May 2011 Graduation

It Is Finished!

In 1971 I started Head start (the Kindergarten of the dark ages). Now, forty years later, I have graduated from Henderson State with my BSG. It’s been a long ride and it’s not over yet. I actually love school. My mom had to make me...

Christmas 2010

Christmas 2010 With Family

We celebrated a lovely Christmas with Toby’s sister, Kim, and her family on Sunday. Both Raylee and Tia had guest this year. We missed Ashley, who had to work. I made her come over later to get food and her gift. Unlike the rest of...

Tired

I’m tired–tired of always taking the high road and doing the right thing. I’m tired. Just plain tired. I’m tired of playing devil’s advocate and trying to view all sides of the issue. I’m tired of being the parent, the mediator, the adult. Tired. Just...

Diary of a Potato Farmer – Weeks Ahead

Weeks four, five, six, and maybe a few more have passed. We finally got the potato trash cans totally full of dirt and waited, somewhat impatiently, for the potatoes to start peeping through. There have been many times I’ve gone out there and stuck my...

home made buns

Homemade Hamburger Buns

There are few hamburger buns out there that we (mainly my husband) like. They are either too big, too small or fall apart. I have found a brand that seems to hold up pretty well, but they cost $2.00 for a package of 8 and...

Diary of a Potatoe Farmer – Week 3

My, my how does my garden grow. The potatoes are growing like, well weeds. There’s no other description. Week 3 and over half of the trash cans are full of compost already. My husband decided to expand our strawberry patch. In order to do so,...

homemade composter

Diary of a Potato Farmer – Compost Side Note

As I mentioned earlier, P. Allen Smith inspired me to start my own composting pile. Here’s the link to HIS version of this: http://www.pallensmith.com/articles/trash-can-compost-bin After I saw this on his show, my husband went out to the shed to see if we had an old...

Diary of a Potato Farmer – Week 2

I’ve checked my trash can potatoes every day. It’s been two or three days now and I do not see green leaves poking through the dirt. It’s a good thing because I’m going to have to go to the city compost center to get more...

Diary of a Potato Farmer – Week 1

We’ve had a vegetable garden several years now and have always wanted to have a potato patch. Lack of space prevented us from doing so; however, this year I ran across an article that talked about growing potatoes in a trash can. Several articles and...

Good Fences Good Neighbors Make

There’s a song that says, “God is great, beer is good and people are crazy.” I can agree that people are crazy. I’ve always operated on the concept that all people are basically good. Everybody has something to offer if you will just give them...

Drive-Bys

DISCLAIMER: THIS IS MY VERSION OF TODAY. I had a drive-by appraisal appointment today.It was quite interesting.Normally, a drive-by appraisal involves taking a picture of the street and the front of the house, makes a few notes, and drive-off.However, today the house was not visible...

Mud or Not?

We have a cat that’s about 1 year old. She found us when she was barely big enough to hold in just one hand. She started out as a typical night roaming cat until the night she got beaten up and now she sleeps in...

The Hobbs Family

Hobbs Family Reunion

This photo is of Joe Hobbs and his wife Dorothy Smith Hobbs.  The small girl on the top is Naomi Hobbs McKinney, and the bottom row left to right Ted Hobbs, Bonnie Hobbs Nicklen, and Joe Dean Hobbs.  There were two other siblings born after...

Knock, Knock

He came to work with his dad because school was out. Just a small child in Kindergarten, tow-headed, a little bit quiet and preoccupied with the computer game his dad had put on for him to play while waiting to leave. His dad had placed...

Christmas Magic

As a child Christmas was a magic time. Even though we didn’t have much money, our parents would always make sure there were gifts under the tree that we wanted although we didn’t know which gifts they choose for us. Every year around Christmas time...