Yesterday was a long first day in the hay fields of summer! Jake and I and Great Grandma got all the tractors up and going... and things all hooked up to them to go to the hay field. Jake changed the oil and filters in all of them, cleaned out the mower, greased the equipment, and checked and filled the transmissions... we overlooked the power steering on the Ford, but on the trip over to the Kastle Place, I found out that we did... haha.. I could not hardly keep it in the road. It does have the cylinder under the tractor all wet, so it's leaking out... but anyway, we have it filled up and ready to go. Great Grandma made her usual 4 trips to town to get oils, filters, etc. It would not be summer if she didn't do that, haha..... Jake is going to mow this am while I catch up a couple of websites. Then he heads off to work, and we will rake it this evening. We will be working in the north love grass field on Kastle Place, as it's one of the smaller fields, and if I remember right, the baler is having a closing problem - one side is not catching and the back gate is sprung. It that's correct we will try to bale the North side tomorrow and zip the baler to John Deere to fix it for us...
Judge's have started working the wheat ground on Kastle Place. I have not asked Kenny how the wheat did, but probably not to well. They were getting docked about 10% for trash in grain.. rye, and the moisture was high, so not sure...
Looks like summer is here, 100 degree days forecast, and NO RAIN still... wow.. just wish it would shower some.. would be really cool... haha..
Austyn has his last TBall game this evening, and if I get home in time from raking, I am going to try to make it.
Ann did really well with Madison yesterday. She took off a couple of weeks to help Heather make the adjustment from home to work again.. and besides.. she is doing what she loves and is really good at.... actually she never misses work and has lots of time she is losing so she decided to take off some... I think she needs to do this when we can go back down to new orleans... yelp, I sure do...
welp.. gotta close this deal out.. have a great day.... I do know Jonathan is in Tulsa, Heather had a good first day back at work... Paul goes back to work this coming weekend. And I know that yesterday, Madison had on her WHITE dress.... wow.. Heather, how long will that last??? girl in white.. haha.. in the red dirt of Oklahoma? Bet Andrew will fix that deal, huh??? He will help her "color" it.. haha..
later all.. enjoy the day
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Sunday, June 26, 2005
some short videos from the family gathering in OKC Saturday for Elinore and Fannie's Birthday celebration.
to see these videos best... first download each...
put your mouse over the link, then right click and scroll down to the third link and click on "Save target as" then when big box opens, go to the top of it and in the box make sure it is pointing to or says desktop. If not, scroll to the Desktop and click ok....
It will then be saved to the desktop of your computer .. where you can view it by clicking on it, or by starting your windows media player and viewing with it... need more information.. send me an email at stan@paynecountyline.com.
Ok...
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put your mouse over the link, then right click and scroll down to the third link and click on "Save target as" then when big box opens, go to the top of it and in the box make sure it is pointing to or says desktop. If not, scroll to the Desktop and click ok....
It will then be saved to the desktop of your computer .. where you can view it by clicking on it, or by starting your windows media player and viewing with it... need more information.. send me an email at stan@paynecountyline.com.
Ok...
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Photos from Saturday family gathering at Hometown Buffet in OKC.
Here is the link to the photo album from Saturday's get together in OKC at Hometown Buffet to celebrate numberous events.. Fannie Moffat, El Reno turned 92; Elinore Moffat, Perkins, turned 86. Paul and Heather Blankinship celebrated their 12th Anniversay. (I know I am leaving out some ... but Jake had his 23rd birthday on the 18th Uncle Ivan and Aunt Freda celebrated their 60th Wedding Anniversary...) and Ann's brother Michael's Birthday is on this coming Tuesday.... We think it's his... say this softly... and quietly... 61st.....
Upcoming events from Our Family Blog Family Calendar:
6/28/2005 John Michael Shaklee (Born 1944) Birthday
7/10/2005 Harold O Shaklee (Born 1918 - Passed Jan. 18, 1999)Birthday
7/12/2005 Jade and Julia Shaklee (Wed 2003) Anniversary
7/12/2005 David and Terry Shaklee (Wed 1974) Anniversary
7/15/2005 Charles Ward Shaklee (Born 1949) Birthday
7/20/2005 Andrew Paul Blankinship (Born 2001) Birthday
7/29/2005 Paul Robert Blankinship (Born 1970) Birthday
7/31/2005 Jonathan and Randi Moffat (Wed 1999) Anniversary
If there are others.. Please let us know... PLEASE??? We didn't overlook on purpose, just plain don't know!!
I will post links to some videos in a bit.. from yesterday.
later.. enjoy the day.. Dad
Upcoming events from Our Family Blog Family Calendar:
6/28/2005 John Michael Shaklee (Born 1944) Birthday
7/10/2005 Harold O Shaklee (Born 1918 - Passed Jan. 18, 1999)Birthday
7/12/2005 Jade and Julia Shaklee (Wed 2003) Anniversary
7/12/2005 David and Terry Shaklee (Wed 1974) Anniversary
7/15/2005 Charles Ward Shaklee (Born 1949) Birthday
7/20/2005 Andrew Paul Blankinship (Born 2001) Birthday
7/29/2005 Paul Robert Blankinship (Born 1970) Birthday
7/31/2005 Jonathan and Randi Moffat (Wed 1999) Anniversary
If there are others.. Please let us know... PLEASE??? We didn't overlook on purpose, just plain don't know!!
I will post links to some videos in a bit.. from yesterday.
later.. enjoy the day.. Dad
Friday, June 24, 2005
Wow.. the end of the week is here!
Hard to believe the end of the week is here. Seems like only yesterday we were all together last Saturday, having a great visit and celebrating Jake's Birthday and Father's Day. Then on Thursday, Great Grandma Moffat celebrated her 86th Birthday! Austyn called needing a baby horse to grow up and ride. I heard that Grandma Ann is taking off the next to weeks to help with Madison as Heather goes back to work on Monday. Austyn has a ball game tomorrow morning, and we all are heading to OKC to celebrate Fannie Moffat's 92nd birthday... She is the wife of Mervil Moffat, Dad's older brother who dairyed north of El Reno. And we also are re celebrating Great Grandma Moffat's Birthday, too. We tried to get Ann's brother, Mike to come along, but he is busy working the wheat ground at Helena, and won't be able to come. He has a birthday on the 28th of this month, too.
Austyn, I did call about something today, and we might need to take a short trip next Saturday morning to Circle F Stable, if this is ok with your mom and dad... I think you will like what I have arranged. It has to do with horses,learning about them, and getting to ride too.. haha..
Well, don't know much else.. Oh, yes, this is the week Kaitlyn found out she has asthma... and started medication for it. Jonathan moved to a new office at work. He can now see the door, and since he can, he is not sure what that means.. haha..
I had a neighbor stop by thinking of opening up a feed store in Stillwater last night. I had to be honest with him... and I think he is still wanting too.
And then.... I wish I had a picture of the new piece Phillip stopped by with last night, but it was a pottery piece that was really cool. kind of looked like an old piece for ancient Egypt!! Lots of design on it and very irregular. He had constructed it by hand in coils.. really cool. Will put a pic on here later. It was truly amazing! I am proud of him...
Heard Paul is heading off to a gun auction tomorrow. He has quite a collection, but I think he is always looking!! Heather is doing better, health wise too. Well, don't know much else, but wanted to share the few brain cells I have working.. haha..
Jake's at work. He is a bit tired, working three jobs. I think he needs a break, and time for Jake. Sometimes he is a bit gripy..haha...
Can't wait till tomorrow afternoon.. It will be cool being with everyone again.
We need rain badly... I mean badly!!
Love to all.... Enjoy the evening..
Austyn, I did call about something today, and we might need to take a short trip next Saturday morning to Circle F Stable, if this is ok with your mom and dad... I think you will like what I have arranged. It has to do with horses,learning about them, and getting to ride too.. haha..
Well, don't know much else.. Oh, yes, this is the week Kaitlyn found out she has asthma... and started medication for it. Jonathan moved to a new office at work. He can now see the door, and since he can, he is not sure what that means.. haha..
I had a neighbor stop by thinking of opening up a feed store in Stillwater last night. I had to be honest with him... and I think he is still wanting too.
And then.... I wish I had a picture of the new piece Phillip stopped by with last night, but it was a pottery piece that was really cool. kind of looked like an old piece for ancient Egypt!! Lots of design on it and very irregular. He had constructed it by hand in coils.. really cool. Will put a pic on here later. It was truly amazing! I am proud of him...
Heard Paul is heading off to a gun auction tomorrow. He has quite a collection, but I think he is always looking!! Heather is doing better, health wise too. Well, don't know much else, but wanted to share the few brain cells I have working.. haha..
Jake's at work. He is a bit tired, working three jobs. I think he needs a break, and time for Jake. Sometimes he is a bit gripy..haha...
Can't wait till tomorrow afternoon.. It will be cool being with everyone again.
We need rain badly... I mean badly!!
Love to all.... Enjoy the evening..
Ouch.. my toes are being stepped on.......
