Wind, wind, go away...
..come back....NEVER!
Uggggh! I'm so tired of the winds in ND. Especially when they blow that fluffy white stuff around and plug up the roads. T spent another night over at the main ranch. He wasn't sure he would be able to make it over there this morning due to the high winds we had yesterday and last night. (Our roads fill in with snow if someone sneezes) Cattle (in our business) are a priority and he and his brother need to make sure that they are fed, watered and that everything works alright in these sub-zero temps.
I spent the night watching a few good movies. Dedication with Mandy Moore. It is billed as a romantic comedy but it wasn't much of a comedy, and the romance was hidden. I must say that I enjoyed it though.
Made of Honor (with Patrick Dempsey) was good - that was a typical romance and closely resembled the My Best Friends Wedding, which was outstanding in my book.
I was watching the CBS Sunday Morning show today and it brought up how nostalgic American's are. How, during this difficult time, we are looking back at things that brought us pleasure and happiness. It went on to ask "what would you like to see return" from a previous time. Answers were varied from drive-in theaters, chilvary, big bands, black/white movies, etc.
It made me think about what I would want to see return. High on my list would be my parents and those treasured Saturday nights spent around the television watching Gunsmoke, Carol Burnett, All-Star Wrestling (Dad's personal favorite), and eating loads of buttered pop-corn (to hell with the calories!), drinking soda and beer (again, Dad's personal favorite). If my brother Ron and his family were home, he would make homemade fudge; I could never wait for it to harden so I could dive in and enjoy it.
The snowstorms of late bring back fond memories. I was telling someone the other day that these storms were the norm "back in the day". (Gosh, I'm sounding ancient there!). School would be called off for days because of the storms. Dad would bundle up and head out to the barn to check on the cattle and make sure the standby generator was working just in case the electricity went out. We spent the time playing cards or games, reading, or taking naps. When my brother Terry and his wife married and lived on the main farm with us, they would bundle up and make the trek up to our house and spend the days with us. Terry would help Dad with the chores and make sure the cattle were fine. We girls would make soup, bake bread, and pop popcorn in anticipation of another day "stormed in" on the farm.
Life was so good then. Life is good now - just different.
What would I bring back? Family.
Uggggh! I'm so tired of the winds in ND. Especially when they blow that fluffy white stuff around and plug up the roads. T spent another night over at the main ranch. He wasn't sure he would be able to make it over there this morning due to the high winds we had yesterday and last night. (Our roads fill in with snow if someone sneezes) Cattle (in our business) are a priority and he and his brother need to make sure that they are fed, watered and that everything works alright in these sub-zero temps.
I spent the night watching a few good movies. Dedication with Mandy Moore. It is billed as a romantic comedy but it wasn't much of a comedy, and the romance was hidden. I must say that I enjoyed it though.
Made of Honor (with Patrick Dempsey) was good - that was a typical romance and closely resembled the My Best Friends Wedding, which was outstanding in my book.
I was watching the CBS Sunday Morning show today and it brought up how nostalgic American's are. How, during this difficult time, we are looking back at things that brought us pleasure and happiness. It went on to ask "what would you like to see return" from a previous time. Answers were varied from drive-in theaters, chilvary, big bands, black/white movies, etc.
It made me think about what I would want to see return. High on my list would be my parents and those treasured Saturday nights spent around the television watching Gunsmoke, Carol Burnett, All-Star Wrestling (Dad's personal favorite), and eating loads of buttered pop-corn (to hell with the calories!), drinking soda and beer (again, Dad's personal favorite). If my brother Ron and his family were home, he would make homemade fudge; I could never wait for it to harden so I could dive in and enjoy it.
The snowstorms of late bring back fond memories. I was telling someone the other day that these storms were the norm "back in the day". (Gosh, I'm sounding ancient there!). School would be called off for days because of the storms. Dad would bundle up and head out to the barn to check on the cattle and make sure the standby generator was working just in case the electricity went out. We spent the time playing cards or games, reading, or taking naps. When my brother Terry and his wife married and lived on the main farm with us, they would bundle up and make the trek up to our house and spend the days with us. Terry would help Dad with the chores and make sure the cattle were fine. We girls would make soup, bake bread, and pop popcorn in anticipation of another day "stormed in" on the farm.
Life was so good then. Life is good now - just different.
What would I bring back? Family.
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