PRINCSSIS SPEAKS...you may listen

Anyone who knows me and my family will know that I am "Princess Sister" to my three younger brothers. I'm a fairly quiet woman, so when I have something to say, I expect to be heard. I mean no disrespect or place myself on any kind of pedestal. My brothers gave me this name, so I honor them by using it.

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Saturday, December 24, 2005

Merry Christmas!

I'm here, thinking about all the gifts I have yet to wrap. I have spent the last couple nights busy getting ready for the 25 people that will be here tomorrow. Or, should I say, later tonight! I've decide what gets done, gets done and what doesn't, oh, well. The most important thing is we have a big family with whom to share the holidays! Oh, and Blond Girl and her family are here in Hometown City in Another State!! I haven't seen them yet, but they will be here, at my home, tomorrow!

Tank is on his way home! The only thing is, his flight schedule was changed, so he will get in Saturday night. We are praying, somehow, in God's mysterious way, Tank will arrive earlier so he can spend some time with the other 24 people here. I'm sure he will be functioning on pure adrenaline. I know I am now. He has such a long itinerary. I wish he didn't have to bounce around the Midwest before he actually gets home! I know God has his timing and there's a reason he's been delayed. I have had several lessons lately in patience. I'm trying, Lord, but, I wanna see my Tank! It's too bad he has to go back to Iraq in just a couple weeks. It will be very hard to see him leave again!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

oh, and check this out: Is there a "W" is Christmas?

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Santa's reindeer?

I first saw this on Blond Girl's site and now I've done it, too!

You Are Rudolph

Sweet and shy, you tend to be happiest when you're making someone else happy.

Why You're Naughty: You sometimes stick that nose where it doesn't belong

Why You're Nice: Christmas would be a sad affair without you!

Friday, December 16, 2005

THE BUCK STOPS HERE

WOW! I know I haven't posted in a while but I hadn't realized it's been over a month! We've had so much going on here that I got out of the habit. My dog, Casey, told Russ' dog, Sunny, that I would post, so here it goes:

I usually go deer hunting with AR during our second season. He always goes first season, the weekend before Thanksgiving, with his best friend. When I go, I use the friend's permanent deer stand. Over the years, they've made changes to it to make it easier to get into and such. This year, the friend decided to hunt second season as well. So, I sat in AR's portable stand, the friend was in his own stand, and AR would set up somewhere on the ground or walk to try to stir something up.

My stand was set up just inside the timber, near a field. There were deer tracks everywhere along the edge of the field. There were tree rubs very near my stand in the timber. I was expecting to see a lot of deer. I haven't ever killed a deer before, but I have shot at a couple. I use a shotgun. This year, I used an automatic. Before, I had used a pump action and when I shot, my glove got caught and I couldn't get off a second shot!

Anyway, we use walkie talkies to communicate between us. Early on the first day, the friend radioed me to let me know a 4-point buck was headed my way. Within about 10 minutes or so, he was right under my stand! He was small and as I aimed my shotgun on him, I was thinking about such an easy shot, but wondering if I should wait to see if there was something bigger to come along. I decided to let him go. Now, don't get me wrong, I didn't let him go cuz I didn't want to shoot. I've been teasing AR that this was the year I was going to get a deer bigger than the two on our wall.

By that afternoon, I had heard shots, but not seen any more deer. I was getting tired and soon I could tell that the friend fired a couple shots. Boy, that woke me up! I thought maybe he missed and the deer would come toward me. Nope, he went the other direction. I decided to say a little prayer. I know that sounds weird, but...
So I look out in the timber, and very near my stand, I realize there's two small trees that had fallen over to form an "X". I laughed to myself and thought, "X marks the spot"! Then, these words came to mind, "Be patient, I'm bringing him to you." Now, you probably think I'm crazy, but you just have to read on.

I was starting to get impatient when dusk was approaching. I was also getting quite cold. I kept thinking about those words "Be patient, I'm bringing him to you." Just as AR radioed me to tell me it was time to get out of my stand, I thought I just had to wait until the next day. As I was unloading my gun to get out of the stand, I looked at the "X" and saw an opossum right there on the "X"! I thought this was an indication that something was coming the next day. When I told AR, he said it sounded like my prayer wasn't specific enough!

The next morning, I kept saying little prayers like "OK, Lord, I'm ready. I will be patient for him to come." I waited and waited. Nothing. I decided to take a break and go to the truck to warm up. The truck was parked at the other end of the kidney shaped field. As I was there, the friend radioed to say he was getting out of his stand. Then, he said there were two or three deer heading straight for the truck! I got out, made sure the gun was loaded, and looked in the timber nearby. I saw two little heads right at the corner of the timber. They saw me and turned back into the timber and started heading toward AR. I went to radio him and then they darted out across the field. I don't feel very comfortable shooting a running deer, so I didn't shoot. Besides, I wasn't really ready since I had the radio in one hand. There were three small does (females). Oh, well, I thought. I went back to my stand. A couple hours later, I went back to the truck for another break. AR was there and we discussed my options to continue hunting. He reminded me that we would need to disassemble the portable stand I had been hunting in and he really didn't want to do it in the dark. We decided, since the friend had left, we would take down the stand and I would hunt in the friend's stand. It was about 1:30 in the afternoon. I took one last look at the "X" and shook my head, wondering if we were doing the right thing.

As time went by in the friend's stand, I was getting more and more frustrated that I hadn't seen anything. The colder I got, the more I wanted to get out of the stand. Then, at 3:20pm, AR called me and asked what my plans were - if I was going to hunt until dusk. I took it to mean he was ready to go. I told him I would hunt a little longer then come down. I was getting quite frigid by now. I only waited about 10 minutes then got out of the stand.

I arrived back at the truck, unloaded my gun, and AR turned to look at the other end of the field. "Look at THAT!" It was a monster buck! Right at the edge of the field near where that portable stand had been! UGGH! AR got the binoculars out and said he was a 12-14 pointer! I quickly loaded up my gun and went around to the next point and waited. AR walked toward the deer to try to scare him up to me. No luck. We didn't see him again. AR said the tracks were as big as my foot!

So, I guess I learned that you should listen to those little words in your head. It has happened to me in other situations, as well. Maybe next year?