The Real Problem (from stumbling towards heaven)
We’ve been talking for the last several weeks about building relationships. What’s the real problem in our relationships? If you boil it all down, it’s this... Self-Centeredness. It’s at the root...behind every conflict...behind every argument...behind every relational strain....behind all of that is self-centeredness. James 4:1-2 (NCV) says this: “Do you know where your fights and arguments come from? They come from the selfish desires that war within you. You want things, but you do not have them...... So you argue and fight...”.
Now listen: If you want to have great relationships with your friends...with your husband or your wife...if you’re a single person and you want to get married...you want to have great relationships....it starts inside you...it doesn’t start with your spouse...it doesn’t start with your girlfriend...it doesn’t start with your child or your boss...it starts inside you. You need a major realignment of your own motivations. A major realignment of your motivations has to take place if you’re going to have good, healthy, and satisfying relationships.
Can you do good things for the wrong reason? Absolutely. Can you even do good things with a selfish motivation? Absolutely. Folks, self-centeredness stains everything we do! Even when we’re doing good stuff, we’re patting ourselves on the back...telling ourselves what a great servant we are. You can’t even be humble without getting proud about it! Every area of our lives are stained with self-centeredness. It is not my nature to think of you, and none of you were staying up late this week worrying about my problems....because you were thinking about your own needs....it’s human nature to think only of ourselves and it’s unnatural for us to think of other people. It’s my nature to be selfish and self-centered and it’s yours too, and if you don’t think it is, you’re only kidding yourself, because you think about you more than you think about anything else in the world. “How do I look? How do I talk? What’s my image? Did I do the right thing? Am I cool? Do people like me?” You think about yourself all the time.
And even with people you supposedly love, you still think about yourself first...that’s why you have arguments with them...living with people you love. The root of every problem is self-centeredness. You see, secretly, we think we’re pretty good if our outward behavior conforms to accepted standards...and we do the right thing and even put on a smiley face and appear like we’re doing it...but that’s not enough because God looks at your heart.
Jesus told the Pharisees, “You know, you guys look great on the outside, but inside you’re a mess! Outwardly, you’ve got this white-washed appearance that looks so great, but inside you’re like a tomb full of dead carcasses that are rotting...you stink!” He told the Pharisees, “You know what you guys do? You wash the bowl and the cup on the outside, but the inside’s still filthy!” What good would a dishwasher be that only washes the outside of the dish? It’d be worthless....and you may be able to clean up your behavior so you look respectable in society, but inside there’s still a core of self-centeredness that stains everything you do and everything that I do. Look at what Jesus said in Mat 15:18 (NIV): “But the things that come out of the mouth come from the heart, and these make a man 'unclean.' It’s not outward behavior that makes you unclean...it’s the stuff that comes out of your heart, and the Bible says that the heart of the problem is a problem of the heart...that’s our root problem.
The problem isn’t your tongue...you may have a sarcastic tongue...sharp tongue...an angry tongue...a filthy tongue...a defensive tongue...a boasting tongue...but all that is doing is revealing what’s in your heart. A judgmental tongue is evidence of a guilty heart. An overactive tongue is evidence of an unsettled heart...a boasting tongue is evidence of an insecure heart...a bitter tongue is an evidence of a resentful heart....a biting tongue is evidence of an angry heart....what’s inside your heart is given away by what you say. Your mouth betrays what you’re really like.
But you say, “When I said that, I just said it in anger...that’s not really me...” Oh, yes it is...it is exactly you, because in your anger, the mask and the layers are pulled away and your real heart is revealed in your anger. And what’s really inside of you comes out when you get ticked. Have you ever noticed how quickly your mood can change when somebody challenges your selfishness? When somebody says, “Drop what you’re doing and take out the trash”...how quickly your mood can change...because what’s in the heart is going to come out....it’s like a toothpaste tube...when you put pressure on it, what’s inside is going to come out.The Bible is very specific about how selfishness expresses itself. In Galatians 5:19-21 (NCV) it lists 15 works of selfish ...and here’s a few of them. It says this: “The wrong things the sinful self does are clear: being sexually unfaithful (did you know that infidelity is the ultimate expression of self-centeredness? “I don’t care what happens to anybody else...I’m doing what pleases me)...hating, making trouble, being jealous, being angry, being selfish, making people angry with each other, causing divisions among people, feeling envy, being drunk...and doing other things like these.” These are all expressions of self-centeredness.
Self-centeredness is so very destructive! It destroys homes...we see that with the rising divorce rate. How many homes have been destroyed by self-centeredness? It destroys little children...it destroys marriages...it destroys friendships that have gone on for 20 or 30 years and somebody does a self-centered act and BAM! It’s over. Self-centeredness destroys churches...it destroys community...and it can even destroy nations. And folks, we are seeing the decline of a great nation right now that is consumed with self-centeredness. Today’s attitude is, “What’s in it for me? I couldn’t care less what happens to anybody else...what’s in it for me?”
OK.... Randi, this is different.. haha.. but I think this will be my last one like this.. this one hits home to close.. haha..
love you all.. enjoy the day...
We’ve been talking for the last several weeks about building relationships. What’s the real problem in our relationships? If you boil it all down, it’s this... Self-Centeredness. It’s at the root...behind every conflict...behind every argument...behind every relational strain....behind all of that is self-centeredness. James 4:1-2 (NCV) says this: “Do you know where your fights and arguments come from? They come from the selfish desires that war within you. You want things, but you do not have them...... So you argue and fight...”.
Now listen: If you want to have great relationships with your friends...with your husband or your wife...if you’re a single person and you want to get married...you want to have great relationships....it starts inside you...it doesn’t start with your spouse...it doesn’t start with your girlfriend...it doesn’t start with your child or your boss...it starts inside you. You need a major realignment of your own motivations. A major realignment of your motivations has to take place if you’re going to have good, healthy, and satisfying relationships.
Can you do good things for the wrong reason? Absolutely. Can you even do good things with a selfish motivation? Absolutely. Folks, self-centeredness stains everything we do! Even when we’re doing good stuff, we’re patting ourselves on the back...telling ourselves what a great servant we are. You can’t even be humble without getting proud about it! Every area of our lives are stained with self-centeredness. It is not my nature to think of you, and none of you were staying up late this week worrying about my problems....because you were thinking about your own needs....it’s human nature to think only of ourselves and it’s unnatural for us to think of other people. It’s my nature to be selfish and self-centered and it’s yours too, and if you don’t think it is, you’re only kidding yourself, because you think about you more than you think about anything else in the world. “How do I look? How do I talk? What’s my image? Did I do the right thing? Am I cool? Do people like me?” You think about yourself all the time.
And even with people you supposedly love, you still think about yourself first...that’s why you have arguments with them...living with people you love. The root of every problem is self-centeredness. You see, secretly, we think we’re pretty good if our outward behavior conforms to accepted standards...and we do the right thing and even put on a smiley face and appear like we’re doing it...but that’s not enough because God looks at your heart.
Jesus told the Pharisees, “You know, you guys look great on the outside, but inside you’re a mess! Outwardly, you’ve got this white-washed appearance that looks so great, but inside you’re like a tomb full of dead carcasses that are rotting...you stink!” He told the Pharisees, “You know what you guys do? You wash the bowl and the cup on the outside, but the inside’s still filthy!” What good would a dishwasher be that only washes the outside of the dish? It’d be worthless....and you may be able to clean up your behavior so you look respectable in society, but inside there’s still a core of self-centeredness that stains everything you do and everything that I do. Look at what Jesus said in Mat 15:18 (NIV): “But the things that come out of the mouth come from the heart, and these make a man 'unclean.' It’s not outward behavior that makes you unclean...it’s the stuff that comes out of your heart, and the Bible says that the heart of the problem is a problem of the heart...that’s our root problem.
The problem isn’t your tongue...you may have a sarcastic tongue...sharp tongue...an angry tongue...a filthy tongue...a defensive tongue...a boasting tongue...but all that is doing is revealing what’s in your heart. A judgmental tongue is evidence of a guilty heart. An overactive tongue is evidence of an unsettled heart...a boasting tongue is evidence of an insecure heart...a bitter tongue is an evidence of a resentful heart....a biting tongue is evidence of an angry heart....what’s inside your heart is given away by what you say. Your mouth betrays what you’re really like.
But you say, “When I said that, I just said it in anger...that’s not really me...” Oh, yes it is...it is exactly you, because in your anger, the mask and the layers are pulled away and your real heart is revealed in your anger. And what’s really inside of you comes out when you get ticked. Have you ever noticed how quickly your mood can change when somebody challenges your selfishness? When somebody says, “Drop what you’re doing and take out the trash”...how quickly your mood can change...because what’s in the heart is going to come out....it’s like a toothpaste tube...when you put pressure on it, what’s inside is going to come out.The Bible is very specific about how selfishness expresses itself. In Galatians 5:19-21 (NCV) it lists 15 works of selfish ...and here’s a few of them. It says this: “The wrong things the sinful self does are clear: being sexually unfaithful (did you know that infidelity is the ultimate expression of self-centeredness? “I don’t care what happens to anybody else...I’m doing what pleases me)...hating, making trouble, being jealous, being angry, being selfish, making people angry with each other, causing divisions among people, feeling envy, being drunk...and doing other things like these.” These are all expressions of self-centeredness.
