You just have to love Kentucky!

I have been taking pictures like crazy but Google is kind of hit and miss as to whether it will allow me to upload them. So that is part of the reason I have not been posting regularly. Seriously, I have so many photos of interesting things to share with you all! So tonight's post is short but fun...here is something that you are likely to see in most any state in the nation, just outside of a tire store/recapping plant:

Ahh, but leave it up to the good folks in Kentucky to take an ugly pile of tires and make something pretty of it.  Everything is pretty down here, have I told you all that?  Naybe we can put one of our own up like this next year!

And on that note, it appears that by changing to Google Chrome, I can now upload photos again.  Maybe I'll do another post tonight.

Back in the Saddle Again!

It's been a few days, well, shoot, more like about 3 weeks!  I am sorry for that.  Partially we ran into the whole floor project.  It is taking longer than we anticipated.  The front room is now mostly done, just a row in front of the kitchen door needs to be done and a few stray places need to be grouted.  Joey, my wonderful tile guy, took his family to NC for Christmas for a week.  I will post some photos as soon as the printer gets hooked up because that is where I put the little memory card thingie to download photos.  And do I have photos!  I have been busily taking lots of them for you all.  Lots of adventures to talk about.  A short trip to Tennessee to visit a friend this last weekend.  The photos of the tile floor which looks FABULOUS, by the way!  Tabitha's impending litter the first week of January.  Some really cool barns and lore about them locally.  A Kentucky Christmas tree that you will all just love and laugh at.  Yes, I have been very busy here!

Joey promises to get after the kitchen floor right after Christmas.  I can't wait to see what he can do with it!

And the garage, well, what can I say.  Jerry has been in it. This is not good.  He made room for his four wheeler and then threw some things in there.  I am not pleased!

So stay tuned, lots of things are around the corner and I can't wait for Christmas where I can sit on my butt and not have to take care of 30-50 dogs and cats!

The Garage is approaching empty!

It's kind of hard to see from these photos but it is true.  It's getting cleared out!  I have been told by people that they lived somewhere for five years before the last box was unpacked.  I imagine that is because some of the stuff in boxes is extraneous stuff, not really needed or wanted but too good to throw out and "worth something".  I have tried to overcome that with our move.  I gave a ton of stuff to Salvation Army and Habitat Restore before we left but the packing was going slow, so eventually was just pitching stuff in boxes and telling myself I would sort it out when I got here. Which I have been doing!  

I went through about 12 boxes yesterday and a couple more today.  Some had some stuff already removed from it.  The reason it's taking so long is because we are still waiting for the main floors to be finished in the house and I expect those to be done by Christmas!  However, I can put stuff in the kitchen cabinets, in the dressers and bookcases which are in the bedrooms and in the closets.  The bedroom floors are all finished! 

A lot of stuff has gone to Jerry's workshop, some has gotten hung up on the walls of the garage such as bicycles and horse blankets, and some is going on shelves out there.  It's getting done.  I will one day soon have an actual garage to park the cars in!  What a luxury since we converted our last garage into a boarding kennel!  :)

Today's Surprise Boxes contained a slew of winter coats (and I'd sorted through these before we left) and some vests.  The other box had some CDs in it, a huge shoe box full of pens and office things, another coat or two and I haven't quite got to the bottom of it to see what else is in there.  Definitely office/coat closet stuff though.  I will get it all arranged and settled in.  I pulled out two more coats, a navy blue leather jacket and a red/violet longer windbreaker lined in fleece.  I like both of them but hey, we live in Kentucky now and I don't need the assortment of jackets and coats I used to, this one for 0 degrees to 10 degrees, these two for 10 to 20, this fleece vest with that coat for 20 to 30 degrees, etc.  It's 55 degrees today and sunny.  I'm running around in a long sleeve t shirt with the sleeves rolled up, slopping through some mud to help Jerry with the posts on the new barn and then back up to the other barn to put this buck with these two does for an hour or two to make kids for next spring!  And not cold a bit!

