What about...... dancing with wolves, etc..

You've heard of Dancing with wolves, running with knives.........?  Right?

But have you heard of swimming with glasses?   If not, make a note to self  "if you wear glasses when jumping in the water you probably won't be wearing them when you come out of the water".

I speak from experience.

Need I say more?

So, what is it about losing a pair of glasses that makes you feel completely lost and unable to function normally, oh, wait - you can't see - lost in blurriness.  By the way, I think it even diminishes your hearing, wait, maybe I read lips and didn't realize it.

What about......Friday Fun Memories

Friday Fun Memories

 

 

"Baby" Jason turns 1 this Sunday

(maybe the future King/Queen of England will share his birthday)

 

place:  my office

 

when: July 2012

 

 

 

So, what is it about being this baby's Nana that makes me giddy inside.  When does a "baby" become a toddler, when do I stop calling him Baby Jason, when do I stop wondering how he slept last night, if he's had enough vegetables, has anyone put sunscreen on him, does he have a life jacket when on the boat, what's that bug bite on his leg...... 

 

 then I hear my mother ask my daughter " do you have sunscreen on? do you have a life jacket?  what's that bug bite on your leg?....... 

 

 Looks like my wondering is gonna last awhile!

 

 

 

What about.....Friday Fun Memories

I was browsing through some old photos today and decided that every Friday I'm going to post a fun photo - maybe from the archives, maybe recent.  I have tons and tons of fun photos and I'll share the memories with you.   This is gonna be fun!

So.......

wait...... I can't decide what photo to post......  okay.......

Friday Fun Memories

 

 



Birthday Cake Martinis!

 

place:  Jewettville North

 

when: April 2013

 

 

 

Three with huge smiles and two trying to hold onto their glass 

 so how many did we have?  Was that our first or our last?

 

So, what about memories - get out there and make memories people - they're WICKED important!



What about.....another moose hunt!

And the winner is............


drum roll please....................

 

My hubby

 

Can I please get an AMEN! 

 

Thank you.

 

He's been putting his name in for over 20 years and he finally got his name drawn.

 

 

 

 

He's modeling his new hat - Moose Festival 2013.  I think I should get a big black marker and write WINNER across the back.  What ya think??

 

 

Looks like there will be a mighty moose hunt in October at Jewettville North (which reminds me, got lots to tell you about Jewettville North).....  Oh, oh, oh,  the stories I will tell.

 

 

So what about this thing called a moose hunt that makes a grown woman flutter with excitement.  Could it be the people that will crowd into camp - I love a crowded camp!, the thought of - what will we eat - I love when we're all together to eat!, or the fact that my husband, the mighty hunter, put my father in as his sub-permitee (the only one that can go with him carry a gun, and be by his side (there's rules about how far away they can't get from each other)) *sigh*...........

 

I can't wait!



OMG!

OMG! 

If you know me, you know that I don't usually use this phrase, but OMG! have I really been outta the blogging since last September??!!

In case you're wondering why, let's just say.......

I'm adjusting to being a grandmother and all I want to do is spend time with that precious little one..... gosh ain't he cute......

Anyway,

to catch up....

I'm a Nana
I shot my Moose - 859lbs
still haven't figured out tin foil
still don't know how clapping or appaulding every became
why is a wood duck not called a tree duck
does the loon in my pond really understand me when I talk to him
still haven't lost the extra weight
yes, the ice is out and I've had coffee on the dock
I've got a camp I'd like to sell ya - what was I thinking......
said something the other day about grandbaby # 2 - again, what was I thinking.....
(no they're not expecting, but you shoulda seen their faces when it popped outta my mouth)
I've made another quilt or two
discovered I love popcorn
lost my ipod
lost my wine opener (but I still have the husband that can open a bottle of wine with a drill and a screw,  *sigh* what a guy, my hero)
found my business card case
Oh, and, almost forgot to tell ya the important stuff, yes, I've had a glass of wine on the dock

See,  I've got so much to share with you.   Bet you can't wait!


So, what it is that keeps bringing my back to this blog, why do I find a need, or is it a want, to share the mundane and the amazing with people I know and don't know.  Is it a creative outlet, a writing inlet or a sharing pond (inlet, outlet, pond..... get it?)  (Sharing pond..... sharing pond.....if you use the right tone of voice you can actually see us floating around the pond in our little floatables, enjoying a glass of wine, discussing world problems.........this is where I would play that tingly music that shows I'm dreaming......)

or is it that I think there are some things that just need to be discussed, mulled over, tossed around, etc..  I don't want to talk politics or religion.  I want to discuss the important stuff - why does corn pop into popcorn, why a wood duck, where the heck does tar come from.