Self-centeredness is so very destructive! It destroys homes...we see that with the rising divorce rate. How many homes have been destroyed by self-centeredness? It destroys little children...it destroys marriages...it destroys friendships that have gone on for 20 or 30 years and somebody does a self-centered act and BAM! It’s over. Self-centeredness destroys churches...it destroys community...and it can even destroy nations. And folks, we are seeing the decline of a great nation right now that is consumed with self-centeredness. Today’s attitude is, “What’s in it for me? I couldn’t care less what happens to anybody else...what’s in it for me?”
OK.... Randi, this is different.. haha.. but I think this will be my last one like this.. this one hits home to close.. haha..
love you all.. enjoy the day...
Ok Randi.. here is yet another. haha...
Today's Quote
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies within us while we live.
-Norman Cousi
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies within us while we live.
-Norman Cousi
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
wow... kfor.. just used my two photos again... at 5:20pm ,,,
Oh my gosh.. I can not believe it! It's awesome to be setting in your home and see your pics come up on tv... wow.. DO I EVER HAVE THE BIG HEAD!!
These two photos were used on channel 4 this am... wow!! brag brag brag.. haha...
same ole moon but black and white.. shot 5 minutes later than the color one.. there, of course, are several, haha... later.. at least the 'skeeters' didn't eat me alive.. but did come close...
Just in... haha... Channel 4 at 10 mins of 7 this am showed both my moon photos crediting me with taking them and talked about the moon event for about a min and half! Mine were the only ones they used... guess most folks are sleeping.. haha.. but how cool for this ole man!!! Here are links to all the images from last night, the good, the bad and the ugly!
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
AWESOME!!! the moon and Randi's update!!!
Did you see the moon last night... taken at 10:00pm June 21, 2005 just west of the yard light pole in our yard looking south east toward ....yelp the moon... haha.. enjoy!!
PSSS>>>>>>> Uncle Ivan and Aunt Freda are hosting a birthday party for Great Grandma Moffat and Aunt Fannie Moffat at Hometown Buffet west of Baptist Hospital on NW Highway in OKC Saturday at 4:30pm. If you can work it into your busy schedules... we ought to try and make this event. Elinore will be 86 and Fannie will bre 92 and still drives downtown El Reno to Senior Citzens Center each day. Everyone is invited. If you are going to try, let Mom and I know and we might try to by your dinners, ok.... ? We do have things to celebrate....
6/23/2005 Elinore Mae Siegrist Moffat (Born 1919) 86th Birthday (Kaitlyn's 8th Mo.
Birthday....
6/25/2005 Fannie Carter Moffat (Born 1913)92nd Birthday
6/26/2005 Paul and Heather Blankinship's 12th Wedding Anniversary (Wed 1993)
For Randi.. you beat me.. darn it!! Now if we could get some others to update.. haha... kidding eveyone... I know how hard it is..
What a great weekend!!!
What a great weekend, at least for me, haha!
All the kiddos and grandkids got together for Jake's Birthday and to Celebrate Fathers Day, and a pre celebration of Great Grandma Moffat's Birthday on Thursday. (We need to watch the weather on Thursday, normally it storms!)
Goodness, Kaitlyn is really growing like a weed. She is almost ready to walk, and will be doing so before long. Madison Ann is also growing after a slow start, she is really doing well. And then there is Andrew, who has been 21 since he was born... his vocabulary is really growing and his imagination too. And Austyn... Wow! This young man is going to be a force to be reckoned with. He is really maturing. He called last night to mention to me that he needed a horse to ride. Not just any horse, but a baby horse that he could care for and it would grow up and he could ride it. We talked for a while, and then he suggested that we get a black horse that was older he could ride now, and a brown baby horse he could ride later, well, that's sort of the way it went... haha... so if you know of anyone with a kid's horse... that is kid proof, let us know, guess we are in the market.
Wanted to remind everyone the fair is coming up. Might be time to look around and thing of things to put in it. There is an open divison the grand kids could put things in.. and some areas for the rest of us too.
But anyway, Saturday was a great great day! I love my kiddos, and in laws, and grandkids very very much. It is always a holiday to see any of them!! I thank God every day for each of them! I know I have been richly and deeply blessed! Thanks to everyone for taking time out to make these events happen!
Have a great day!
All the kiddos and grandkids got together for Jake's Birthday and to Celebrate Fathers Day, and a pre celebration of Great Grandma Moffat's Birthday on Thursday. (We need to watch the weather on Thursday, normally it storms!)
Goodness, Kaitlyn is really growing like a weed. She is almost ready to walk, and will be doing so before long. Madison Ann is also growing after a slow start, she is really doing well. And then there is Andrew, who has been 21 since he was born... his vocabulary is really growing and his imagination too. And Austyn... Wow! This young man is going to be a force to be reckoned with. He is really maturing. He called last night to mention to me that he needed a horse to ride. Not just any horse, but a baby horse that he could care for and it would grow up and he could ride it. We talked for a while, and then he suggested that we get a black horse that was older he could ride now, and a brown baby horse he could ride later, well, that's sort of the way it went... haha... so if you know of anyone with a kid's horse... that is kid proof, let us know, guess we are in the market.
Wanted to remind everyone the fair is coming up. Might be time to look around and thing of things to put in it. There is an open divison the grand kids could put things in.. and some areas for the rest of us too.
But anyway, Saturday was a great great day! I love my kiddos, and in laws, and grandkids very very much. It is always a holiday to see any of them!! I thank God every day for each of them! I know I have been richly and deeply blessed! Thanks to everyone for taking time out to make these events happen!
Have a great day!
The pain.. the pain.....
Friday, June 17, 2005
Some more pics.. this time it's Madison and Andrew ...
Here is a link to some pics of Andrew and Madison at Grandpa's this am while Mom was having surgery.... Enjoy the day..
Heather is home and resting well. Her and Paul will have the home to themselves as the kiddos are staying with Grandma and Grandpa Blankinship tonight.. after spending the day with Grandma and Grandpa Moffat...
Heather is home and resting well. Her and Paul will have the home to themselves as the kiddos are staying with Grandma and Grandpa Blankinship tonight.. after spending the day with Grandma and Grandpa Moffat...
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Harvest of Gold....
Yellow gold to the dry land farmer.. was 3.00 in the 20's and 30's and still is 3.00 today.. and the bushels have not improved all that much either.. The lil combine cost new 175000.00. Truck new in 1974 15000.00. One can not make a living without using used equipment with wheat. No way. Do the math. This field will make about 30 bushel to the acre. It cost about 50 an acre to get it to the ready to cut stage. rent is cost is 1/3 of crop, and and fertilzer is about 20.00 an acre.. so in the long run, the man leasing is paying about 10.00 out of his pocket to do all this.. ain't it fun.. life can be so fun... haha.. While there taking pictures, the combine broke down, and they estimated the repairs at around 500.00 and it needs fuel, at 2.00 a gallon, hold 150 gallon... there is another 300.00. The truck was having trouble "pulling itself empty" so Ken raised the hood, and found the distributor had come loose, and now it's out of time and he needs a mechanic real bad, but the load has to get to town and the truck back, while combine repairs are made.. so they can fill it again.. there is rain in the forecast.. and you know what.. the above does not take into account the 10% markdown for rye in wheat.. so every 60 pounds they take to town, the elevator gets 6 pounds free... or they give the elevator .30 cents for every bushel they haul, so they will lose about a hundred dollars just taking this to town and dumping it.. geeze farming is fun.. haha.. enjoy the day. Click here to view the rest of the 123 photos, and then... here is a link to video Wheat1 video and Wheat2 video and Wheat3 video... You might want to download the videos before viewing them as they are a bit big... save to desktop so you can find them easily... then click to view. Enjoy the day...
Wall's cutting wheat on Kastle Place June 15, 2005 for Judge's who have it rented. The test weight was 62 to 60 pounds with 7 to 10% Dockage for rye grass and the moisture was 14+... really too wet, but the weeds are really coming on after all the lil' rain we had. The ground was really cracked open too. Ken said and I saw too where you could run your whole hand into the cracks.. it is really dry. We need rain badly. only about an inch out of all the chances last week. Cattle producers are running out of pasture, hay is in demand, with several thinking of starting to put out hay for their cattle now.. instead of November.. I took a bunch of photos and two or three videos of the machine running.. Enjoy the day...
Today's Quote...
Today's Quote
In taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy; but in passing it over, he is superior.
-Sir Francis Bacon
In taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy; but in passing it over, he is superior.
-Sir Francis Bacon
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Today's Quote
The world is a great book; he who never stirs from home, reads only a page.
-Saint Augus
-Saint Augus
Monday, June 13, 2005
A video of last nights sky....
Here is a video, bout a min and half, of last nights sky before it started to blow and rain... need to download it and save it to your desktop .. then view it. It is a big one.
later.. Stan .. Enjoy the day!
later.. Stan .. Enjoy the day!
Today's Quote
One of the oldest human needs is having someone wonder where you are when you don’t come home at night.
-Margaret Mead
-Margaret Mead
Sunday, June 12, 2005
The beauty and power of God... always at work...
