Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Here Comes Peter Cottontail

I got the Easter parade up on the porch this weekend.

I decided to load up the little wagon with tulips and Easter eggs and I found two adorable bunnies to make the deliveries for me.

Note** Notice anything different about my porch?

Take a look at the top picture and notice the nice-shiny -white lamp light.

I spent all last week power washing the porches, the house, cleaning the windows and painting all my outside lights.

They are 15 years old this year and have began to tarnish and look really bad.
I was looking at a cost of $38.00 each to replace them plus all the electric wiring that would need to be done. We have 8 lights that would need to be replaced. They still work perfectly, they just are starting to look bad.

I decided to redo them myself. It was a tedious job, but it turned out great. I spent about $20.00 for supplies and spent about 2 days doing nothing but lights.
It made a huge difference. It made the house looks brand new again.
The siding is fresh and clean and the lights are sparkling.

I decided to get brave and took the ceiling fan apart in the screened in porch and gave it a face lift also. It looks so much better.
 It has been a huge undertaking on my part to do this, but it has saved us so much money.
I still have the back part of the house to do, but it will go fast because of no porches or porch ceilings.

Hope you all have a good week,


A Lesson We Can All Learn From

I recieved this in an email and I thought it was worth sharing.


There once was a woman who woke up one morning, looked in the mirror,and noticed she had only three hairs on her head. "Well," she said, "I think I'll braid my hair today." So she did and she had a wonderful day.

The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that she had only two hairs on her head. "H-M-M," she said, "I think I'll part my hair down the middle today." So she did and she had a grand day.

The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and noticed that she had only one hair on her head.
"Well," she said, "today I'm going to wear my hair in a pony tail."
So she did, and she had a fun, fun day.

The next day she woke up, looked in the mirror and noticed that there wasn't a single hair on her head.

"YAY!" she exclaimed. "I don't have to fix my hair today!"

Attitude is everything!

Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.

Live simply,

Love generously,

Care deeply,

Speak kindly.

Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass,It's about learning to dance in the rain.I loved this!
I will have a great day!
I hope you too have a great day

Fred Flintstone Foot

I think I need to change the name of my blog to "The Life And Times of Shanda" or the "Shanda Show", or maybe I need my own reality show.
It's never boring or still here that's for sure and each day it seems, is a new episode worthy of the 6 o'clock news, Jerry Springer, or the gossip columns.

Wondering about this Fred Flintstone foot.

Well, it all started like this:

It was a beautiful Wednesday morning and all my work was caught up, hubby was out of town and watermelon season was in full swing out in the Amish countryside.

Since I was up at the crack of dawn anyway,
I decided to drive out to the Amish market and bring home a load of melons, enough to last us awhile and plenty to share with the neighbors.

I proudly waited patiently for just the right box~
Picked the day before and vine ripened, 60 beautiful melons now belonged to bidder #113.

Hubby and I would be in watermelon heaven and neighbors from all around would benefit from our joy of giving, I knew 60 would not be too many by any means. We could give away about half and still enjoy our favorite summer treat way up into the fall.
With this many melons, I knew I was in need of some help and the young Amish boys; bare feet and all, are very eager to help folks load up.
They work very enthusiastictly& competitively for tips and it's not uncommon at all for 3 or 4 of them to offer help all at the same time.
lets just say that maybe they should have a lesson or two in safety.
The young man used a giant hydraulic floor jack to move the huge box of melons to the loading dock. We had began to load the first 4 or 5 when all of a sudden, without saying a word to me, he felt the need to drop the jack down to the ground.
Right on top of my foot.
He had me trapped and it was crushing my foot.
I think I taught that boy some new words.
Words he probably has never used.
Words usually not associated with "foot".
I took my chances and drove myself over an hour to the hospital ER.
Remember, hubby was gone and I have no family here.
My other choice was an Amish buggy to God knows where.
Luckily, I had made friends with a couple from Arkansas and they helped me to my truck and made sure I was OK to drive.
All I suffered was a tiny hairline fracture of the foot and a couple of broken toes.
I was very lucky.
The most painful thing is the muscles and tendons being squished so severely.
I have a huge bottle of Vicodin to help with that although it makes me nauseated and the TV blurry. I can see the computer just fine though, so please stop in and say hi.....
I'm gonna be here on the couch for a few days, with the foot up in the air, ice pack, TV remote, books and magazines, hubby is home now and my good friend Pam checks on me daily.
All is good now,
and......the melons are awesome. Absolutely the best we've had all summer.
It would have been a real bummer if they weren't.

