Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Road Kill

So I've seen a poor cat been hit in the road. I've seen a poor puppy been hit in the road. In San Antonio, we see poor Bambi's been hit in the road. But only in Earth do you see a poor cow been hit in the road. Yes, yes - it seems that someone's poor cow got out and was hit by a vehicle. I know what it did to the cow; I can only imagine what it did to the vehicle!

Cotton stripping is almost over. Yay! That means I can have Trent in the evenings again. Although, his late hours means that I get to watch what I want to watch on T.V. Thanks goodness for DVR!

So I told you about the Olton Sorority, right? Well, I have decided that I don't really want to be friends with old ladies that wear sorority pins on their blouses, wear buns in their hair, and recite the sorority pledge with a secret handshake - not really my cup of tea.
Well, it turns out that there are a few other young ladies from right here in Earth that were seeking the same friendship I was searching for. One called me up a couple of weeks ago about possibly starting our own social gathering of young women from Earth. Myself and three other young girls met tonight for the first time to construct a list of other young Earthite gals that might be interested in the same.
You might be astonished to find out that there were four young girls from Earth that met tonight, but just wait - together we came up with a list of about 14 girls we would want to invite. Can you believe that? I didn't know Earth even had 14 people living in it! Ok, maybe that's an exaggeration, but still...14! We will invite all of them to get together for food and fellowship on December 4 at my house.
Wish me luck as I continue my quest for a friend!

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Trent and His Stripper

So Trent has been coming home really late at night. It was beginning to concern me, so I decided to play detective and fight out where he has been spending his evenings...you will never believe what I discovered.
Trent has been spending all of his time with a stripper!

Ok, so I'm talking about a cotton stripper. It is cotton harvest and Trent spends all day and night riding back and forth in the cotton fields collecting new fluff. Trent actually does not drive the stripper. He's actually in charge of driving the truck that the stripper dumps all the cotton into (there is a name for this truck, but its something weird and I don't remember it at the moment.) Then the cotton gets dumped into another truck that compresses the cotton in to massive cotton bricks along the highway to be picked up.

The wind picked up a few days, so along with cotton balls flying along the highway, I also played frogger with tumbleweeds yesterday. Welcome to West Texas!

Friday, October 31, 2008

Small Town Trick-Or-Treatin'

Here are a couple major differences between Halloween in the big city and in a small town:

1. In San Antonio we began Trick-Or-Treating when the sun was going down. In Earth and Olton they finish Trick-Or-Treating before the sun goes down. As soon as the school bell rang, parents picked up their children and began the door knocking spree.

2. In San Antonio we strolled up and down the neighborhood streets knocking on the doors of people's homes. In Earth and Olton the businesses open their doors to Trick-Or-Treaters. The children walk up and down Main Street gathering candy from the banks, the post office, the gift shops, the clinic, the grocery store, and the care center.

So I experienced my first Halloween in a small town. It was a charming scene driving through the small town watching the children dressed in costumes walking down Main Street. It was almost right out of a movie. However, we live right off of the highway, so needless to say, we did not have any Trick-Or-Treaters come to our door, except our adorable neice and nephew.

One major holiday passed, two to go. I guess I will begin shopping for my Christmas decorations now!

Sunday, October 19, 2008

The Joys of Buying a New House...Make That an Old House

It all started when my parents came to help me move into my new...old house. My dear mother accidentally dropped an earring down the drain in the guest bathroom. In the process of retrieving her earring, the pipe was apparently so old, that it just broke in half. It took several weeks to finally replace the pipe in the guest bathroom. But that's just the beginning...

Since then, we have:
1. replaced a leaking sky light (and we still lack the second sky light)
2. repair the sprinkler system
3. fix the broken heater
4. buy several parts for a disfunctional dryer
5. repair a shower that leaks into the kitchen
6. unclog bath and shower drains after the power went off
7. replace leaking faucet on the water heater after discovering a large puddle in the hallway

Ah, I'm sure there will be more added to the list before the end of the year...especially when winter comes, but we have thoroughly enjoyed our new old house, despite the speed bumps. Our master bathroom is finished and gorgeous, and we are almost finished painting everything we wanted to paint. In the spring we will probably begin reshaping the outside parts of our new old home. I will try to upload some pictures of the facelift we have given our home as soon as I find my camera charger which was somehow lost in the move. But for now, I think I hear a paintbrush calling my name.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Roosters and Such

Welp, it has been a while since I have updated. I just wanted to let you know that we are still alive!

The fruit flies are also still alive. I'm going to buy some vinegar to drown those suckers today. Trent and I have turned it into a game competition to see who can kill the most. We think we have found the source: there is a sky light on our back porch that attracts those flies like a magnet.

I also found a car wash in Olton. I thought I was going to have to wash my own car, gasp! However, I can get the outside and the inside of my car cleaned in Olton...by appointment only, and for a high price. But totally worth it!

Also, I have been meaning to let you know that roosters really do crow in the morning. Every morning when I get to school, I can hear several roosters crowing from somewhere in town. It's how I know that I'm awake!

And now I shall go buy my vinegar.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Invasion of the Fruit Flies

Mosquitoes, Flies and Fruit flies...OH MY! So it turns out that fruit flies LOVE small west Texas towns. And they particularly love my house - specifically my kitchen sink. I think I have mostly taken care of the problem now with my good friend Clorox Bleach, but there were a couple of days last week when you could catch me hovering over my kitchen sink actually talking to my now home invaders:

"You better watch out you stinkin' fruit fly! I'm gonna get you!" and after I clapped my hands together a few times and finally caught one of these nasty creatures, I would say, "HA! You other flies take note of what just happened to your friend!"

Trent told me of a method they use for keeping wildlife out of their crops - kill the animal and hang its carcas on a fence around the crops to warn others of the same species of what might happen to them if they dare to enter. Well, I was killing fruitflies left and right and leaving their squished bodies on the wall as a sign to all of their buddies: DON'T MESS WITH ME!

Like I said, I think I have mostly taken care of the problem now, but I will continue to slap the snot out of those little monsters until they are all out of my house!

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Good, Good People

So yesterday I received a phone call that no one ever wants to receive...Trent was in an accident. He's ok, but it turned out to be a pretty bad accident. Praise God he walked away with only a few cuts, bruises, and a bump or two. But, this blog is not about Trent...

This blog is another tale of life in a small, small town. After I received the call, I ran down the hall to tell the secretary that I would be needing a sub for the day because I was leaving to go to the doctor with Trent to get him checked out. As I walked back down the hall to my classroom, three other teachers stopped to tell me that they were praying for Trent. How did they already know?

It wasn't five minutes later that the youth minister at the church we've been attending called me to check on Trent and let me know that he was on his way to the hospital to see him. How did he know?

Trent's mom and dad received phone calls all day checking up on Trent. I guess what they say is true: word gets around in a small, small town (as I heard it from a line in a country song).

That night we had several visitors at our house to check up on Trent. These people do not call to let us know they are stopping by, they just stop by (which I'm not quite used to yet since I like to hang out in my pajamas most of the time.) The local preacher stopped by to say a word of prayer, as well as the local youth director, Trent's old secretary, our neighbors, and of course, Trent's family.

We are indeed surrounded by good, good people (as I heard it from an old Audio Adrenaline song).

Now as for the other boy involved in the accident - please keep him in your prayers. His name is Kody Fields and he was not as fortunate as Trent. He is still in the hospital with a broken leg, and drugged up because of his injuries. He is also suffering from bleeding of the brain - we are no sure how severe it is, and probably will not until they decide it is safe to begin taking him off of the drugs. Please pray for his physical healing and a spiritual healing.