In every instance in life... there seems to be only one way, one side to every story, etc... but in reality, there are many more sides, and many more ways... The bad storm was predicted for days... and then for hours on the tv.... this afternoon, and in the end, we recieved some awesome rain that was truly needed, and even in the darkest hours, the skies, heaven, provided some great great great shows... of strength, power, softness, gentleness, and wonder. The lowering at the right just past center, was like God's light shining down showing that everything was ok and would be ok.... Isn't it amazing how soft it looks.. how lite up it was... in all the darkness... I took many photos of the awesome windroll that came across and will post tomorrow, along with a short video of the wonders of the God at work... for those who live in the city... to view. We are richly blessed with wide open spaces west of our home and we get great views of things coming at us... whether we want to see it or not... haha.. have a great evening.. enjoy!
Here's another link to the album photos of Ausytn and Grandpa messing around with the camera..
Austyn came over for a bit on Saturday and his Grandpa Moffat and him messed around with the camera.. here are some pics. plus Austyn showed us how to model.. haha.. we had a great time.. enjoy the day..
From Heather.. I don't think she minds us sharing this link.. her and family clean up real good when they go to town..haha...
Here is the website for you to view the pics from brooke’s wedding http://www.myweddingprints.com/. The password is Colorado.. you will have to go through all the pics to find the ones of us there, too, and there are some really good ones of the kiddos and of Brooke with Andrew...
'It's All About Perspective'
'It's All About Perspective'
A man explains to his young grandson why people view time differently. - Bob Perks
"I'm bored!" the young child said.
"Bored? Why are you bored?" Grandpa asked.
"The day is dragging by," the child replied. "I can't believe how slow the time is moving. I want to go on vacation to the shore and that's not until August."
"Time for me is moving too fast. It seems like just yesterday your daddy was your age. Now he's grown with his own child," the old man said.
"Grandpa, how can time move slow for me and fast for you?" The old man sat up in his chair, reached into his pocket, and pulled out his pocket watch. It was a classic engraved timepiece, a gold one that would catch the fancy of any young child. "Grandpa, that's awesome!" the young boy said.
"Awesome, indeed!" he said. Then leaning toward the child he whispered, "And it's magical."
"Magical? What can it do?" the child asked.
Grandpa smiled and said, "Put things into perspective!"
"What? What’s per..spek...tuv?"
"Perspective." he said correcting him. "Look." The old man leaned closer to the child. "Watch the hands. In particular watch the second hand." The two of them sat nearly head to head watching the hand clicking off the seconds.
"What's it doing?" the child asked.
"One, two, three, four, five, six...." the old man counted. "Now, you hold it." The old man carefully placed the watch in his hand. To a child his age, it was like holding a golden toy, one of those forbidden "things he should never touch." "Tell me what you see," Grandpa said.
The child, trying as hard as he could to see the magic, the "per...spek...tuv," stopped looking in frustration. "Grandpa, I don’t see anything," he said.
"Look again, count the clicks," he urged the child.
"One, two, three, four, five...."
"Keep going," Grandpa said.
"Six, seven, eight, nine, ten..."
"Don't stop!"
"This is boring!" the young child said.
"It's moving too fast," Grandpa said.
"It's not," the child told him. "It's the same as when you counted it."
The old man sat up and smiled.
"Exactly."
The young boy looked at him for a few seconds, then back down at the watch. "I don't get it," he said.
"Because I am older, I see the hand on the watch sweeping past the numbers. Because you are young, you see them clicking slowly by. Time is how you see it, how much you value it, how long you've lived it. You see all the time in the world. I want to see all the world in the time I have left."
"But it's the same time," said the boy.
"Perpective," the grandfather said as he reached over to hug the child.
It would be a few years later, long after that moment was forgotten by the young child, that the old man passed away. Sitting at home with his parents after the funeral that day, the boy, now in his early teens, sat quietly at the dinner table.
His father walked in and placed a small box in front of him.
"What's this?" he asked.
"Grandpa told me to give this to you."
A chill washed over the young man as he sat up and held the small box.
"He said you would appreciate it. He said it was magical," his mother added.
Now fumbling nervously to open the box, he unwrapped the faded white tissue paper.
"Oh, Pop," he whispered.
"Open it up," Dad urged.
It all came rushing back to him. There on the inside cover he discovered an engraving that hadn’t been there before.
"Do you understand what it means, because I don't," said his dad.
"Per...spek...tuv," he read.
Tears that little boys shed and young men won't acknowledge slipped slowly down his cheeks.
"Come here, Dad. Sit next to me and I'll show you the magic."
Time passes, but love never dies.
A man explains to his young grandson why people view time differently. - Bob Perks
"I'm bored!" the young child said.
"Bored? Why are you bored?" Grandpa asked.
"The day is dragging by," the child replied. "I can't believe how slow the time is moving. I want to go on vacation to the shore and that's not until August."
"Time for me is moving too fast. It seems like just yesterday your daddy was your age. Now he's grown with his own child," the old man said.
"Grandpa, how can time move slow for me and fast for you?" The old man sat up in his chair, reached into his pocket, and pulled out his pocket watch. It was a classic engraved timepiece, a gold one that would catch the fancy of any young child. "Grandpa, that's awesome!" the young boy said.
"Awesome, indeed!" he said. Then leaning toward the child he whispered, "And it's magical."
"Magical? What can it do?" the child asked.
Grandpa smiled and said, "Put things into perspective!"
"What? What’s per..spek...tuv?"
"Perspective." he said correcting him. "Look." The old man leaned closer to the child. "Watch the hands. In particular watch the second hand." The two of them sat nearly head to head watching the hand clicking off the seconds.
"What's it doing?" the child asked.
"One, two, three, four, five, six...." the old man counted. "Now, you hold it." The old man carefully placed the watch in his hand. To a child his age, it was like holding a golden toy, one of those forbidden "things he should never touch." "Tell me what you see," Grandpa said.
The child, trying as hard as he could to see the magic, the "per...spek...tuv," stopped looking in frustration. "Grandpa, I don’t see anything," he said.
"Look again, count the clicks," he urged the child.
"One, two, three, four, five...."
"Keep going," Grandpa said.
"Six, seven, eight, nine, ten..."
"Don't stop!"
"This is boring!" the young child said.
"It's moving too fast," Grandpa said.
"It's not," the child told him. "It's the same as when you counted it."
The old man sat up and smiled.
"Exactly."
The young boy looked at him for a few seconds, then back down at the watch. "I don't get it," he said.
"Because I am older, I see the hand on the watch sweeping past the numbers. Because you are young, you see them clicking slowly by. Time is how you see it, how much you value it, how long you've lived it. You see all the time in the world. I want to see all the world in the time I have left."
"But it's the same time," said the boy.
"Perpective," the grandfather said as he reached over to hug the child.
It would be a few years later, long after that moment was forgotten by the young child, that the old man passed away. Sitting at home with his parents after the funeral that day, the boy, now in his early teens, sat quietly at the dinner table.
His father walked in and placed a small box in front of him.
"What's this?" he asked.
"Grandpa told me to give this to you."
A chill washed over the young man as he sat up and held the small box.
"He said you would appreciate it. He said it was magical," his mother added.
Now fumbling nervously to open the box, he unwrapped the faded white tissue paper.
"Oh, Pop," he whispered.
"Open it up," Dad urged.
It all came rushing back to him. There on the inside cover he discovered an engraving that hadn’t been there before.
"Do you understand what it means, because I don't," said his dad.
"Per...spek...tuv," he read.
Tears that little boys shed and young men won't acknowledge slipped slowly down his cheeks.
"Come here, Dad. Sit next to me and I'll show you the magic."
Time passes, but love never dies.
Today's Quote
Make the most of today. Translate your good intentions into actual deeds.
-Grenville Kleiser
-Grenville Kleiser
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Here is an added bonus.
Andrew playing with his turtle, and sister... haha... fun night... If you want to watch this short movie, you need to download it to your desktop and save it there.. then, when it's done downloading..
click on it to veiw it.. your windows media player should play it or any player that plays AVI files.. later.. stan enjoy ..
click on it to veiw it.. your windows media player should play it or any player that plays AVI files.. later.. stan enjoy ..
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
From Uncle Ivan:An Old Farmer's Advice:
* Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight
and bull-strong.
* Keep skunks and bankers and lawyers at a
distance.
* Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.
* A bumble bee is considerably faster than a
John Deere tractor.
* Words that soak into your ears are whispered...not yelled.
* Meanness don't jes' happen overnight.
* Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.
* Do not corner something that you know is meaner
than you.
* It don't take a very big person to carry a
grudge.
* You cannot unsay a cruel word.
* Every path has a few puddles.
* When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.
* The best sermons are lived, not preached.
* Most of the stuff people worry about ain't
never gonna happen anyway.
* Don't judge folks by their relatives.
* Remember that silence is sometimes the best
answer.
* Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get
older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time.
* Don't interfere with somethin' that ain't
botherin' you none.
* Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a
rain dance.
* If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.
* Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.
* The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever
have to deal with, watches
you from the mirror every mornin'.
* Always drink upstream from the herd.
* Good judgment comes from experience, and a
lotta that comes from bad judgment.
* Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot
easier than puttin' it back in.
* If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some
influence, try orderin' somebody else's dog around.
* Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply.
Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.
Austyn's Second TBall Game last evening...
