We All Seem To Be Watching!

As she tries to re-arrange the furniture.

And chew on things she shouldn't...even with a puppy appropriate toy right in front of her.

And darts about here and there...

All the while I can just see Kage thinking about how much trouble she is going to get into...and how much he is going to enjoy it!!  ( : 

Poor boy!!  These pictures were taken with the flash and they suck...sorry!  ( :

What Do These Have To Do With Anything???

The puppy has finally named herself.  This is Seven.  Its a long story, but for some reason  she likes it.  No girly names for her.  Seven.  She likes Chad's desk and chair.  A lot.  Silly little puppy!  She has grown a bunch in the last two weeks!  Its been quite the adventure this far.

This is what I did today.  I ran the new machine and made this little part.  Well, lots of these little parts.  The micrometer is set in inches.  So they are not even an inch long.

This is a picture of the machine running through the front glass.  The red/blurry on the glass is the cutting oil being tossed around the machine.

This is a part in the second side.  Its all done and ready to take out.  The red on the white is the cutting oil.

This is the screen showing the program...as its running...the funny blue lines you can see on the left that is running through the middle screen.  Those lines are actually showing the tool path for the part.  I only know that because Chad told me.  I barely know 1/98th of what the machine does.  Thank God for Chad...

This is just a reference picture.  The pad is from Pacific Metal...we don't use them.  They have been stopping by and trying to get us to start an account with them.  We haven't as of yet.  Have to ask Chad why...

Here is a part that has been started.  Its still attached to the round bar/raw stock that we are making it out of. 

Here is a top view of the part.  You can see that its threaded.  Kind of, I hope.  When you enlarge the picture...

Here is the thread gauge with the part.  I have it screwed in checking my threads...  So as I am working away, I get this really great idea.  I had to wait for Chad to come and check on me...but finally he came down so I could say, "Hey, do you think we could make Chicago Screws on this thing?:"  Yeah he says.  So my great idea is to make my sister some Chicago Screws that are personalized.  With her nick name initials...FLF.  Chad says he can do it...and promises to get them done for Christmas.  So there you go, we are making Mindy personalized screws for Christmas.  Not sure what kind of material I will make them out of...I think Titanium would be cool....303 stainless is good.  These are made out of 17-4 that is heat treated to 28-36 Rockwell.  (harder than the hubs of hell...)

Now I'm not Pioneer Woman or any other "popular" blogger, and don't really get into contests or the like.  But I am thinking that I will probably only need like 10-20 personalized screws for my sister....and if I get a whole 12ft bar I could probably make 50 full screws (front and back)....soo if I can get the husband to get on the ball...anyone interested in some personalized screws?  I'll take the first person to say yeah.  Chad says 3 letter max.  I will know for sure if its a go by Turkey Day.  At that time I'll need to know what you'd like on the screws and where to UPS them...

So there ya go, my first attempt at a contest.

Happy Halloween All!!

Bill Gates Wisdom From My E-Mail

Bill Gates recently gave a speech at a High School about
Eleven (11) things they did not and will not learn in school.

He talks about how feel-good, politically correct teachings
Created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and
How this concept set them up for failure in the real world.


Rule 1 : Life is not fair - get used to it!

Rule 2 : The world doesn't care about your self-esteem.
The world will expect you to accomplish something
BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3 : You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school.
You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4 : If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss!

Rule 5 : Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity.
Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping:
They called it opportunity.

Rule 6 : If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault,
So don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7 : Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring
As they are now. They got that way from paying your bills,
Cleaning your clothes and listening to you
Talk about how cool you thought you were.
So before you save the rain forest
From the parasites of your parent's generation,
Try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8 : Your school may have done away with winners and losers,
But life HAS NOT. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades
And they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer.
*This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9 : Life is not divided into semesters.
You don't get summers off and very few employers
Are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF.
*Do that on your own time.

Rule 10 : Television is NOT real life.
In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11 : Be nice to nerds.
Chances are you'll end up working for one.

This should be posted in every school or kid's bedroom.

Love him or hate him , he sure hits the nail on the head with this!

The New Puppy!

