Happy Fall Y'all!

'Tis the season to be jolly! This is my FAVORITE time of the year. I made it all summer without an air conditioner downstairs. I think I deserve an award. Those of you who know me know that I hate being hot. I cannot wait for the weather to cool down! I enjoy spring and a few things about summer (staying home with the girls), but I countdown to fall all year long. I also countdown to Christmas. I just love this time of the year!

I have some exciting news...I GOT A JOB! Two weeks ago the principal from Leverett Elementary called me at 8:30 p.m. to setup an interview. I interviewed the next day at 8:00 a.m. She called me the next day and offered me a job. I started last Monday. I am an Instructional Assistant/Interventionist. Everyone there has been really nice and helpful. And, today the principal asked me if I would be interested in teaching a few hours as a certified interventionist. Of course I said, "YES!" I am excited and nervous. This will be a pay increase and more importantly it will give me experience to prepare me for my job hunt next year. I will be teaching 5th grade math and literacy!

I took the girls (and myself) to the doctor today. We all three have a sinus infection. We all started to get sick on Saturday and just couldn't beat it. We are all on antibiotics now and will hopefully start feeling better soon. Two nights ago Kinnison was trying to let Tator in the house and somehow fell and hit her face on the concrete floor. I thinks she was trying to stand on or climb over the dog food container. She has a lovely black eye. Dr. Lee checked that out for us too. Luckily she didn't break anything or damage her eye. Dr. Lee was so busy today and he took his time, talked to the girls, and let them play with his stethoscope. He always pretends to find animals in their ears and they think it is hilarious. His staff is wonderful too. They are always so sweet Kinnison and Kimber. We are so blessed to have them here in Prairie Grove!

Thanks for stopping by!

Redneck Romance.

Luke and I went on a romantic date last Saturday. We decided to go for a romantic drive to the farm instead of the typical dinner and a movie. On the way to the farm we stopped to snap a photo of the new barn. It was kind of hazy, but the picture is still beautiful.

We proceeded to drive to the farm. We circled the upper field and then parked in the very spot we were married. So romantic. I snapped a few photos of the house and the barn.

Then, we turned up the music and enjoyed the view. We even took a nice leisurely walk before it got dark. I walked to the suburban and a large piece of hay went through my flip flop and into my foot. Because we haven't gotten much rain this summer, the cut hay was more like sharp thorns sticking out of the ground. It hurt. But, my sweet hubby rubbed it for me. Finally, the sun went down and we sat under a blanket of stars. It was breath taking. Sitting at the farm, feeling the cool breeze, and looking up at the stars brought back so many childhood memories for me. It brought tears to my eyes. Luke and I laughed and reminisced. We circled the field one more time and decided to head home. On our last loop I spotted a skunk. Luke shot at him, but missed. He was disappointed that he missed a shot in front of me.

Mom and dad asked us to stop at the house to make sure all of the solar yard lights were working. Luke started working on one of the lights so I decided to walk around the yard to check out the remaining lights. There was a nice breeze that night. I heard a noise. I tilted my head back to look up at the leaves rustling above me. I said, "Oh honey, I love this breeze, I love this tree, I love everything about this place." Then, I heard the rustling noise again. I turned my head to the left and saw a VERY large armadillo digging in the flower bed about 15 feet away from me. I screamed and ran to my man's side. He told me to go get the spotlight while he got his gun. I grabbed the spotlight and it wouldn't work. So, I jumped in the suburban and quickly turned the headlights on the armadillo. Luke fired once and hit it. It went wild. It wedged itself between the tree and my mom's clematis. I screamed at Luke, "Kill it before it tears up the clematis." If you have ever killed an armadillo you know how resilient they are. This one was no different. He was doing backflips and running in circles and even charged Luke a few times. This armadillo was huge! Luke fired again and again and again. Fifteen shots later the armadillo finally died.

We had to remove the armadillo from the yard. We decided that the log my dad would be cutting up in the morning would be the ideal place to put him. We didn't have any gloves so I had to dig some napkins out of my glove box. Luke held the armadillo while riding on my trailer hitch. So romantic.

As if the night wasn't romantic enough Luke shot another armadillo on the way home.

I felt bad about putting the armadillo on the tree and didn't want to scare my dad half to death. So, I called my dad and told him about the armadillo. His response was, "Beautiful". I think he appreciated the company.