Where I'm From

I am from clotheslines and Tide, from Ivory liquid bubble bath's and sweet Lipton tea.
I am from a little white house on the corner, train whistles and white washed trees.
I'm from the giant sycamore tree. From tire swings and pony's and a dog named Ring.
I am from decorated sugar cookies, stock car races, rodeos and fairs. I'm from Cedrick and Pearline and Carol and Nadine.
I'm from summer evenings and cart wheels and made up games. I'm from John John and David and Barry and James.
I am from sweet corn and tomatoes, fireworks and fish. I'm from go-carts and pony carts and an old goose named Bill.
I'm from "Look me in thee eye" and "It's com'in up a cloud". I'm from never "I love you", but always "Goodnight".
I'm from Sunday night Aggravation games, Prince Albert Tobacco, guinea pigs and goats.
I'm from aunts who sewed and quilted and came to school to get me when I wasn't really sick.
I'm from Pentecostal music drifting through the windows from the church down the road. Prayer cloths and church bells and "I'll Fly Away".
I'm from the wet soggy bottoms of Southeast Missouri. From dirt roads and dust and the mighty Mississip. I am from baked corn and biscuits and fried okra and ham.
I am from thunderstorms and black clouds and "Old Field "dirt. I'm from a mom who was scared and would dress us in the night.
I am from smashed little fingers and bicycle wrecks. From dirt clod fights and brothers and Encylopedia books.
I'm from old rivers and iris gardens and Clarrisa and Butch. From irrigated corn fields and burned off wheat fields. I'm from smashing pennies on the track and from an uncle who waved from the train.
I am from homemade gun cabinets and wooden porch swings. From cast iron skillets and "patted up eggs".
I'm from laughter and love and sorrow and pain.
I'm from determination and dreams and prayer's and praise.
I'm a tiny fraction of all whom I've met.
I'm from all who have loved me and every friend I've known.
I'm from every garden I've ever walked through and every star I've wished upon.
All this I carry in my heart,
It's who I am

~There's Something I Bet Ya Didn't Know ! ~

My life has gone to the dogs!!!!



When you see this...


It all started so sweet and innocently.

Remember my sweet little puppy I picked to keep. The one I haphazardly started calling "Baby Daisy". Her mother's name is Daisy and she is so sweet and goofy just like her mother.

It became my little baby talk name game with her and I never expected it to stick.
It stuck, we still call her Baby Daisy and we say it 900 times each day.

It is confusing for some, especially the mail man and UPS man, whom both told me I need some more dogs!!!!

My house is not the favorite house in the neighborhood to deliver packages to. I usually have to get at least one dog out of the truck so he can leave. Poor man.

Remember this pic from early this summer, she was about 6 weeks old here.

This is the same little rabbit, in the above picture.

It's amazing to me how much she had grown.

She has done her fair share wearing dresses and such.

Doesn't she just look like a little girl dog, her little ears sit just like little pig tails.

She was so cute when she and her little sister were tiny and they would play so ruff and tumble, they would get their little dresses just filthy, real little country girls.

Have you ever tried mopping with 2 of these things hooked onto your mop?


We ended up keeping 2 of the pups, both females. I chose one and one chose us.

I sold all 4 males for a nice little chunk of change and NO I am not doing it again, not anytime soon in this lifetime anyway.