Oh, and, has anyone seen my ipod?

What about ....... target practice

The Moose hunt is now only days away.

So I did me a little target practicing.

At 50 yeards......

 

 

 

Day 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Day 2

 

 

 

At 100 yards.....

 

 

 

Day 1

 

 

 

 

Day 2

 

 

Looks like I might be able to" hit the broad side of a barn" afterall.

 

 

So, after a hour or so of target practicing my next question for Jeff was, When do I get to do it again?

 

 

 

 







What about....Moose hunting

It's almost time........

Moose Hunting

What was I thinking! 

I was thinking 50 is a year of firsts - remember?

So......

I've tried on many guns and picked my favorite.  Just so ya know it was a blind test.  I would close my eyes and Jeff would hand me a rifle and I would pull it up pretending to shoot, look through the scope and decide if it was the perfect fit.  The reason for the blind test is because we (I should say, Jeff) have some "special" guns. 

We have:

My Grampa St. Pierre's 308 Winchester model 100

My father's 308 Winchester model 100

Jason's Ruger 243

A 30-06 742 Woodsmaster

A 7MM Remington Mag

and A Model 70 Winchester



Anyway, that was the reason for the blind test. I knew that if saw the "special" guns and knew it when I picked them up I would pick one - just for sentimental reasons and I really wanted to pick the gun with the perfect fit. Oh, how I wish I had a picture of Jeff's face when I closed my eyes and told him to hand me a gun.

So, after many "fittings" the gun I chose blindly was - drum roll please.........




Jason's Ruger 243. I cried when Jeff told me which one I had picked, but I knew before he told me, I could tell be the teary eyed look on his face when I opened my eyes.. Sorry, didn't mean to make you cry too. But, how cool is that.

The very special Ruger 243 that was bought for Jason right after he was born - mind you, I just found this out.  This was the gun that I always used hunting - the only one that I knew how to load - by myself - and carried in the woods (the very few times I went hunting many years ago), that is until Jason starting hunting and claimed it.  We would have many jokingly (is jokingly even a word, doesn't matter I like it ) conversations about who's gun it was - I wonder if he knew his father bought it for him when he was only days old.  But because he turned out a lefty and it was a right handed bolt action ( man, do I sound all gunny or what! again, don't know if gunny is a word,  doesn't matter I like it) I got to use it - as I said earlier, until Jason realized he could shoot just fine with it.


Now, onto some other important preparations.


I knew I was in trouble when Jeff started picking out "my gear"

I've been fitted for camo coat and flourescent orange

boots, not camo, not cool (if you're a guy), but very stylish for use girl hunters

 

 

And look what else Jeff found stashed away in the hunting gear



 

 

 

 

I know hunting and drinking don't mix, but when my "trophy bull" is down and we return - okay when we head back to camp - I'll be prepared (just like a good boy scout) for my celebratory martini!! or road soda as ........whoops, better stop there.  Again, I might of shared to much here today.......

 

 

 

So, what is it about hunting......yes, I am excited but not really sure what I am more excited about -

 

Watching Jeff's eye's light up when he gets out the guns and tries to explain to me how this should all go down.

 

Planning what we're gonna eat at "hunting camp", how we're gonna cook it, where are we staying...

 

Getting ready for the 6 hour road trip with my mother, daughter and grandson - we'll make a few shopping stops on the way.  I think there's a quilt shop or two along the journey

 

Or putting on the ever stylish outfit I have picked out - camo, flourescent orange and barn boots!!

 

 

Oh, wait,  I forgot........  I'm supposed to shoot a moose........ 



What about.....the baby.....

I just don't know where to begin........

Okay, here goes!

It's a .........boy!

As if you couldn't tell by the outfit!

New birthday forever embedded in my brain ......... July 21

 

Aint he darling!

 

the amount of joy (weight) held in my arms that evening.........7 lbs 15 oz.

7lbs, 15 oz of this.......... just makes ya melt



And, his name...........


Jason

It has taken a little getting used to, but I used his name today........

I smiled,  but that smile was followed by tears.....

Tears of great joy and pride

and

Tears of sadness

I whispered in his little ear this morning, " You've made my heart smile,again.  Thanks Jay"

Jason.... it's a great name