This is the new kid on the block!!  She doesn't have a name yet, we have been calling her Sister...but frankly it doesn't really work.  Feel free to toss any ideas out there!!  ( :

She is a ball of fire and and a monkey killer!!  The other dogs are less than excited about her.  Kage being the angriest.  He truly thinks his life is over.  Abbi tolerates her, but nips at her frequently.  Nothing more than a warning.  Unfortunately for Abbi, the puppy is barely slowed by it all.

Yes, she is an American Pit Bull Terrier.  All I can say is that don't be prejudice... she is going to be a fantastic dog!  She comes from a good reputable breeder who breeds for temperament, athleticism, and what she calls soft minds...trainability.  This puppy is all of those things.  At nine weeks old- tomorrow - she has only had one house accident.  She is asking to go outside to pee...and goes to the door to go inside when she is done.  Also I might I add, that of all the dogs I have ever met...I have been bitten by 3 poodles and one blue heeler.  I wouldn't own a poodle or poodle mix if it came with a million dollars....maybe if it came with 10 million, but definitely not a million.

This little darling loves her dad.  More than me.  Way more than me.  Little vixen...she is Chad's new girlfriend.  That's O.K. with me...they seem happy together!!

How can you resist a face like this?

This picture is her true color.  She is a champagne.  With a ton of white.  I can't wait until Kage decides his position in this family is safe and starts playing with her.  It should be fun....and Abbi and her running each others legs off will be good too!!  ( :

The Calm Before....

....the arrival of the new puppy!! 

Abbi and Kage are definitely in the dark about what's going to happen tomorrow!  We have a 5 hour drive to go on and pick up their little sister and then 5 hours home.  I personally like these adventures and plan on stopping a few times and messing around on the way.  Chad isn't keen on how far away were going, but he will have fun once we get on the road, then he will excited too!  We are scheduled to be there at 4p.m. there time, 3 ours.  It'll get us home fairly late...but what the heck, its the weekend and all!!  ( :

I am getting pretty excited, although I know for certain that Kage's nose is going to be our of joint for a few weeks.  Less I hope, but he is a crabby old man...

In other news Tari's supplement showed up on the 12th and we went right to dosing her.  It didn't really say how long to give her loading a dose, but Mindy suggested 14 days as that's how long she loads her horses.  I said OK, sounds good.  So far we have 4 days worth of dosing under our belts and I am really thinking that it may be working!

I don't want to jinx myself, but she has quit attacking the others in the morning when I turn her out.  Its been 3 whole days since she went kicking and squealing at the poor horse that was too close to the feeder that she wanted to claim as her own.  I am not saying she is being a saint, but the degree of aggression seems to be subsiding!  Thank Goodness!!

I will still keep stalling her at night, not to give the other two a break from her so much if things continue to work, but to keep her in a routine.  Fi and Horse Girl are cool with her not hogging the feed at night and Tari is cool with getting her grain and feeling special.

I admit that I always said I was too lazy to keep my horses in stalls.  But, I am liking putting her up at night and wish that the little ol barn had three stalls rather than two.  Because I am positive that I would be putting all three in at night, every night.

***Patron is not pictured in today's post, because he was being a little ass and wouldn't give me a good shot.  Maybe next time he will be more compliant!!  ( :   ***

Randimonium

Tari has turned into a raging bitch.  A vet recommended supplement is arriving tomorrow to try and help her.  If it doesn't take the "edge" off in a week or so, she will start living alone.  Fi and Horse Girl can't take much more of her aggression.

Mindy's horse Breeze is expecting a foal approximately one month after Tari's due date...She is on a breeding lease to her Barrel Racing Chiropractor.  Breeze started showing signs of colic Saturday morning.  Stressful!!  She seems to be rebounding well.

Wyatt crawled for the first time on 10-04-10.

I am having thyroid problems and it sucks!  I have had a giant weight gain this year.  Guess I need to start thinking of caloric in take vs caloric output.  Hells Bells!!  ( :

My dads working in Half Way Oregon, only he can't seem to remember its name.  He keeps calling it No Where Oregon.  Guess he really is getting old!  ( :

We are getting a puppy....'cause there is probably something wrong with us!  ( :

Chad and I have lived in our own home for a month now...and had our first year anniversary on Sunday.