My honey kept telling me my pup was ugly and teasing me that she was the runt.

Told me if I was gonna keep a pup I should at least keep a pretty one.

Ha! Is that so?

Well, let me tell ya, every man that came here to look at pups, wanted my Baby Daisy.

Can I pick'em or what.

She is a pointing fool, they called her "birdie", that is a bird dog compliment I am told.

(I really didn't pick her at all, she just melted my heart the way she always slept about 30 minutes longer than the rest of the pups did and she was always first back to sleep.)

Even the President of the Mid-Missouri Quail Forever Chapter wanted her, but nope, he had to settle for a little male named Wishbone.

Baby Daisy was going nowhere for no amount of money!

So now, let's do some ciphering here.

We had Toby the Healer and Abby the Boston.....that's two.

Last December after much heated debating, Husband decides he can't live without the addition of two English Pointers....that makes four.

Add in two pups...Baby Daisy and Ringo......we have a grand total of SIX dogs!!!

Oh My Goodness, what are we thinking??

Are we thinking?? ?

I don't think anymore, I give up.

We got'em, we lov'em, and we put up with'em.

Remember the girl who sold all her chickens this spring because they were tearing up the yard and scattering the mulch??? Those look like glory days compared to now days.

OMG! I should have kept the chickens, at least I would have fresh eggs.

Everyday is a new adventure and everyday I put things up, things away, things higher, things in the trash, I kiss them, I cuss them, I swear I'm giving them away yet I return each week from the thrift store, with a bag full of stuffed toys , ones that I have spent two hours looking through the rubble for.

The ones that squeak, squawk, laugh and wiggle.

The ones that made my front yard look like it snowed here this weekend.

All for these crazy mutts who get in my car and steal my candy corn while I am still carrying in the grocery's.
And for:

the one who has to ride the 4-wheeler every time it's started.

the one who has to ride on the lawn mower with me.

the two who have learned to let themselves in and out of the screened in porch.

the one who has chewed up at least 7 pairs of flip flops this summer.

the one who ate 9 pages of my good summer read while I was still reading it.

the ones my husband calls the little heathens

and for all 6 that cause me to read the same paragraph 11 times on a daily basis.

Oh the excitement and interruptions,

I bet next time my husband listens to me and that monkey ain't sounding so bad after all!

Until next time,


Evening Of Excitment

We have puppies.

Daisy wants everyone to know that she did fine and that she is the proud momma to 6 little spotted babies.

They started arriving about 6pm last evening.

She is a very good first time momma and she is taking excellent care of them.
She is very proud of her little creations and oh are they cute....and noisy.

We have them in a big box in our bedroom. We wanted her close by, in case she delivered during the night.
Big mistake on our part.
I don't think we slept a wink.
They woke up no less than 4 times last night, all six crying at once.
We kept getting up and checking to make sure she wasn't mashing one and making sure everything was all right.

Hopefully tonight everyone will be more settled.

We also had another bit of excitement last evening and like crazy people, we were out at midnight taking it all in and looking at all the water.

The rains came...and came....and came.

We experienced a small flash flood last night, 5 inches of rain fell onto our already saturated ground that was quenched with 3 inches of rain from the day before.

The river is not out of it's banks, this is run off that has yet to drain into the river.

This photo was taken this morning and I think the highway is open again to traffic.

The vacationing girls arrived home from Mexico last night during this rain storm and they had to drive through water to reach the house where every ones cars were parked.

They were ready to get home come hell or high water...snort!...snort!


My Heart Runneth Over....with puppy love!

O. M. G.,
I don't know if I have ever seen anything sweeter than a bird dog puppy in a dress.
I think she's got me...hook, line and sinker!

p.s.,... My husband is gonna kill me when he sees this.


~ Puppy Antics ~

Yesterday I decided I better get some July 4th decor up, if I was going to.
I spent the morning tidying up the porch and snapped a few pics for the blog .
After viewing the pictures, I remembered I had purchased a pretty patriotic table cloth on clearance last year.

