Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Home Sweet Home

It's the best knowing you have fun friends to come home to.


 I'm pretty sure we had been home a good 1/2 hour before 
I even realized these weren't our pictures. haha.












One of my personal favorites. The washing machine. 




Another one of my favorites. 





Saturday, November 2, 2013

Endless Abyss


Boyd is officially done with externships. Huzzah! 
I was going through my camera and found these gems. 

THE ENDLESS ABYSS
 In Texas we had a HORRIBLE mattress.
I hardly slept. (if you know me, you know I can sleep anywhere, anytime, in any position) 
That being said. In Texas I couldn't sleep. I wouldn't fall asleep till 2, 3, even 4 a.m. and I would be up by 5 or 6 a.m. Ugh. I wasted my life away by watching Full House, Jake the Pirate, and I love Lucy. Our horrible mattress was so bad we stole two twin mattresses from the other bedroom and put them on top of our bed. They always started out together but always ended badly. We called it the endless abyss and one of us always ended up in it. Correction Boyd always ended up sleeping in the abyss and I smushed him.
It is nice to sleep in our own bed. 


I also found this funny picture. It's funny because Boyd tried to give me a pony tail while I was driving. I hit that "I've been in the car for 20+ hours and I hate my hair" phase of our road trip and asked Boyd if he would pull my hair up into a pony. He did a good job. Then he took a picture it.


Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Apple Picking


 Between sessions of Conference weekend we went apple picking at Stotler's orchard. We were very lucky and missed the down pour of rain that came our last few minutes of picking. 
 We picked 3 bushels or 6 bags. ("6 bee-aggs" - if you ask an Ohio resident)
We let our apples dry before putting them away. 


Somebody picked this "snow white apple"
Beautiful!

 It was gigantic! Look at it compared to a "normal" apple.

Boyd and I did a good job picking plenty of Golden Delicious apples. They sure were delicious. 



 This one looks like a ______
(I will let you fill in the blank) 


 

Our in motion picture (below)
After it had started pouring
even though this is a blurry picture I like it because you can see the wet/dirty spot on Boyd's shirt, all in the name of getting the biggest, prettiest, juciest, apples.  He wanted this bunch of apples at the very tip top of one of the trees. I somehow ended up on his shoulders, flexing my abs to keep myself from falling, trying to pick these "perfect" apples. Then he hoisted Heidi up and she polished off the pretty apples.

Monday, October 14, 2013

Prickly Pear

When you pick a pawpaw
Or a prickly pear
And you prick a raw paw
Next time beware
Don't pick the prickly pear by the paw
When you pick a pear
Try to use the claw
But you don't need to use the claw
When you pick a pear of the big pawpaw
Have I given you a clue ?


 SKREEEEEECH! went our brakes. 
Boyd saw a prickly pear on the side of the road and HAD to pick it. 
And he took some pretty awesome pictures.






"here try some"
uh, no thanks. 

He picked it with his paw paw and got pricked! 
 And used his credit card to get the pokies out. 
Then his fingers were stained for hours.


Cotton-Headed Ninnymuggins

 Texas Snow. 
Is it possible? 
The time we spent there I nearly went stir crazy thinking, longing, missing my Ohio fall. 
One of the attending physicians told Boyd we HAD to go to see a cotton field. It's all white and fluffy. How dreamy does that sound? We jumped on the opportunity.

As we were driving to where the fields were I looked out the window and saw . . . . . . 
an empty field. 

We missed Texas snow by days. They had already harvested! Nooooooooo

So we stopped by Green's Sausage House to eat away our sorrows.
We talked to the waitress, who was absolutely the nicest person ever, then we talked to the cashier who was also the nicest person ever. Did I mention I love how nice people are in Texas? Anyway, we were telling them we were from Cleveland. They would get all wide eyed and ask "What is it like up there" We even had some guy trot (yes, trot) across the store and exclaim "Where Y'all say Y'all from?!?! Wha cha doin' down in these here parts?!?!"  Ahh, I love it! They asked when we would be coming back and if they would see us again. Anywho, we told them we were so disappointed the cotton was gone when the cashier said "So and So family hasn't harvested. You should go check out their field!" I lit up like a Christmas tree!  Then she proceeded to say "Jus go down to the blinky light, turn right, turn on the dirt road at the church and this family's farm should still have cotton. They planted late" She actually said blinky light! I love it! My trotty friend, from earlier, agreed with her and said he just saw some the other day.  How awesome are these people


When we got to the field, beyond the blinky light, they too had harvested. 
BUT there was some leftover and Boyd and I got some sweet shots! 












How many shirts do you think you could have made with the extra on the ground? 



"Did you see that sky today? Talk about BLUE!" -my favorite movie of all time. 
Dang! No filters, no editing. This SKY! 
 

 Want to go on a fun date? Both of you grab your cameras and take pictures! 

 Until you end up with this! 
"BOYD!" 
Thanks honey, that's real attractive.