The Boulder in My Bra. And, No It's Not What You Are Thinking

so dad, Terra and i went running from bass lake to a little past moses cone manor and back down tonight. everything was going well until we got to the manor. there was a group of about 40 people on some kind of toured walk with a ranger. for those of you who don't know, the trails there are as wide if not a bit wider then a single lane road. as we came up behind this group we went single file and Terra yelled like a bull horn. "coming up on your left"! about the last five people moved over. we get closer. "on you left"! nothing. i run up behind these apparently deaf people and say. "there is a stroller coming up and if you don't move right your ankles will probably get nicked." i still had to jump into the ditch because they didn't move. dad somehow got through and we went on our way. that is until we turned around. we thought it would be easier to get be them this time since we were running right at them and they could see us for a while before we got there. the ranger told them to move over for us and we get on the far right of the trail leaving them at least three fourths of the trail and this is what happened. we get to the end of the pack and there is a family totally bot paying attention. they had an 8 year old son who was looking behind him and the parents were looking up. dad got pretty close to the kid and here is what happened next.

Dad: "HUP!" (to get the kids attention. he avoids the kid.)

Kids Mom: "Sheesh."

Kids Dad: "You need to slow down!"

ME: ( a little irritated that they thought they were the most important thing around. OK, alot irritated.) "Maybe you should keep you kid on your side of the trail."


now what was running thought my mind at the time was this. "this is slow." here is what came out instead.

Me: "Maybe you should get out and exercise more!"

no response.

i was furious at this point and tried to get Terra and dad to let me go back and yell at him some more. i mean what the freakin' hey! why is he so important! i guess i chose that comment because i felt if he wasn't so fluffy that he was winded on flat ground he would know we weren't going that fast. Isabella was running with us for crying out loud. maybe you should teach your apparently mildly slow child to look, i don't know, FORWARD when he walks. it might make your life a little more pleasant. i know it would sure make mine more pleasant.


my hard summer

i have been doing alot of work for my parents this summer. there are always projects that my mom wants to be done and that my dad doesn't have time for. that is where i come in. early in the summer they kept saying they had things but then never actually told me what they were and where they wanted them to go. the following is the first project completed. i doubt it would have gotten done at all but i just went out side and picked a place myself. luckily the liked it and i continued. i forgot to take a before picture of the exact spot so this is a picture of the area right next to it. they are virtually the same.

it is hard to tell in this picture but this is on a hill.

after weeding i extended this stone path.

this is the picnic area that had to be flattened.

at the end of the path we have seating for the fire pit. these are cute stones mom made with each granddaughter that was here. they all have a name plate and foot print.

here is a shot from the bottom so you can see everything.

here is a close up on the fire pit i built from scratch. i forgot to add the picture but i didn't wear gloves the first time i used the mortar and it ate the pads off of three of my fingers. my whole body ached but it was cool to make it. the big downside was the fact that all the rocks you see had to be hauled down those stairs in the background a bucket at time and there were tons of rocks and very big roots that had to be dug around and then chopped.