I hurried in to get it, placed it on the table, stepped back and admired it fondly. I was proud of myself for buying it and remembering it.

Well....the contractor left early yesterday, he is finished until the tub arrives so I decided to spend the afternoon in the pool and catch up on some reading.

Look what my little babies did,
they really had a good time while I was out back relaxing in the pool.
They even chewed on the wooden watermelon.

Look how incredibly close this flower pot was to the edge of the table.
Thank heavens it didn't fall make a huge mess.
It's amazing that it didn't fall, I stood in bewilderment and just shook my head in disbelief

You better run for your life you little bugger!!!

Happy Weekend, stay cool and have some fun,

My Mission of Serving by Venerable Henry Newman

My Mission of Serving
"God has created me to do Him some definite service; He has committed some work to me which He has not committed to another. I have my mission -- I never may know it in this life, but I shall be told it in the next. Somehow I am necessary for His purposes, as necessary in my place as an Archangel in His -- if, indeed, I fail, He can raise another, as He could make the stones children of Abraham. Yet I have a part in this great work; I am a link in a chain, a bond of connection between persons. He has not created me for naught. I shall do good, I shall do His work; I shall be an angel of peace, a preacher of truth in my own place, while not intending it, if I do but keep his commandments and serve Him in my calling. Therefore I will trust Him. Whatever, wherever I am, I can never be thrown away. If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him; in perplexity, my perplexity may serve Him; if I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve him. My sickness, or perplexity, or my sorrow be necessary causes of some great end, which is quite beyond us. He does nothing in vain; He may prolong my life, He may shorten it; He knows what He is about; He may take away my friends, He may throw me among strangers, He may make me feel desolate, make my spirits sink, hide the future from me-still He knows what He is about.” - Venerable Henry Newman

Porch Decorating Ideas and Pictures

I have been very busy, but never to busy to play and putter.

I love nothing more than to fluff my nest and make it a cozy for all to enjoy.

There's nothing like little touches that say, home.

Please enjoy,

We'll start our tour with a little seating area on the screened in porch, this room is still in the making, everything is not completed yet. I still have a few finishing touches to add, when time allows.

This little sign brings me comfort,

I wanted this room to have a completely relaxed feeling,

a place to come, for reflection and comforting.

We were married on our porch, just he and I and the minister and one witness.

After the ceremony, I ask the minister to bless our new home.

We all held hands and she prayed to God that he may station an angel at each corner of our home, to look after us and keep us safe.

I have never been afraid here or ever felt alone.

Thanks be to God.

Looks like the hutch is looking a little more lived already.

Next up, right outside that porch is my potting bench area, now.

This potting bench use to sit where the hutch is.

I never knew what to do with this little area between the fireplace and the doors, through the years, it has been alittle bit of everything, from a place to sit when mad and stewing or a plant hospital, it's seen it all.

This was the perfect spot for potting and my supplies. It is handy to have a service area for all the plants, without having to go all the way out to the garden shed.

I have already used this so much, and the mess is in an easy spot to just sweep away and the plants in the ground benefit from the crumbles of dirt and fertilize.

Notice my cute dust brush. I found an old antique wall paper paste brush this past winter and as soon as I saw it, I instantly knew what I needed it for.

I simply decoupaged some fabric around it and added embellishments.

Very Mary Engelbreit. It is pretty handy and a lot cuter than the plastic thing I was using.

The view from the porch. The water is so bright and beautiful in the mornings.

If you have never visited me before, that is the Missouri River glistening in the back ground.

I feel so blessed to look out on this each day, never take one second for granted.

Girls gossip corner.

Next up is a place for the ladies to sit and chat and share a bit while the men folk sit around the corner in the rockers.

So true, so true! Please share.

The cats sure seem to enjoy it. I so wish they would stay off the cushions.

I think she is sitting and waiting on a bird to appear in the bird cage.