Austyn gets some last minute instructions from his coach before getting off a great hit in the second rotation. I don't know how he does it, but when this coach helps his kids who bat either right or left handed, he stands "right in my way" to get a shot... SO I GUESS...haha .... i will have to move, huh??? haha.. Anyway, Austyn's second game last night. He got off to a bad start, but things got better when it was snack time!!! haha... All the kiddo's seemed to play much better Saturday Morning than they did at the end of the day on Tuesday! It was hot, etc.. some were into it some were not, some just plain enjoyed the fun, some were serious.. you can see it in the pics.. I will post the new album shorty. My wireless DSL has been down this am.. feel like a fish out of water.. haha.. Have a great day... Here is a link to the new album.. Austyn's Second Game, 168 photos...
From Ward and Melanie Shaklee, Ann's brother and sister in law in Florida, comes this really neat piece...
Memorial Day Speech
Friends,
On the Friday morning before Memorial Day last week, the Naval Station
Everett hosted a ceremony to recognize veterans and those who served and
gave their lives for this country. I was invited to attend and to sit
on the dais. I eagerly agreed to attend but declined the opportunity to
sit on the stage. On the day prior to the event, my trusty aide came in
with the particulars of the event. The main speech was to given by a
Washington state senator. Truthfully, I grimaced at the prospect of a
local politician using a Memorial Day event to give a political speech.
I was committed to attend and decided to grin and bare it if that was in
fact what was about to happen. It was a beautiful sunny Pacific
Northwest day. Many veterans in their VFW or American Legion hats and
shirts were present, including a number of WWII vets. I was glad I had
come and looked forward to meeting as many of the veterans as possible.
The event kicked off and my colleague, Rear Admiral Len Hering,
introduced the guest speaker, State Senator Paul Chen. I settled back
for what I hoped would be, at minimum, a speech that recognized the
tremendous efforts of the many veterans in attendance---but braced for
the worst.
State Senator Paul Chen was introduced as a first generation immigrant
from Korea, professor at the University of Washington, state senator.
The Senator walked slowly to the podium and without notes told the
following story (I paraphrase):
I was born in Korea in 1935. My father immediately abandoned my mother
and me. My mother died when I was four years old. I became a street
orphan, begging for food for the next 11 years, living without a home or
family of any kind. In 1950 the American army arrived in Korea and I
saw long convoys of American trucks and vehicles on the road. I quickly
learned to hold my hands out when they passed and oftentimes the
American soldiers would hand me food, especially candy. One day, an
American convoy had stopped to cross a platoon bridge across a river. I
held out my hand to some soldiers and one of them reach down to me.
Instead of putting candy in my hands, he
pulled me up into the truck with him and he smiled at me. I don't know
why. I must of looked pitiful. I was 15 years old and had never had a
bath in my life.
This soldier took me to be a house boy for a group of American army
officers. He fed me, bathed me, and gave me shelter for the first time
since I was 4 years old. I loved being a house boy to these American
officers. They were kind to me. But, I missed my mother. One evening
after work I went off a ways from the officer's house to look at the
sky.
When I missed my mother, I counted the stars. When I was lonely, I
counted the stars. My whole life, when I was hungry, I counted the
stars. This particular evening, I counted the stars and cried. When I
looked up, I saw one of the American officers standing over me. He took
me in his arms and hugged me. He told me that he would take care of me
and he and his wife would adopt me and bring me to America. His name
was Lieutenant Colonel Paul, an Army dentist. My new father advised me
to keep my Korean sir name, Chen. But I decided to make my first name,
Paul---in honor of my American father. That is why, today, I am Paul
Chen.
Unfortunately, the adoption took two years to be approved. Finally I
was able to join my new American family. I flew to the States and
landed in San Francisco where I was to spend several days before my new
family could officially adopt me. I walked around San Francisco in
utter disbelief by it's beautiful. I got hungry and entered a
restaurant, but could not read the English on the menu. Embarrassed, I
fled before the waitress could take my order. I did this many times.
Finally, I entered a restaurant and sat near an American couple's table.
I listened to what they ordered. The
couple said they wanted a snack and ordered apple pie. Later the
waitress
came to my table. She asked me what I wanted and I said, Apple Pie. I
ate the apple pie and it was good. I then went to a second restaurant
and did the same thing---Apple Pie. And then a third. Finally I got
tired of apple pie. I then again sat next to an American couple and
heard them order Ham Sandwich. So later, I ordered Ham Sandwich. The
waitress said, "white or
rye?" I said Ham Sandwich. Again she asked, "white or rye"? I didn't
know what to say, so I answered, "Apple Pie".
After joining his American family at age 18, he began in earnest to
learn the English language, by memorizing a dictionary. Later he
successfully completed a high school GED, then attended college--earning
Bachelor's, master's and PhD degrees. He became a professor at the
University of Washington. Later in life, he became a State Senator.
After telling his story, Senator Chen paused. He looked out at the 100
or so veterans in the chairs in front of him. He lowered his voice and
told them, "thank you for all that you have done for me, all that you
did for my
country, and all that you have done for people around the world." He
went
on to say that America is the greatest country in the world and that
it's military has played a key role in providing much of the world a
real hope for a better life.
Senator Chen then thanked the veterans for inviting him to speak and sat
down without any fanfare. There wasn't a dry eye in the crowd.
----------------------------------------------------------------
Sometimes it takes someone like an 18 old boy, newly arrived to the US, speaking no English, to drive home a strong message about the crucial
role our veterans have played throughout the world over the past half a century or more. I wish I had a video of Senator Chen's remarks and the
ability to show that video in every high school in this country. My hats off to all of you veterans. You have made quite a mark on the world---one Senator Chen at a time.
Sincerely,
Doug
Friends,
On the Friday morning before Memorial Day last week, the Naval Station
Everett hosted a ceremony to recognize veterans and those who served and
gave their lives for this country. I was invited to attend and to sit
on the dais. I eagerly agreed to attend but declined the opportunity to
sit on the stage. On the day prior to the event, my trusty aide came in
with the particulars of the event. The main speech was to given by a
Washington state senator. Truthfully, I grimaced at the prospect of a
local politician using a Memorial Day event to give a political speech.
I was committed to attend and decided to grin and bare it if that was in
fact what was about to happen. It was a beautiful sunny Pacific
Northwest day. Many veterans in their VFW or American Legion hats and
shirts were present, including a number of WWII vets. I was glad I had
come and looked forward to meeting as many of the veterans as possible.
The event kicked off and my colleague, Rear Admiral Len Hering,
introduced the guest speaker, State Senator Paul Chen. I settled back
for what I hoped would be, at minimum, a speech that recognized the
tremendous efforts of the many veterans in attendance---but braced for
the worst.
State Senator Paul Chen was introduced as a first generation immigrant
from Korea, professor at the University of Washington, state senator.
The Senator walked slowly to the podium and without notes told the
following story (I paraphrase):
I was born in Korea in 1935. My father immediately abandoned my mother
and me. My mother died when I was four years old. I became a street
orphan, begging for food for the next 11 years, living without a home or
family of any kind. In 1950 the American army arrived in Korea and I
saw long convoys of American trucks and vehicles on the road. I quickly
learned to hold my hands out when they passed and oftentimes the
American soldiers would hand me food, especially candy. One day, an
American convoy had stopped to cross a platoon bridge across a river. I
held out my hand to some soldiers and one of them reach down to me.
Instead of putting candy in my hands, he
pulled me up into the truck with him and he smiled at me. I don't know
why. I must of looked pitiful. I was 15 years old and had never had a
bath in my life.
This soldier took me to be a house boy for a group of American army
officers. He fed me, bathed me, and gave me shelter for the first time
since I was 4 years old. I loved being a house boy to these American
officers. They were kind to me. But, I missed my mother. One evening
after work I went off a ways from the officer's house to look at the
sky.
When I missed my mother, I counted the stars. When I was lonely, I
counted the stars. My whole life, when I was hungry, I counted the
stars. This particular evening, I counted the stars and cried. When I
looked up, I saw one of the American officers standing over me. He took
me in his arms and hugged me. He told me that he would take care of me
and he and his wife would adopt me and bring me to America. His name
was Lieutenant Colonel Paul, an Army dentist. My new father advised me
to keep my Korean sir name, Chen. But I decided to make my first name,
Paul---in honor of my American father. That is why, today, I am Paul
Chen.
Unfortunately, the adoption took two years to be approved. Finally I
was able to join my new American family. I flew to the States and
landed in San Francisco where I was to spend several days before my new
family could officially adopt me. I walked around San Francisco in
utter disbelief by it's beautiful. I got hungry and entered a
restaurant, but could not read the English on the menu. Embarrassed, I
fled before the waitress could take my order. I did this many times.
Finally, I entered a restaurant and sat near an American couple's table.
I listened to what they ordered. The
couple said they wanted a snack and ordered apple pie. Later the
waitress
came to my table. She asked me what I wanted and I said, Apple Pie. I
ate the apple pie and it was good. I then went to a second restaurant
and did the same thing---Apple Pie. And then a third. Finally I got
tired of apple pie. I then again sat next to an American couple and
heard them order Ham Sandwich. So later, I ordered Ham Sandwich. The
waitress said, "white or
rye?" I said Ham Sandwich. Again she asked, "white or rye"? I didn't
know what to say, so I answered, "Apple Pie".