I swept out a ton of leaves that had drifted into the garage, and moved some boxes around into better order and moved in an end table and a bedside table, too.  Much better.  You can see here how much better it all looks:

 It was truly stuffed to the ceiling and triple stacked.  And the concrete bags on the right side are gone now, too, I took the photo before Jerry started to build the barn today.

Yay, it's the weekend!

And I'm still not feeling like writing today.  A long day with a slight headache and boring things to do.  And my boss had a cold and came into my office! Ack! Stay out!  Then he used my phone.  So maybe by the time I get there on Monday the germs will be dead.  And I have to remember to wipe down the phone with something germ killing.  No offense, Boss, just taking care of your employee!

So I will go through my photos and find some more photos for you all to see.  How about the sunsets?

And I will finish my story of getting down here this weekend, I hope.

Thanksgiving, 2010 in our new home!

Today it is 70 degrees and green.  I am stunned.  Maybe when I was a kid in the South I could remember this but not in the last 30+ years.  I checked the weather where we came from and it's bitter and windy and supposed to snow if it already hasn't started.

I love it here.  Have I ever mentioned that?

I got up and did a little bit of cooking, Kathy is taking care of the turkey, dressing, potatoes and gravy.  I am doing sweet potatoes and green beans (Not the casserole kind, though).  And the pie.  Well, that is another story.  You see, yesterday I was in the grocery store.  I hadn't been for 2 weeks, last Friday, my regular grocery day, we really weren't out of many things.  I thought I'd go Monday after work.  Nope.  Just didn't work out.  Maybe Tuesday.  Nope. So I went yesterday and it was busy but not really crowded.  Lots of specials on sale and so I got a few extra things.  But I was feeling guilty because Kathy was taking on the lion's share of dinner so thought I'd get pie.  I got a pumpkin pie and a pecan pie (it's a Southern thing, I always had pecan pie as a kid, we really never had pumpkin pie, that was a New England thing).  YUM!

So last night, figuring that two pies between three people was an awful lot of pie to eat, I told Jerry he could start eating it right away.  Kathy isn't crazy about pumpkin, so figured she would help me with the pecan pie and there is that german chocolate cake she made this week, tool  He decided to dive into it for dinner.  He's so skinny he can do that, so he heated it up, lathered it up with Coo Whip and got through about three bites before he commented that it wasn't very good.  As a matter of fact, he said it was terrible.  

"Here, taste it" he said.  Nuh uh.  He did that to me once with milk.  "Here, smell this" and like a dummy I did and he laughed like a hyena.  So I said "Let's get Kathy to taste it" and went over and got her.  

She came and tasted it and made the same face as Jerry had, squinting eyes and tongue out, universal sign of "YUCK!".  The tried to decide if it was lack of eough spices, Jerry kept saying it tasted liek squash.  They looked at the ingredient list and it was full of lots of thickeners instead of eggs, etc.  So now I am leery of the pecan pie.  Kathy prefers that so we will try that one.  If it stinks, I have the receipt and will take it in and get a refund.

The dogs liked it for breakfast, though.. 

Sunrises in Kentucky

I don't feel much like writing tonight.  So I thought I would share some incredible sunrises. As a matter of fact, they are different every single day here. We had NOTHING like this in Northern Michigan.  Our deck out back overlooks a wonderful valley, a perfect setting for whatever God decides to paint each morning (except for cloudy days when He takes a morning off).  So here we go!

The first one was actually the east sky while the sun set, so the sun is reflecting off the clouds.  The ones that follow are sunrises.

From the Beginning, Part 2

Once we got on the road on the second day, we traveled a bit and then had breakfast, as I recall, at a Bob Evans.  Or maybe not.  I have eaten at Bob Evans' Restaurants on all of my journeys up and down this summer, so really can't remember.  Maybe we pulled into McDonald's.  Anyhow, my next memory is getting out of Michigan and into Indiana!  Indiana!  One state down and now we are truly on the move to Kentucky!  

