So it's Saturday... but really it's my new "Monday." Branden and Sarah are gone :-( so Adam and I have become the new "weekend crew." Because Adam and I were playing some goofy 1984 Nintendo game on his computer until 11:15 last night, I was a bit tired this morning. But it was fun...;-) Hey Valerie and Steven, remember Alfred Chicken on Gameboy!? We now have that game on computer... it's SWEET! But that's not the game we were playing.
Well, our main job for the weekends is to feed fish. I was working in the back with the Coho, feeding 14 ponds, 5 times a day. Well first feeding, I'm going about my business, feeding, when I catch a glimpse that kickstarted my heart! Straight in front of me about 40 feet is a bear walking up the road. Now, I'm not saying this was a close call by any means. But until today, the bears have always been across the lagoon... or some sort of water seperating us. Seeing one on the same dirt I am standing on made my heart jump a little bit! I kind of had a feeling I'd see one on-site today. Like I said, bears are on-site more lately and I know they walk up and down that road alot... and considering the back round ponds are surrounded by the woods, it means a fair chance of bears! Anyhow, I see it, my heart jumps and my first response was "ooooooh... muh god!" :-D It was slowly meandering down the road away from me, but I wanted it to go away a little faster. So I kinda whistled and it sorta heard but didn't do much... then it must have heard something else because it turned and looked behind it, up toward the hydro building on the hill. It stopped and looked pretty curiously... then took off running in a cute "I'm a fat bear way." :-D HA HA Anyhow, I wasn't really worried it would eat me or anything... just that initial "HOLY CRAP!" feeling. But it made me a little paranoid the rest of the day... I'm always a bit paranoid back there anyhow. Worrying that a bear will come walking down the hill right into the back ponds...
Back to feeding fish...Man, I feel like it's been forever since I've fed some fish... my left arm is a little weak feeling from carrying a bucket but it sure makes the day go faster! The day seemed super fast.
Well, really, that's all I wanted to post. Can you believe it's September already!? CRAZY! Oh, I'm going to leave you with a funny little... poem-type thing. Tim's mom sent it to him via snail mail but I typed it up. It's cool.
SHOUT OUT OF THE DAY - To Dad, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Yeah you can expect a little card from me but... umm... expect it in a few days! Sending mail from Hidden Falls really gives "Snail Mail" it's meaning! ;-) Love you!
GOD BLESS MOTHERS WHO DRUGGED US!
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a
Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse
in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question,
“Why didn’t we have a drug problem when you and I were
growing up?”
I replied: I had a drug problem when I was young: I was
Drug to church on Sunday morning, I was drug to church for
weddings and funerals.
I was drug to family reunions and community socials no
matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was
disrespectful to adults.
I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents,
told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak
with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I
didn’t put forth my best effort in everything that was asked
of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out
with soap if I uttered a profane four-lettered word. I was drug
out to pull weeds in mom’s garden and flower beds and
cockleburs out of dad’s field.
I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to
help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard,
repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood; and, if my
mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for
this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior
in everything I do, say, and think.
They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if
today’s children had this kind of drug problem, America would
be a better place.
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Thanks Becky! Sounds to me like you about had a heart attack! It is always scary to run into something unexpectedly.
The other day as I was mowing the grass out back in my shade trees, I caught a good long look at a cayote running "hell bent for leather" down DeGroot's field road. This was in the middle of the afternoon. First time I ever saw one around here, although we hear them howl sometimes. I saw another one a couple days before coming back from Allendale. Loped across the road right in front of me, as if he didn't have a care in the world.
I let you know when I run across a bear! Love, DAD
So I finally mailed your birthday present, but it was only half of it because that was all I could fit in the package. I will mail the second half next week sometime! I won't be online this week, as I will be in Lansing... so HAPPY BIRTHDAY early! Love ya!
Melissa
Sooooooooo, tomorrow is your birthday and the stupid mail people just picked up your card today from my mailbox....so don't be expecting it for a while! lol
Also, I decided that IF for some reason (an obvious reason.. =P ) you decide not to come back...then i might just come out there. I JUST decided that tho...like two seconds ago.
HAPPY one day early BIRTHDAY and in a week(ish) you'll get another HAPPY BIRTHDAY from me. lol
Miiisssssss youuuuu.
V
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