Kathie on July 9th, 2009

We had many leisurely cups of coffee this morning, and then we headed to Manistee.  There we hit the Little River Casino to test our luck. I walked in, placed a dollar on number 8 at the roulette wheel, and it hit!!! I got $35, and Ann said, “Let’s go now while you are ahead.”  [...]

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Kathie on July 8th, 2009

When I was in third or fourth grade we had some kind of a school show. My class was the M in Michigan.  I actually remember what we had to say:
“M is for murder, a movie that is, Mackinac Island and Bridge, mink, motels, manufacturing, and (slap arm) mosquitoes.” Bow.
We met two of my friends [...]

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Kathie on July 7th, 2009

Complete with deer whistles…..don’t know if they really work, but my stepfather use to always put them on my car. We were going to take Kno Knutz, but decided this car would have more room. I am glad we did.

We have had a long day.  We laughed a lot, as usual.  We wanted to leave [...]

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Kathie on July 4th, 2009

I played kitchen witch.  I made six batches of canned goods. (Why do they call it canning?  It is really jarring.)
I made three batches of strawberry syrup, one batch of strawberry preserves, and a batch each of white grape and purple grape jelly.

I had never made white grape jelly, but I had the juice, and [...]

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Kathie on July 4th, 2009

I cannot help myself; I think the chickens are the funniest things. The other night when I went to close the coop door (They go inside themselves when it starts to get dark.), I went inside.  Cecil pecked at my feet, as if that was going to do anything. He is a good rooster, and [...]

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Kathie on July 2nd, 2009

Poor Brando……no poor me. We drove up to Possum Manor West yesterday, and Brando got car sick.  Want the gory details?  If not, stop reading.  He was in the backseat when he decided he had to throw up.  So he put his head inbetween the front seats and let go. All over my shirt…all over [...]

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