We could not seem to get our schedules right on the drive though. You would think that we would travel for 2 or 3 hours, stop, hit the bathroom, get gas, walk the oldsters and young ones and then get on the road again.  Oh, no.  If we had to stop for a human to pee, I usually went along just in case.  The oldsters seemed to have to go more often, about every hour and a half.  My truck sucked gas as did the moving van.  We'd stop for gas for the truck but then an hour later we had to stop for the moving van.  There was no rhyme or reason and seemed like we had to stop every hour or so.  We had a spot picked out in S. IN to stop for an hour and walk everyone, but that was a long way off.  And going 55 miles per hour.  

We were just getting into Indianapolis and about to get on the bypass when Jerry called me.  

"We have to stop."  

"Why?  We just stopped a half hour ago!" 

"Well, Hayley is stuck." 

"What do you mean, stuck?  How could she get stuck?  She's riding in the front seat of the moving van for God's sake!" 


"She's gotten wedged under the seat."


"Can't she stay there til we get out of town?"


"No, she's starting to panic."

Hayley just turned 15 years old before we left on this trip.  Although she is in pretty good health, well, she can't hear at all anymore and her sight isn't great but she manages pretty darn well.  And we were worried about her thrashing around and hurting her back.  So I dutifully pulled off the road at the next exit and began to search for a parking lot.  The only one I could find was a gas station with a drive thru Subway.  And hardly anywhere for a huge moving van. So I pulled up as far as I could, and jumped out to assist Jerry.  


Did he stay stuck?  She was WEDGED in.  I honestly thought we would have to take the seat out.  She'd gotten back in and wrapped around and I don't even know how to describe it but the closest I can come to is a child who fell down a narrow well.  How to get her out?  Between Jerry and I (we handed the dogs off to Erin who held them while we decided whether or not to find an acetylene torch) crawling under the seat, placing her feet here or there, moving her head, etc, we finally freed the old lady dog.  I took her for a short walk to let her pee and to see her gait to be sure she hadn't hurt herself.  Packed everyone back up and on the road again, another 20 minutes blown.  We got thru Indy just fine, and then headed for Louisville.  


We stopped at the planned rest area and tried to just walk everyone and hang out for a few minutes.  Then back on the road.  It was getting on in the afternoon then, and although it would normally take me about 3 1/2 hours to get to the house from the south side of Indy, I knew we still had a drive ahead of us. But we were so close.


As we approached Kentucky, Jerry called again and said he had to pull off and find a bathroom.  Not a problem.  And then we ran straight into a huge traffic jam with us in the far left lane and no way to get to the right side.  And we sat.  And noodged ahead a little bit.  And then sat some more.  Trying to not think of water, which we were going to go over, the big river, I think it is the Ohio River, into Kentucky. Apparently there had been a big accident in front of us.  After another hour wasted, the traffic picked up a little bit.  And then we were in Louisville!  Jerry was impressed, as we go right past the airport, the ball park and other interesting sites.  And Louisville has an awesome highway system, one side of the highway has something like 7 lanes.  So traffic flows well.  And in 10 min, we were leaving Louisville behind.  The sun was starting to get low and we got something for dinner and kept going.  At one point I must have speeded up because Jerry was lagging way behind.  I couldn't figure out why until he told me the next day that he could really only do 55 mph. I thought he could go faster but that the engine in his van was still having oil light problems.  We arrived at Cave City and got off the highway.  Only another hour!  Or maybe....more.  OK, more.  We got to the next big highway and I got lost in town and managed to go west instead of east.  When I realized my mistake, I was able to turn around at the next exit.  Now bear in mind at this point I'd only been to the house twice before, the first time with the realtor and the second time during daylight.  And now it was dark.  We pressed on.


And finally, FINALLY, we made it.  It's tricky approaching our house at night, the roads are curvy and very hilly and if you miss the driveway, well there are no shoulders in Kentucky.  So you have to go three miles to the next intersection and turn around because you can't use a driveway, backing out on our road is an invitation to meet Jesus prematurely.  And Jerry's driving a 100 foot long moving van.  So I slow way down, look and look and look and damn it, there goes the driveway!  I immediately slam on the brakes and turn on the turn signal and Jerry gets the message.  And I am actually able to turn around on one of the few bits of shoulder in Kentucky which is in front of our land.


Next chapter:  What we found at the house....stay tuned.