Come on around the corner.
My favorite bottomless chair and the very first thing I bought at a garage sale for this house.

I paid $10.00 for it and had to store it at our apartment while we were waiting for the house to be vacated. Hubby thought I was crazy.

I've never done a thing to it, it was perfectly perfect.

Evening picture with the candles lit.

All this picture needs is two people sitting there enjoying some wine.

In fact as soon as I sat the camera done, two people did sit there and enjoy a nice Mojito, with some fresh mint that is now taking over my herb garden.

Finished up the checker board, decided to use the big checkers anyway, I managed to get all the rows painted on the board, but it is a bit tight.

Decided to plant Begonia's in the antique carpenter box.
For lack of anything better to use, I put the checker board on my old stool.

The stool says "property of shoe factory".
Notice the bottom spindle is wore off flat on one side.

The little trash to treasure planter I redone that I think has been everywhere.

It's handy for so many uses.

Love my antique ice cream maker. It still cranks and spins like a top.

Redone the the wagon for a Spring gardening theme.
Found the antique puffer sprayer at a garage sale recently.

The shears I still use, they don't make them like that anymore.
A view of the entry way.

I am so wising I wouldn't have cut back the shrub so severely, they were really needing it, but it looks so bare and they are taking some time to fill in.

I had to trim this tree also. It had a huge dead branch on the side.

Looks sorta gimpy and thin now, but just hoping it will survive.

I planted this here so I would have a live Christmas tree to decorate. It is pretty with lights and a star added to the top.

They told me at the plant nursery that it may reach about 10 ft. tall, try about 15 foot tall. I had to remove the top half last year.

Lamp post garden,

where's the Tulips???

Ask the moles!!

As I was typing this the UPS man brought a package that I have been waiting on for,
no kidding, OVER A YEAR!!!

I ordered this Summer door wreath from QVC last May.
I was told it was back ordered and would ship ASAP.

It finally came!

All I can say is....... OH. MY. GOSH.

It is exquisitely beautiful, I am so glad I didn't give up and cancel my order.

It is amazingly beautiful,
I can't quite gushing.

The little bicycle is "real".
Real metal with real rubber wheels and a springy seat with real little springs,
It's so cute. (click on pic, it may enlarge)

I will take some more pics when I finish getting it out of the package.

Hope it's beautiful where you are and sending love and blessings your way.


What a glorious wonderful morning this was;
What a glorious day it would be!
And into the meadow I started to walk;
Just the birds, the sunshine and me.

Home Sweet Home

ol'e SASSY girl, originally uploaded by sassygirl1967.
Can you hear the frogs? I can, in my dreams of home. I am soooooo ready to be home. I just had to put this picture up tonight. I can't wait until I'm sitt'in on the front porch with some good coffee from here, and I can look out and see this beautiful view, hear my bird's and frogs, and see my old horse and all, she is 26 years old now. If I try real hard I can almost hear a coon dog off in the yonder. When I get there I'm gonna kiss my little dogs until my lips hurt. I'm ready for that sigh of relief a person has, when ya been gone awhile and you pull into your own driveway. Thank goodness I'll have 3 days off when I get there. Glory Be.

River Ridge

River Ridge, originally uploaded by sassygirl1967.
Just look how the yard greened up.
We had a very nice surprise waiting for us at home. My dear sweet neighbor mowed the yard. God Bless His Heart!! On the way home we called a friend, one of the question's I ask was "How tall is my yard"? He said somebody had mowed. I couldn't figure out who. I didn't think the dog sitter would do such a thing, but who? You see, my husband is full time Military and we moved here about seven years ago. We have lots of friends and many good neighbors here, but absolutely no family here. None. Not even our children live close by. Our nearest family is mine, down in southeast Missouri, about five hours away. So who would do such a kind thing. Our brand new neighbors, that's who. Like I said, God Bless His Heart. He has a big apple pie or a black berry cobbler coming his way soon.