Let’s just get this little blog entry started with a trophy presentation. I’m going to have Kela go to that store on Hollywood Ave., Rd. Blvd, whatever the heck and get me one of those Oscar trophies. It needs to say, “Driving SOB”. Why? Because this James Sweet
I think a need a new calendar. The one’s that I have say that it is the last couple of days of July. But then I go outside and it is 60 some degrees and wet. Plus it’s green outside. WTH? This can’t be NW OK in July.
The Kelln Klan has made it back to Oklahoma. And we are happy to be back. It was nice coming home to decent weather and healthy animals. It’s great to have good people to watch out for stuff when you have to be gone. Thanks to all
There is a lot about Cali that is just like I expected. LOTS of people. Traffic is horrible. The seafood is killer. Everybody needs to go check out the inhabitants of Venice Beach. Interesting would be an under rated word describing some of these people. For years, I have heard
Feeders are full, neighborhood patrol alerted, security system set and Tyler will be taking care of the Kelln Kompound for a day or two while we head west. We are lucky to have somebody like Tyler that can stay there and take care of the stock and he knows what
Says the Dragon Lady. “You went to Quitaque, Texas and did not come home with a wether? What’s wrong with you?” They weren’t for sale. I bought does. He has a LOT of does–big and small. Look at them. They’re good. Lunch was good.
I am now going on the third week since I pulled a muscle. This muscle strain has affected me. It’s not that I jogged or ran on a daily basis. But I run from time to time from one pen to the next, or run to catch a
Like a great Whitesnake song, “Here I go again”. Duke and I are in the process of cleaning the Shattuck Ag Building. Three semi loads of junk metal are hauled off. One dumpster of trash out of the greenhouse. Three more dumpsters out of the classroom and shop. 20
Woke up this morning and remembered that I needed to give shots in order to sync does. By 8 am, does had been gathered, sorted, shots given, chores done, wormed show wethers and back inside. Some mornings just call for a pan full of Cocoa Puffs and milk.
My summer just seems to stay as screwed up as an upside down tackle box. I have no one to blame, but it isn’t all my fault. No matter. The summer weather is proving that it is a pile of coat hangers kind of year. RUKM?! It