After joining his American family at age 18, he began in earnest to
learn the English language, by memorizing a dictionary. Later he
successfully completed a high school GED, then attended college--earning
Bachelor's, master's and PhD degrees. He became a professor at the
University of Washington. Later in life, he became a State Senator.
After telling his story, Senator Chen paused. He looked out at the 100
or so veterans in the chairs in front of him. He lowered his voice and
told them, "thank you for all that you have done for me, all that you
did for my
country, and all that you have done for people around the world." He
went
on to say that America is the greatest country in the world and that
it's military has played a key role in providing much of the world a
real hope for a better life.
Senator Chen then thanked the veterans for inviting him to speak and sat
down without any fanfare. There wasn't a dry eye in the crowd.
----------------------------------------------------------------
Sometimes it takes someone like an 18 old boy, newly arrived to the US, speaking no English, to drive home a strong message about the crucial
role our veterans have played throughout the world over the past half a century or more. I wish I had a video of Senator Chen's remarks and the
ability to show that video in every high school in this country. My hats off to all of you veterans. You have made quite a mark on the world---one Senator Chen at a time.
Sincerely,
Doug
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
twas a wild past few days...
On Friday, Ann and I took Grandma Moffat to Kingfisher for the funeral of her cousin, Milton Snethen. Then on Saturday, we went to Austyn's first TBall game and then to Earl's for lunch, and Norman to Joanna and Clinton's 50th Wedding Anniversary, and then Sunday, Madison got a boo boo, and Sunday night and yesterday Kaitlyn has run a fever, has a bit of infection that could become serious but right now it is not. Wow...
Last evening Phil and I hooked up with our webcams and talked for a bit. Kind of hard but we got to see Austyn and Tammy and Phil over the net.. and Austyn saw us.
Jake has finished up his fence painting for the Shultz Ranch and is now doing the rest of the work there this week before his regular job. He is helping Grandma today, taking the Tractor back to her home and put in the shed as they are through with it building fence, so he is a very busy man.
Paul has taken off the rest of his leave from work for next three weeks or so.. to help Heather with the kiddos.. and do his farm work catch up...
Not sure what else is going on.. but I know everyone is busy.
I received a call to help bring an auction company in Stillwater into the 21st century with internet bidding at their live auctions... Wow, now that is expensive... hahaha.. so might just update them into the tech age with wireless laptops and a new system to make the auction business much easier and have lots more information available for them to use in various ways..
Got to see Uncle Ivan and Aunt Freda Sat.
They "ran off" to a bed and breakfast in Aliene, OK. last Friday. Some friends they met on a Church Tour Bus Trip... own it and they reported a truly great time by all! They were bubbling with joy about the wonderful week of celebration of their 60th Anniversary, and mentioned emails from all the family.. They truly appreciated it very much.
We think that the wheat cutters might be starting around Lahoma, so the farm wheat might not be to far behind them at Mike's.
Tonight, Austyn has a ball game, his second T Ball game at 7pm in front of Frontier Eng. bldg.... we are planning on attending. I have some work to pick up from an account of mine in town, and might just have to take Ann out to eat. haha... and she needs a new booster seat for the grandson's for her car too... maybe McDonald's at wal mart for dinner huh.../??? Yeah, right!!
Jake's birthday is coming up soon... 18th of June and the little puppy will be 23, I think ... wow... and my auction account has a huge sale that day between Guthrie and Merdian. lots of antiques, and a business that is liquidating everything due to retirement of the owner. I will need to take pics that day too.
The one thing I do know! Ann enjoys being a "grandmother" more than I ever dreamed... she is always "on call" and loves it very much. She was truly the rock in raising our kiddos.. and can "mother" everything, from chickens, and other birds and animals to kiddos and grandkids with great skill.... She is simply amazing to me. Gosh, I thank God every day for her, and that she said yes years back!!
Well, actually have some work to do today.. and it is about noon, so I need to get started....
Oh, Heather and Paul and kiddos went fishing Sunday, was thinking there might be a photo or two of that later.. who knows.. and I bet Jon and Randi have a new pic of Kaitlyn to go online with??? hummmmm..... See Randi, you think I don't think of you ... just about once an hour is all...hahah...
later, have an awesome day!
Last evening Phil and I hooked up with our webcams and talked for a bit. Kind of hard but we got to see Austyn and Tammy and Phil over the net.. and Austyn saw us.
Jake has finished up his fence painting for the Shultz Ranch and is now doing the rest of the work there this week before his regular job. He is helping Grandma today, taking the Tractor back to her home and put in the shed as they are through with it building fence, so he is a very busy man.
Paul has taken off the rest of his leave from work for next three weeks or so.. to help Heather with the kiddos.. and do his farm work catch up...
Not sure what else is going on.. but I know everyone is busy.
I received a call to help bring an auction company in Stillwater into the 21st century with internet bidding at their live auctions... Wow, now that is expensive... hahaha.. so might just update them into the tech age with wireless laptops and a new system to make the auction business much easier and have lots more information available for them to use in various ways..
Got to see Uncle Ivan and Aunt Freda Sat.
They "ran off" to a bed and breakfast in Aliene, OK. last Friday. Some friends they met on a Church Tour Bus Trip... own it and they reported a truly great time by all! They were bubbling with joy about the wonderful week of celebration of their 60th Anniversary, and mentioned emails from all the family.. They truly appreciated it very much.
We think that the wheat cutters might be starting around Lahoma, so the farm wheat might not be to far behind them at Mike's.
Tonight, Austyn has a ball game, his second T Ball game at 7pm in front of Frontier Eng. bldg.... we are planning on attending. I have some work to pick up from an account of mine in town, and might just have to take Ann out to eat. haha... and she needs a new booster seat for the grandson's for her car too... maybe McDonald's at wal mart for dinner huh.../??? Yeah, right!!
Jake's birthday is coming up soon... 18th of June and the little puppy will be 23, I think ... wow... and my auction account has a huge sale that day between Guthrie and Merdian. lots of antiques, and a business that is liquidating everything due to retirement of the owner. I will need to take pics that day too.
The one thing I do know! Ann enjoys being a "grandmother" more than I ever dreamed... she is always "on call" and loves it very much. She was truly the rock in raising our kiddos.. and can "mother" everything, from chickens, and other birds and animals to kiddos and grandkids with great skill.... She is simply amazing to me. Gosh, I thank God every day for her, and that she said yes years back!!
Well, actually have some work to do today.. and it is about noon, so I need to get started....
Oh, Heather and Paul and kiddos went fishing Sunday, was thinking there might be a photo or two of that later.. who knows.. and I bet Jon and Randi have a new pic of Kaitlyn to go online with??? hummmmm..... See Randi, you think I don't think of you ... just about once an hour is all...hahah...
later, have an awesome day!
A Cool Story....
Marathon Dad: Why search the world for the next big race? The 'Lone Penguin' marathon is closer to home.
By William Santoro, M.D.
I run a lot of marathons. It seems three months after finishing one; my body starts to tell my mind to find another one. So it was in June 2000 three months after running Myrtle Beach. I was online searching for a marathon when my 10-year-old daughter Alex came in and asked what I was doing. I explained the situation to her, and she said, "Dad, why do you always have to leave home to run a marathon?"
I told her there were very few marathons close to home, so I had to travel to them.
"A marathon is a 26.2 mile run, right, Dad?" she sort of asked and told me.
"Yes," I confirmed, knowing there was more to come from this future debater.
"Well, why can't you just run 26.2 miles around here?"
"Well, there is more to a marathon than 26.2 miles.”
"Like what?" she asked. She knew I preferred to run alone, so I wasn't going to go there.
"Like every couple of miles they have a water stop," I said.
"Look Dad, if you set up a course that passes the house a couple of times, I will set up a water stop," she said.
I stopped looking online because I knew it was going to take all my concentration to win this debate. "Yes, but they give you a t-shirt before you run and a medal when you finish," I told her.
"I could paint you a cool t-shirt and make you a medal," she countered.
I needed to find something she could not do. "Well they have a pasta party and all the runners meet there and talk and eat all the pasta you want," I said. I knew I was in trouble; she was on a roll.
"Yeah, well would you rather eat pasta with me or a bunch of strangers?" she asked. "And are you saying their sauce is better than Mom's?" I was losing this debate big time and I knew it. My only move was to challenge her.
"Okay, I'll set up a course, but you need to do the rest. If you agree to that, I'll run a marathon right here," I told her.
A week later Alex showed me my t-shirt. With permission from John "the Penguin" Bingham, she had a shirt with a penguin painted on the front. The caption around read, "The Lone Penguin Marathon." But Alex did not stop there. She also had a hat painted to match the t-shirt.
We picked a date and had our pasta party the night before. The sauce was the best ever served at a pre-race diner. I went to bed without the usual night before a marathon jitters. The morning of the race I got up without using an alarm and leisurely dressed. This was going to be easy, I thought. Personally knowing the race director gave me some nice perks.