We missed Barrett Jackson this year...bummer!  Next year, though!!!  Vegas here we come!!  ( :

I need a mop...and more vacuum cleaner bags!  Probably should get some pet stain remover for the pup while I am at it!!

Mindy turns 32 this month, I turn 36 next month, and Kacey turns 33 the following month.

I love having a dish washer!!  It rocks!!

I made Pioneer Woman brownies on Sunday....melted the chocolate with a double boiler and the whole nine yards...even made the caramel.  Yikes, it was hard!!  It took me hours.... Betty Crocker outta the box is so much faster...and sadly cheaper too.  Not tastier though!  Which leads me to my thyroid crisis...  Crap!!

Still waiting on the first hard freeze of the fall to worm my horses and donks. 

American Pickers is fun to watch...I like it.  I am "skim" watching it now!!

Our new machine at work hasn't made its first part yet.  I am starting to get some anxiety over it...purchase orders to be filled!!!  ( :

The ice maker in the fridge rocks!!  I really enjoy it, but not as much as the dishwasher.

I rode Tari the terrible this afternoon.  Trying to find a way to hit some trails from my house.  She was as crooked as a politician the entire ride.  Ugh...we need trail miles and arena hours.  Besides a horse that constantly popped out her hip, rooted her nose away from me when asked to soften like a hot looking for truffles, and tried to prance like a Pasa Fino; we were "hounded" by every dog in the neighborhood.  One jumped the fence to come at us.  Kage fronted it and it stopped.  It was a younger dog...pitty looking like The Gangster...only young and not nearly as handsome.  Abbi beat feet and then had to come back and look for us!  On our way back, the neighbors Rotty's came at us.  I was worried they would jump and pummel Kage.  Kage is old and cranky, and not as tough as he used to be.  And these Rottys are over 100lbs each.  Nice boys, but things change when they think someones trespassing!  ( :  They let us turn around and go home without incident.

The whole ride lasted 30 minutes...

My third sister (friend growing up who may as well have been on of us) qualified for and competed in Ironman Hawaii and placed really well.  You can look her up, Bonnie Jensen.  Shes from Portland Ore and is a nurse.  She is the nicest person on the planet, and I doubt she has a single enemy.  She is one of those people who truly make your life better by knowing them.  Congrats Bonnie!!  We miss ya Bon!!  ( :

Her dad is still my partent's neighbor.  Jim was a logger, but went back to school when the industry took a digger and is now a taxidermist.  Its fun going to Jim's place to see what he is working on!!  I love it!!

Its nearing my bed time...

Maybe I will get some pictures tomorrow!!  ( :

A Few More Pictures Of Wyatt!!

 Grandma Sue and Wyatt's Mom removing the "good stuff" he was able to pull onto his tray.

Grandpa John, Dad Fred, and Uncle Chad

 Wyatt laughing it up at Great Grandma Wyatt's house.

 Spit, spit, spit, and more spit!!

 Wyatt getting a little bit better view from Grandpa John.

 Four generation photo.  This was painful for Wyatt's mom and Grandpa John...they hate having their pictures taken!!

 Hey, Gramps...I need that Mustang hat!  It will look great on me!!

 Hahaha!!  It does look good on Wyatt!  He was right!  ( :

 We are a Ford family...even the newest generation!!

 Checking to make sure no one stole the hat.  Funny fact to me:  This is the hat dad wore to Chad and I's wedding while Wyatt was trapped inside his moms belly!!

Man, he's cute!!

 Chewing Grandpa John's thumb...that's what happens when you steal a kids hat old man!!

 Hahahaaa!!  His two bottom teeth are sharp!!  I think he knows it too!!

Wyatt and his Great Grandma Wyatt

I just love his hair in this photo!!  He was eating peas...you can just see the spoon on the far right side of the photo.  Silly boy doesn't know peas are gross yet!!

Wyatt's Other Friend!

