Idaho Roses

Sammy on a typical afternoon (or morning, evening, lunchtime, suppertime....) This is Samantha Josephine, our full-bred mutt.   Or, as some refer to her, a Labradoodle, designer-dog.  With that type of heritage she is a born hunter.  And our back pasture is rife with prey.  Prey of the gopher variety.   Left to their own devices, gophers would turn our back pasture into a full-fledged subdivision of Meridian; complete with traffic circles and a community pool.  That's where Sammy the Wonder Dog stepped in.  She has perfected the art of hunting the pesky gophers on their own turf.  Literally.  She's a digging fool. Sammy jumps in nose first Sammy is far from decimating the gopher population but not for lack of trying.  On any given day we can find her out in the back pasture, doing her part to keep the family ranch in good working order.   While gophers are her main target, she also brings back the occasional mouse; proof she's hard at w

I try to be a good person, I really do. But this morning would try the patience of a saint.... After being awake from 3:30 to 5 am, I snuggled back under the covers for a few snoozes, while George went to an early Mass......   Bang!  Scratch, Scratch!  This was Babs, begging for admittance to the Inner Sanctum.  (Or, at least, under the covers.). “No!  Go away,”... of course, Babs is now hard of hearing, so she continued to bang and scratch on the door, and I continued to holler. This went on for at least half an hour, neither one of us willing to give in. Finally, the Zero Hour looming (getting ready for church, and to pick Tracy up) I stumble out of bed and proceed about my day.  After taking my pills, I decide to call the pharmacy and reorder electronically.  Halfway thru the call I noticed that Miss  Bump has attempted to excavate the lemon tree George has recently purchased and nurtured. Notice that she has to stand on the coffee table to accomplish this task, strewing

Apparently, Dillard's has this annual big bash that they do in the beauty department.  My sisters thought this would be a ton of fun to attend this year.  I mean, I understand that we have pretty much reached our ultimate beauty, but we are open minded. We met on a wet and rainy night in Boise to check out the doings and decided to case the joint first so we knew where to hit for specials and the promised gifts, raffles and finger foods.  We had to make sure that our names were entered for the drawings because surely one or all of us was destined to win SOMEthing!  Entry forms completed, we were free to continue our reconnaissance. We fast walked past the fragrance counters with their spritzing and spraying and slowly moved beyond the soaps and lotions.  And then we were hooked .... MAKEUP!!! We found a really nice gal named Britny who, at Queen of Everything's urging, helped me find eyebrows and how to make them "normal" and eyeliner.  It's always fun to ha