I stretched and waited out at the starting line for the race director. I looked around and was thankful to see that no Kenyans had shown up. The race director arrived in her pajamas. She told me she would start the race, go back and have breakfast, then dress and be here in 45 minutes to hand me my next water bottle. The race officially started right on time at 9:36 am.
Now the thing is, this was so easy I forgot that it was still a marathon and I still had to run 26.2 miles. Never take any marathon lightly. I had passed the water stop three times when around mile 16 I remembered why most marathons start early. It was 11:30 am in late June and getting hot. By mile 19 I was doing the death march, and the water stop at mile 20 was now an aid station. Stick a fork in me; I was cooked.
I sat with the race director at our kitchen table after my first DNF (did not finish). Clearly I was depressed. Alex asked me what went wrong. I told her I was dehydrated. Then she asked, "So why are you so upset?" I told her it was the first time I could not finish a marathon, and it was her marathon that I could not finish. Then she said something that only an innocent child could think of. She said, "Well let's just have a do-over."
"A do-over?" I asked.
"Sure," she said, "We do it all the time in school. We'll do it next week, when it's not so hot." And as simple as that she solved the problem and walked out.
A week later, after another great pasta party and a good night’s sleep, I got up at 6:30 am. The race director met me at the starting line at 7 am, again in her pajamas. I ran and completed the do-over. Alex added a few extra features this time. She had my wife, Jill, and my son, Justin, cheering me at each lap. She had a finish tape and got Jill to take a picture of me finishing. I received my finisher’s medal, and to my surprise a week later I received an official finisher’s certificate.
After all was said and done I had one nagging question. Was my marathon record 31-1 or 31-0? Does the DNF count if the race director calls for a do-over? I asked my running friends and the consensus was… who cares?
By William Santoro, M.D.
I run a lot of marathons. It seems three months after finishing one; my body starts to tell my mind to find another one. So it was in June 2000 three months after running Myrtle Beach. I was online searching for a marathon when my 10-year-old daughter Alex came in and asked what I was doing. I explained the situation to her, and she said, "Dad, why do you always have to leave home to run a marathon?"
I told her there were very few marathons close to home, so I had to travel to them.
"A marathon is a 26.2 mile run, right, Dad?" she sort of asked and told me.
"Yes," I confirmed, knowing there was more to come from this future debater.
"Well, why can't you just run 26.2 miles around here?"
"Well, there is more to a marathon than 26.2 miles.”
"Like what?" she asked. She knew I preferred to run alone, so I wasn't going to go there.
"Like every couple of miles they have a water stop," I said.
"Look Dad, if you set up a course that passes the house a couple of times, I will set up a water stop," she said.
I stopped looking online because I knew it was going to take all my concentration to win this debate. "Yes, but they give you a t-shirt before you run and a medal when you finish," I told her.
"I could paint you a cool t-shirt and make you a medal," she countered.
I needed to find something she could not do. "Well they have a pasta party and all the runners meet there and talk and eat all the pasta you want," I said. I knew I was in trouble; she was on a roll.
"Yeah, well would you rather eat pasta with me or a bunch of strangers?" she asked. "And are you saying their sauce is better than Mom's?" I was losing this debate big time and I knew it. My only move was to challenge her.
"Okay, I'll set up a course, but you need to do the rest. If you agree to that, I'll run a marathon right here," I told her.
A week later Alex showed me my t-shirt. With permission from John "the Penguin" Bingham, she had a shirt with a penguin painted on the front. The caption around read, "The Lone Penguin Marathon." But Alex did not stop there. She also had a hat painted to match the t-shirt.
We picked a date and had our pasta party the night before. The sauce was the best ever served at a pre-race diner. I went to bed without the usual night before a marathon jitters. The morning of the race I got up without using an alarm and leisurely dressed. This was going to be easy, I thought. Personally knowing the race director gave me some nice perks.
I stretched and waited out at the starting line for the race director. I looked around and was thankful to see that no Kenyans had shown up. The race director arrived in her pajamas. She told me she would start the race, go back and have breakfast, then dress and be here in 45 minutes to hand me my next water bottle. The race officially started right on time at 9:36 am.
Now the thing is, this was so easy I forgot that it was still a marathon and I still had to run 26.2 miles. Never take any marathon lightly. I had passed the water stop three times when around mile 16 I remembered why most marathons start early. It was 11:30 am in late June and getting hot. By mile 19 I was doing the death march, and the water stop at mile 20 was now an aid station. Stick a fork in me; I was cooked.
I sat with the race director at our kitchen table after my first DNF (did not finish). Clearly I was depressed. Alex asked me what went wrong. I told her I was dehydrated. Then she asked, "So why are you so upset?" I told her it was the first time I could not finish a marathon, and it was her marathon that I could not finish. Then she said something that only an innocent child could think of. She said, "Well let's just have a do-over."
"A do-over?" I asked.
"Sure," she said, "We do it all the time in school. We'll do it next week, when it's not so hot." And as simple as that she solved the problem and walked out.
A week later, after another great pasta party and a good night’s sleep, I got up at 6:30 am. The race director met me at the starting line at 7 am, again in her pajamas. I ran and completed the do-over. Alex added a few extra features this time. She had my wife, Jill, and my son, Justin, cheering me at each lap. She had a finish tape and got Jill to take a picture of me finishing. I received my finisher’s medal, and to my surprise a week later I received an official finisher’s certificate.
After all was said and done I had one nagging question. Was my marathon record 31-1 or 31-0? Does the DNF count if the race director calls for a do-over? I asked my running friends and the consensus was… who cares?
Today's Thought....
To be content with little is hard; to be content with much is impossible.
-Marie Ebner-Eschenbach
-Marie Ebner-Eschenbach
Ummmmm gooood.... Steak Kabobs & Wild Rice with Mushrooms
Steak Kabobs & Wild Rice with Mushrooms
Ingredients:
1 lb boneless beef round tip steak, cut 1 inch thick
1/2 small red onion, cut into 3/4 inch wedges
1 small yellow summer squash, cut lengthwise in half, then crosswise into 1-inch slices
1 small red or green bell pepper, cut into 1-inch pieces
Marinade:
2 tbsp water
2 tbsp coarse-grain Dijon-style mustard
2 tbsp red wine vinegar
2 large cloves garlic, minced
2 tsp vegetable oil
1/2 tsp coarse grind black pepper
Rice:
2 tsp vegetable oil
2 cups thinly sliced mixed mushrooms such as cremini or shiitake
1 package (5.6 to 6.2 oz) wild rice blend
Instructions:
Cut beef steak into 1-1/4-inch pieces. Combine marinade ingredients. Place beef and marinade in food-safe plastic bag; turn to coat. Close bag securely and marinate in refrigerator 6 hours or as long as overnight, turning occasionally.
Heat 2 teaspoons oil large nonstick skillet over medium heat until hot. Add mushrooms; cook and stir until tender. Remove and keep warm. Meanwhile cook rice according to package directions, omitting salt and butter. When rice is done, stir in mushrooms.
Meanwhile remove beef from marinade; discard marinade. Alternately thread beef and vegetable pieces evenly onto eight 10-inch metal skewers. Place kabobs on grid over medium, ash-covered coals. Grill, uncovered, 8 to 10 minutes for medium rare to medium doneness, turning occasionally.
Serve kabobs over rice mixture.
Makes 4 servings.
Cook's Tip: One pound boneless beef top sirloin steak, cut 1 inch thick, may be substituted for beef round tip steak. Prepare as in recipe above. Decrease marinating time to 30 minutes to 2 hours.
Nutrition information per serving:350 calories; 9 g fat (2 g saturated fat; 4 g monounsaturated fat); 69 mg cholesterol; 737 mg sodium; 36 g carbohydrate; 1.7 g fiber; 31 g protein; 4.7 mg niacin; 0.5 mg vitamin B6; 2.5 mcg vitamin B12; 4.1 mg iron; 26.8 mcg selenium; 6.3 mg zinc.
Grilled Beef Steaks with Lime-Jalapeno Marinade - Oh my goodness.... lookieeee hereeee
Grilled Beef Steaks with Lime-Jalapeno Marinade
Ingredients:
4 well-trimmed boneless beef top loin (strip) or ribeye steaks, cut 1 inch thick (about 2-1/2 to 3 lbs)
Marinade :
1/2 cup red currant jelly
1/2 cup fresh lime juice
1/4 cup chopped seeded jalapeno peppers
2 tbsp chopped fresh cilantro
1 tsp salt
1 clove garlic, minced
1/4 tsp ground allspice
Instructions:
Place jelly in microwave-safe bowl. Cover and microwave on HIGH 1 minute or until jelly is just melted, stirring once. Add remaining marinade ingredients, mixing well. Place beef steaks and marinade in food-safe plastic bag; turn steaks to coat. Close bag securely and marinate in refrigerator 30 minutes.
Remove steaks from marinade; discard marinade. Place steaks on grid over medium, ash-covered coals. Grill top loin steaks, uncovered, 15 to 18 minutes (ribeye steaks 11 to 14 minutes) for medium rare to medium doneness, turning occasionally.
Makes 4 servings.
Nutrition information per serving, using top loin (strip): 497 calories; 61 g protein; 15 g carbohydrate; 20 g fat; 441 mg sodium; 162 mg cholesterol; 11.5 mg niacin; 0.9 mg vitamin B6; 4.3 mcg vitamin B12; 5.6 mg iron; 11.0 mg zinc.