Wyatt and his family arrived early Friday evening.  We had a few cocktails and chatted about this and that.  Then we got The Even Funner Bus parked and leveled.  The Even Funner Bus is Fred and Mindy and Wyatt's motor home.  They had one before this and our niece Olivia hopped on board and announced that it was the Fun Bus because there is food, drink, and  a t.v. on it.  So when they got a new motor home, Chad christened it The Even Funner Bus.

On Saturday we had a memorial service to attend for a family friend.  Not A.T., but Pat Farmer.  Pat was a long time family friend.  My mom bucked hay for Pat's dad, R.C., when she was a teenagers.  Pat was one of the few people that my parents both enjoyed spending time.  He died of Prostate Cancer.  He was diagnosed with it more than 4 years ago and given 3-6 months to live.  He started a type of hormone therapy and decided to live as long and as good as he could.  And he did.

Mindy decided to have Fred drive us to Lewiston for the service in The Even Funner Bus.  So he did.  We had food, drink and comfort all the way.  We also got a speeding ticket from Mr. Idaho State Officer on the way there.  We were passing cars right and left...and 77 in a 65 was too fast!!  ( :   Dude was funny, Fred was funny...they joked back and forth and the officer still issued a ticket.  It required no signature and literally looked like a receipt from Safeway.  We saw him with someone else pulled over on our way home.  He saw us and Freddy honked and the officer nodded.  We all laughed.  Who knew getting a speeding ticket could be fun?

We barely pulled into the driveway and Mindy's barrel racing chiropractor, her husband, and dad pulled into the driveway.  It was planned, but we didn't think they would arrive so soon after we got home.  This friend of Mindy's is the one who will be first up to purchase Tari's baby by DTF if it comes out with the wrong plumbing.  Mindy's barrel racing chiropractor and her family just moved to the Spokane area and are refurbishing an old Thoroughbred Farm.  They are going to go full swing into the barrel horse business next year.....but they are also avid team ropers...so I really don't know exactly their plans...yet!  ( :   Super nice people.  We went to Mexican and had a really nice night.  Chad, Fred, and Ken (barrel racing chiro's husband) chatted about Ken's job.  Then they chatted about guns and cars.  All very interesting I am sure.  We at the other end of the table talked...well, horses.  Go figure.  Wyatt got stuck on the job, gun, car end of the table for most of the night.  But he likes cars and will be a hard worker when he grows up...so the job thing wasn't a problem!!  ( :

Sunday morning we got up and headed to Sand Point to the Draft Horse Festival.  We go every year.  Met up with the middle sister Kacey and her boyfriend Jeremy.  All of the kids were with the other parents or hanging with their friends, so Wyatt was the only kid out that day!  We LOVE the draft show!  We may ride the light horses, but all fantasize about the heavy breeds that we would like to own.  Sunday is the last day, so some of the vendors had partially packed up.  There seemed to be less vendors than there were last year, but we still did some window shopping before we got to the barn.  We always stop at the barns before we go to watch the show.

Chad loves the Belgians.  Jeremy loves the Clyde's.  Freddy likes anything big...he had no preference.  I like the Frisians and Clyde's.  Mindy and I decide we need Frisians, they are pretty handy, so maybe we could run barrels on one heheheeee!!  ( :  When we get to the Carlaw Clyde's, Wyatt and Jeremy got pretty excited. ( I probably spelled their name wrong, but they are form B.C. and come every year.)  Their horses are always awesome.  This year as we walked down the isle, Wyatt squeaked from his walker at all the horses.  Kicking and flapping his arms as if he was trying to get up and pet one of the horses.

Wyatt found yet another friend.  This Clyde gelding thought the Wee Human was t

The squeaking and flapping really got the attention of one of the Clydes.  The horse who had originally had his head out of reach popped his head over the rail and began to interact with Wyatt.  He lipped at Wyatt and seemed to love the baby's flapping and squeaking.  His lip just flapped around and his eye stayed soft regardless of what the kid did.  

He also gave the rest of us the cold shoulder.  As long as the baby was there, the gelding only had eyes for Wyatt.

No other horse in the entire barn showed the same kind of interest Wyatt as this gelding.  That gelding was awesome!!

Wyatt even did a booger check on the gelding.  Didn't want him to go out in the arena with a hay booger in there!!  ( :  It was a great time!!