Monday, July 26, 2010

Run for Ry

As many of you know, my four-year-old grand-nephew Rykert  (my sister Connie's grandson) has been diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy.  This has been devastating for the whole family.  He is such a sweet little guy.  Besides the blow of having to deal with such an degenerative disease, they are also dealing with the expense of raising a child with such special needs.  His young parents are not in any position, financially, to provide the extra necessities that he will require to live as normal a life as possible.

A website has been set up in Rykert's behalf.  

A 5K run is being held in Rykert's behalf sometime in October.  I hope that anyone who is in a position to, will sponsor me as I RUN for Ry.  And I mean run.  Jim and I are going to run the 5K.  We started our program this morning.  It's the Jillian Michaels program "From Sedentary to 5K in 8 Weeks."  There's not much I can do for the family, but I can get up off my big fat hiney chair and get running.

Please go to his website and look around.  There are several events in the planning stages and everyone is invited to join in.  Please keep this little boy and his family in your prayers.







Monday, July 19, 2010

Weeding

The weeds have been taking over the raspberry patch lately, so I though that I would work on that area today.  The patch is on the south side of the house so I wanted to get to it early, but that didn't exactly happen.  But I finally get out there and I'm weeding happily away when Jack and Dori, our Australian Shepherds decide to join me.
They lay exactly where I am trying to weed.  It was in the shade so it made perfect sense to them.  I  kick them out of that area, only to have them sneak back within minutes.  Finally, I tell them to leave the area, which they do, and I continue weeding.  A few minutes later, I find this big white furry thing hidden in the bushes.  It scare me because I have found remains of Robert's "kills" in our flower beds before.  I realize that it is Jack's paw and he is hiding in the bushes, with Dori nearby.  I kick them out again.
The cat decides to see what is going on.  He too lays right where I am trying to weed.  The dogs can't understand why Robert can be in the raspberries and they can't so they come back and sneak back into the bushes.  I kick Robert out with the dogs.
The chickens decide to join the party.  Why on earth would I be digging in the dirt if it wasn't to help them find bugs and worms?  They come right between my legs, ready to pounce on anything I may dig up.
The dogs start to harass the chickens and the cat, so I kick them out again.  The cat decides to go to the neighbors house and see if she will give him some food, since I haven't fed him yet.  
 The chickens are still under foot and every time I turn around to throw some weeds away, the dogs have crept another foot or two closer to me.
The ducks decide to check out what is going on.  They plow into the raspberry patch with the chickens, looking for bugs.  The dogs are now right behind me, hoping that I don't notice that they have sneaked back in.  I throw a big handful of weeds, hitting the rooster, who lets me know that he is not happy.  I turn around and the dogs are now in the raspberries with the ducks and chickens, right where I am trying to weed.
I kick everybody out and barricade the entrance to the raspberry patch so I can finish in peace.  I do finish, but not in peace.  They are all outside the barricade I made, making sad doggy, chicky, ducky faces at me.  It was so pathetic, but it didn't work.  I finally finished weeding the raspberries.  What a big production for such a little patch!

NOTE TO SELF:  Make the barricade BEFORE you start to weed next time.  Oh, and wear long pants next time too.