Nutrition information per serving, using ribeye: 536 calories; 40 g protein; 15 g carbohydrate; 34 g fat; 399 mg sodium; 131 mg cholesterol; 6.9 mg niacin; 0.6 mg vitamin B6; 4.9 mcg vitamin B12; 4.0 mg iron; 9.7 mg zinc.
Monday, June 06, 2005
Uncle Ivan and Aunt Freda Moffat 60th Anniversary from paper.
This came in the mail today from Uncle Ivan and Aunt Freda regarding their anniversary of 60 years celebrated last weekend. I will look for one in the Oklahoman too later on when I have a bit more time. Enjoy the day! This was in the El Reno Tribune. Click on photo to enlarge.
On viewing the photos..
I am sorry that things are out of wack in the big album on dotphoto.com that holds all the albums. I guess the "driver" must have got lost, me! I am kind'a between a rock and a hard place with them. If I rename the albums, we lose all the links I have posted! Anyway, if you go scroll down the page to the Family albums link on the left side, and use it, it should open up our main big album. It holds all the albums. You should be able to see all the albums without a password or userid, if it asks you for that, then I have goofed and posted a link that does not include the userid and password. So if you try to view an album and it will not open correctly for me, please let me know asap, as many of you look, and if it does not work for one, it probably will not work for all.
Also, the albums are named alphabetically and numerically.. not sure why it has changed but I might fool around with it later, so if the links don't work in the posts, you will have to access using the main link on this page to the left. Sorry for all the confusion.
If you try to open a link and it does not, please notice the address bar on top of the page and see if it has as part of the address moffatfamilyblog in it.. to see the difference open up an album that works, and then try one that does not.. and you will see those that work have moffatfamilyblog in part of the address...
just fyi.... haha...
Have a great day. If you have problems viewing.. email stan@paynecountyline.com.
later. s
Also, the albums are named alphabetically and numerically.. not sure why it has changed but I might fool around with it later, so if the links don't work in the posts, you will have to access using the main link on this page to the left. Sorry for all the confusion.
If you try to open a link and it does not, please notice the address bar on top of the page and see if it has as part of the address moffatfamilyblog in it.. to see the difference open up an album that works, and then try one that does not.. and you will see those that work have moffatfamilyblog in part of the address...
just fyi.... haha...
Have a great day. If you have problems viewing.. email stan@paynecountyline.com.
later. s
Sunday, June 05, 2005
Storm clouds at sunset on June 4th, 2005 looking west northwest from our home on 68th Street south of Stillwater, OK.
Aftermath of storms on June 4, 2005. At the bottom, note the line of storms trying to form along the cold front. Go all the way through the photos one time, then come back and look again.. See the one storm on the cold front pulling in the clouds above it?? Wow.... It was something to behold! Mother Nature showing her awesome power!! Not sure what this is so will send a link to see if we can find out....
June 4, 2005, OKC looking nw towards skyline at about 1pm.
OKC Skyline looking Northwest off of S.E. 29th Street about a mile from downtown. It was a hot hazy day so I tried anyway...
Clinton and Joanna Wilson's 50th Wedding Anniversary Photos!
These are pictures of Joanna and Clinton Wilson and kiddos at their 50th Wedding Anniversary Saturday, June 4th, 2005 in Norman, Oklahoma.
Austyn Lee Moffat's First T Ball Game, June 4th, 2005, Stillwater
There are 169 photos of Austyn's first Tball game in Stillwater on June 4th.. click here to view them.
Saturday, June 04, 2005
Austyn Lee Moffat's First T Ball Game, June 4, 2005
The first thing we did today was to attend Austyn Lee Moffat's first T Ball Game at 10am. He did great! He is going to be a great player. In this photo he is laying into the ball looking for the sweet spot on the bat... and my goodness I think he found it!! He had fun, got treats afterwards... and Great grandmother Moffat, Marilyn, Ann, Jake, I, Tammy and Phillip were there to testify... he did GREAT!! and we are not a bit biased! Then we headed south to Norman to help family celebrate a love that has lasted more than 50 years! And i know.. most of you know me, know it was gonna be lunch time when we passed OKC, and Mk thought we should stop and eat in Bricktown... and of course, neither Ann nor Great Grandmother Moffat, nor I griped too much... haha... Earl's is goooooooooood!!
There are tons of photos from today.. including some awesome photos of the storm clouds this evening, too.. but that will be later on ... have a great evening..
Clinton and Joanna Wilson's 50th Wedding Anniversary! I can remember them saying I Do...
Just another very happy anniversary for the Clinton Wilson's of Norman, OK. Geeze, let's see... hummmmmmm 50th I think! wow. I didn't know anyone had 50th Anniversary's anymore... haha... My best to you all. There are more pics..but I wanted to get this online quick, before the day is over and in between the storms..
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Sorry for not being clearer on the our family names..
I appreciate all the email from family with this and that to share. I have been a bit lax in telling the full names of folks for you all can keep up. I will try to do better in the future. I know a lot of our family and extended family read this and I should be a bit more clearer! I will work on that.
Elinore Moffat's cousin Milton Snethen died and the funeral is at 10am Friday in Kingfisher. Mom reports he was the mover and shaker of the Snethen Reunions each summer, and he will be deeply missed. Plans are in the works for family to attend. Milton was the son of Wilford and Ruth Snethen who was a brother to my grandmother Siegrist. Grandmother Elinore Moffat has a direct line to family business via Milton's niece Janet Gough who works at Kentucky Fry Chicken.. gosh this makes me hungry.. I love fired chicken... Janet is Margorie's twin daughter. Janet's twin mom thinks lives in Colo. More later..
Any news in the family, if so please mail it to us.. or email it.. thanks.. Stan
PS. Cortney... are you still alive???
Elinore Moffat's cousin Milton Snethen died and the funeral is at 10am Friday in Kingfisher. Mom reports he was the mover and shaker of the Snethen Reunions each summer, and he will be deeply missed. Plans are in the works for family to attend. Milton was the son of Wilford and Ruth Snethen who was a brother to my grandmother Siegrist. Grandmother Elinore Moffat has a direct line to family business via Milton's niece Janet Gough who works at Kentucky Fry Chicken.. gosh this makes me hungry.. I love fired chicken... Janet is Margorie's twin daughter. Janet's twin mom thinks lives in Colo. More later..
Any news in the family, if so please mail it to us.. or email it.. thanks.. Stan
PS. Cortney... are you still alive???
Today's Quote
What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
From the El Reno Tribune.....
Ivan and Freda Moffat of El Reno will celebrate their 60th wedding anniversary on Wednesday. Ivan Moffat and Freda Heupel were married June 1, 1945, at the home of the bride’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Albert Heupel.
Moffat retired from OG&E in 1987 after 35 years of service. Freda is semi-retired from Skin Care by Tarrah. They have lived in the El Reno area all their married life.
The couple is planning a trip at a later time.
Moffat retired from OG&E in 1987 after 35 years of service. Freda is semi-retired from Skin Care by Tarrah. They have lived in the El Reno area all their married life.
The couple is planning a trip at a later time.
This past Sunday, a family celebration of 60 years of marriage...
Phillip Shane Moffat took this photograph of his Great Uncle Ivan and Great Aunt Freda celebrating their 60th Wedding Anniversay Sunday at the Cracker Barrel in Oklahoma City. I think this was on Sunday at the Cracker Barrel in OKC. (I am not sure as Ann nor I knew this was planned. Prehaps they didn't want us there, hahahahaha... JOKING FOLKS!!!) But according to Phillip, a great time by all in attendance. I am not sure of the list but from the photos.. it looks like Calvin and Agnes Siegrist, Jim and Doris Rowland, Joanna and Clinton Wilson, Phil, Tammy and Austyn Moffat, and Mom and Sis. Hope I didn't leave anyone out. I will try to get rest of the pics online this afternoon. click on photos to enlarge them.
Sister and Brother...
Phillip Shane Moffat took this photograph Sunday at the Cracker Barrel in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, of his Grandmother Elinore Mae Siegrist Moffat and his Great Uncle Calvin Leroy Siegrist, her brother.
This is a special night...
Besides Austyn's T Ball Practice, the folks at Compadre Records say Dan Rather's piece on the life of Billy Joe Shaver airs on tonight's (Wednesday's) episode of 60 Minutes II at 7 p.m. central time on CBS.
Billy Joe Shaver is still kicking, still writing and preforming and has had songs recorded by every major artist in the last 50 years or better. Texas singer/songwriters and the red dirt artist of Oklahoma look to Billy Joe kinda like a greu of songwriting... he is respected by all genre of writers too... So hopefully this will be an exceptional piece by Rather, who is from Texas as well.
Just keeping sharing information.. haha...
Billy Joe Shaver is still kicking, still writing and preforming and has had songs recorded by every major artist in the last 50 years or better. Texas singer/songwriters and the red dirt artist of Oklahoma look to Billy Joe kinda like a greu of songwriting... he is respected by all genre of writers too... So hopefully this will be an exceptional piece by Rather, who is from Texas as well.
Just keeping sharing information.. haha...
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