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When Gramma and Grampa were here they fixed and painted the dresser. Big Brother told Gramma he would paint the bed. Unbeknowst to me, they painted the dresser and moved it into the house. The bed and dresser look great in Baby's room. Now, I just have to hang the tractor pictures. Well, print, frame and hang the pictures. At least I have taken them :)

in the quonset hut. Big Brother has completed the Boy Scout Climbing Merit Badge, twice and completed C.O.P.E.(a rope and climbing leadership course) while at scout camp this summer. He aslo got an opportunity to climb while on his Philmont trek. He is teaching the others to climb safely. He loves to climb, this should not surprise me since he is always in a tree. When he was about three we were painting our house, Daddy had left a ladder leaned up against the side of the house and we caught him looking in the second story window. 
We have tomatoes, we have jalepenos, we like salsa, and I have a recipe, how hard can it be? The recipe said to use gloves when cutting and deseeding the jalepenos. Daddy never wore gloves, my friend who I ask canning questions of never wear gloves, so I did not put gloves on. The longer I cut and deseeded, the hotter my hands felt. The more I washed them, the more they burned. Daddy looked up remedies on the internet, bleach, lemon juice, vinegar, yogurt, ice water . . .Daddy came home from work and called the Emergency Room. I spent the next 12 hours with my hands submerged in ice water. The next day I bought gloves. Noone in my home will touch the peppers without the gloves. Daddy and Big Brother finished the salsa, it is yummy. 
Years ago Daddy's father went home to Texas and on his return brought back some Pickled Hot Pepper Green Beans. Daddy thought they were yummy. So when we had an abundance of green beans in our garden he requested I make some. The challenge with both the Pickled Beets and the Pickled Hot Pepper Green Beans, they were made without recipes.
Daddy has fond memories of eating pickled beets while he was growing up. His paternal gramma made them. Once while visiting my paternal gramma she offered us pickled beets, now noone in my family liked them so we said, "No, thank you". Daddy said, "Yes, please". We tried to explain that he didn't have to eat them just to be polite. He wasn't eating them to be polite, he actually liked them! 

Big Brother was in Philmont and Little Brother was recovering from his surgery so the girls, the baby and I enjoyed our county fair. We saw all the animals, twice. We enjoyed some yummy, once a year treats, cotton candy, funnel cake and fried cheese curds. The girls rode a ride and a pony. We checked out all the exhibits of food, crops, and handiwork. We decided next year we'd like to enter some of our things. 

It is amazing to see how much peas and corn we see being transported in our area. Day after day, truck after truck, field after field. That dump truck is full of peas. Corn is transported in similar trucks and in tractor trailer sized trucks. 


He used to snore and was always tired. We were concerned he had sleep apnea due to enlarged tonsils and adenoids, the Dr. agreed and now he is recovering, hopefully this will make a difference in how he sleeps. 

Yum! None of our cucumber plants from the first planting came up. I don't know if it was due to the weather or some other factor. A friend gave us some cucumbers from their garden. We enjoyed some fresh with vinegar, salt and pepper. The rest we made into pickles. Ever the eternal optomist we planted cucumbers again . . .