Not That Gold Laying Goose Continued 3

He might look MEAN...but he is still of God's making....and he is a real beauty!!!!

Not that Gold Laying Goose Continued

Here he is again...ATTACK...ATTACK...ATTACK....Looks FIERCE....doesn't he???

This is not the Goose that lays the Golden Eggs

Wouldn't it be nice to have a goose that laid golden eggs? I wish!!! I need a bunch of golden eggs right away...ha ha ha. I know you have heard about the mad cow...well this is a Mad goose. Geese are not nice creatures. They are like most people - Cranky!!! Or at least this one is. He doesn't like to have anyone looking at him, taking his photo, or coming near him. He is always quacking and carring on as such. Just look at him...does he look nice to you? He could use a good lesson on getting along in life. When I think of him, I think of how I act sometimes. I am cranky too sometimes, and just like him, I don't have any excuse. I don't have a reason to be that way. I could learn a lot if I would listen to God speak...even if he is speaking "Goose"....right?

Light Side of the Moon

Here is another one of those "great" shots of the Moon. My husband Shane took this shot on a cold night while we were on our way home. His interest in space just amazes me. I have never thought about the moon, stars, planets, etc. ever!!! It is almost immediately that when he steps out of the car...his eyes go directly to the sky. He loves being challenged about anything - period. He will say, "Karen, do you know what planet that is?" and of course my reply is always WRONG!!! I can't get it right no matter what. I guess interests in space and planets just didn't come along that well for me. I don't like to do science projects, so if anyone has to do it...I pray it will be Shane. I am just not that keen on discoveries. I am interested in the stars and moon and planets and how they look, but that is about the "JEST" of it!!!

Look out Roosters - Don't make them Hens Mad!!!

When it comes to getting mad at my husband, I think I do the best job. He just doesn't understand me. I used to be the "pleaser" wife....she no longer exists!!! Sorry Shane!!! I have changed in my old age...as my mother-in-law will say. I don't like it, but he pushes the wrong buttons here lately. It is where I see RED...RED...RED, instead of GREEN. And as my nephew Adam will say, "This is not good". You're right Adam, so, so right!!! I can see why the rooster runs when the hen is around. My daddy has had chickens for the most of my life. When the hen is mad, the rooster will run. Sometimes the rooster doesn't run, but most of the time, they do run. I try and help my husband understand things that he just really don't care to know about/hear about...as a matter of fact - understand about. He'll say "Well Honey" this and "Well Honey" that. I tell him the "honeying" me don't get it. I don't need to hear "honey" to make me feel better. What I probably need is a smack with the old frying pan - Really!!! My husband Shane is really a good man, better than the likes of me. I don't deserve him...and he deserves better. I love you my dear Phillip Shane. But for now... the Hen is out.......so keep running you Ol' Rooster!!!!

My "Baby" is now 12 Years Old

This is my baby girl. She turned 12 on December 22nd, 2005, and she shares it with my maternal grandmother Martha Goins. She was was born in 1993 at Northern Surry Hospital, weighing in at 10 lbs. 11 ounces. She was the "BIG BABY" and went home with us on Christmas Eve. A tradition at the hospital was that any baby born around Christmas was put in a stocking made by someone there at the hospital and given to their parents on the way home. Lindsay was so big that she couldn't fit in her stocking...so they laid it on top of her. Needless to say, she was the talk of the hospital. Dr. Vaughn said upon delivery of her: "somebody give that girl a steak and potato, she's hungry." And she was!!! Happy Birthday baby....and we pray for many, many more years with you!!!

"My Little Beethoven"

Lindsay is learning to play the piano. She does pretty good to be a starter. I am very proud of her. She is being taught by Megan Mahr. She is our pianist at church. Lindsay loves it. She can't wait to learn the next song. This is at the Christmas recital in December.