Saturday, August 24, 2019

Service Unto Others Using The Savior’s Examle

I haven’t written much in my blog. The days are flying by and without strong medication I find myself watching or not watching wanting to do all the things I could do before my surgeries. I’m hoping after tomorrow’s appointment, I’ll be set for my surgery at UCLA and it’s been an eight year journey. All these hoopes we go through to make this one successful. I’m better and finally knitting and we’re traveling. This is a true catch-up blog post.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned is about being on the receiving end of service. I’m so thankful for all that have blessed me. My husband brings me breakfast in bed and places his warm hand on my back every night to sleep. His day job is like the Red Cross rolled into one person. He only knows service. The last few days and nights were filled with helping others and comforting others that experience loss. We left our two grandchildren’s birthday party so he could help a mean-spirited lady remove a pole she thought might hurt her home. She yelled at my dear husband and was without any gratitude he came so save her home. My Steve doesn’t get paid, he smiles and patiently waits, does the job and gets in his truck and says she has had a rough time.

My daughter and family are living with us while they look for a home. Homes are few to find after The Thomas Fire and the others. They clean and her husband feeds the animals (not a metaphor for grandchildren) He tells me your farm is a “Prepper’s Dream.” and I give him the look of the mean lady my Steve helped Saturday. He’s poking at my sheep and goats as food and says it with a silly grin. Thank you Matt for all you do and I don’t know why I never say, thank you. I never know who actually does the chores. Matt is probably the one I owe the most gratitude! Thank you with all my heart.

I need to know where is DORIS S? I miss her so much and thing of her everyday!

I’m in a place where my all of my family are trying to do everything to make me happy. My daughter is a short order-cook and often, it’s all made and can not take a bite. Again, embarrassed by my lack of gratefulness and I lay down.

I’ve prayed for chances to serve. Kiely’s day all my children thrive helping others just like their dad and What can I do to minister? I’m grumpy. I can hardly have energy to walk. How could I make bread?

I’ve done things only Steve notices and he reminds me. I asked Steve to give a soda pop and water to a highway maintenance guy in the desert. I do little and need to do more. I loved the article in this months Ensign for September called, “Many Ways to Minister” by Elder Enrique R. Falabella. I’m grateful because I can do this!

My husband just bought me a scooter a few months ago and Kiely ran in my bedroom and said, “Mom!” “Dad brought you a scooter and you can go all the way to the sheep!” “I drove it and it’s so fast!” My response was, “I have to take a shower.” Ok, Ok I’m going outside. No anxiety here, no panic attack, be happy, be grateful! What should I wear?  I’m not using the scooter, but I will drive firetruck golf cart. I should be able to do chores. It’s so hot outside and without Steve, I might crash. I’m such a chicken.

We attended our dear friend’s baptism today. It was so spiritual and I’m so excited for her.
As I got in the car to go home, my Steve at the church, ”What’s  with the man-bun?” I came home and promptly put my hair in curlers and walked in the other room and he said, “Whoa! (like I scared him🤨) “How’s the reception?” After almost 50 years he has to know that my hair is that of a cave-dwelling hermit. There’s more to this but I need to go to a funeral.


Monday, December 3, 2018

No Puppies This Year





This is so hard to write. We miss raising puppies so much and so many people are writing and calling to buy a puppy. My site has been a place where people copy my photos and they’ve saved them on Pinterest (without my knowledge) and then those pictures were copied and are on dozens of advertising sites with Blue and Red Heelers for sale.

We might sell puppies again. I need to have some medical issues addressed at UCLA and be ready to give all that attention they need. We still love them and have the cutest Babydoll Sheep they can work and learn to gently work them. The Heelers smile so much and sleep so well when the dogs work the sheep.

I’m so sorry this has happened, again. So many photos are used throughout Social Media that advertisers use to catch unsuspecting families or individuals that want to buy a forever friend. Please  complain to the Social Media like Pinterest (the worse) Facebook, and Instagram. I know there are lots of others. I’m not an advertiser and I will use my own site to sell our puppies or word of mouth in our rural valley in the future.

Thank you for loving our puppies, they’ve all been sold a couple years ago and have happy homes. Sending hope for all to find the perfect puppy for Christmas.