Pooped Out, Pooped On, Pooch, and a Sunset!

The Blushing Bride on her wedding day....

She had a migraine, so was given meds for that...which made her sick (vomiting) so was then given phenigrin (which made her sleepy)....

and this is what we have: But don't my girls look pretty!!!

These are a mix of just a few of the things happening around these parts. I always want to blog the things we do, but there are just too many to blog them all! So...here's a juicy one.....LOL!

Maid of Honor Duty

After the wedding, the flower girl is plum pooped out....what you can't see is all the cake and grass stains all over that BEAUTIFUL dress. :0( Do you suppose they can dry clean it?

"What's this crazy chicken doing?" she asks.

Um, pooping. LOL! You should have heard her scream when she realized what was happening. I'm proud of her, though...she never dropped the chicken. I, on the other hand, would probably have thrown it across the yard! LOL

Meet Pooch. He's our newest addition. I'm not sure if I like him or not. At first he was fairly house trained, but lately.....

That is just one thing I CAN'T stand!!! Ew!

He's Jaslyn's dog, though. How can you hurt those big brown eyes??? LOL

We (J and I) take pics of sunsets ALL the time....probably more pics of sunsets than kids, LOL!Just thought I'd throw the latest one up! This is why I LOVE living in the c0untry....this is right out my back door.

Chicky, Chicky

Well, we are adding some members to our farm family. Baby chicks! We actually added them last Sunday. Yes, that beautiful day....which turned into a stormy night! So...I was out at 4:30am trying to cover them up and keep them from drowning, only to find one had already gone. I think it was the one in this first pic. It was the smallest of the 10.

You may be asking yourself why on earth I would take a pic of the waterer....let me explain.

My dear husband went to the old barn in search of a watering can for the chickens. He comes back with this glass, original chicken watering jar. Wow. As he walks up he says to me, "Now this is why and when it pays to be a Dalrymple." LOLOL!!! Those of you who know us well know that my dear husband is a packrat, although I think with each generation it gets a little better....from what I've seen and heard anyway, LOL! This was his GREAT GRANDMOTHER'S!!! Apparently there were many of them, but as a small boy, he and his brother broke the rest (shame, shame!). It took a while, but I worked the lid off and cleaned it up and it works wonderfully ! Ah, to be a Dalrymple! Just what is she trying to do? Not sure myself!
This is the prettiest of the bunch, IMO.
This one was near death the next morning, so we brought it in and put it in a box in a warm place. Throughout the day it livened up, but that night before I went to bed, I went to check on it and it was dead. :0(

That put us at 8, but as of this morning, we are down to 7. :0( I have no idea what happened to the one that's gone.....it vanished!

She's such a nuzzler! :0)

Even though it shows how badly our grass needed mowing at the time, I think this is my favorite picture. (and it's been mowed since then, anyway, LOL!)