Can anybody say BEHIND?

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pardtx0tx959tx1918tx2877tx3836tx4795tx5754tx6713tx7672tx8631f1fs20 I dont mean Behind like your behind (fanny), I mean the kind that is the opposite of"caught up". Cause thats what I am. BEHIND!!!!! So much stuff to do. I get so overwhelmed sometimes. So much has gone on since I posted last time, Im sorry.
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Let me recap. We had a good Thanksgiving with family and friends. Too much to eat though. If I keep baking and taste testing, Im gonna get as big as the house. Freezer is full of pies. Cant keep cookies around, the boys love them. Their favorite is the Chocolate Chip, mine is the Peanut Butter. Dip them suckers in milk and Im happy. Dallas is my baking buddy. Anything he can bake, he wants to help. When we do bake we make extra batches and they go in the freezer for later.
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The boys decorated the tree all by theirselves.
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They did an awesome job, so they have been dubbed the Christmas tree decorators from now on.
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Dakota and Daddy have both killed some deer and is now in the freezer. This is a small one that Dakota got.
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Dallas is not into hunting right now, but he loves to learn how to skin it out before it goes to the processor. We mounted the horns of Dakotas 8 pt. that he killed that the coyotes got a hold of. When gun season opens back up it is my turn to go. I have been practicing with Dakotas 243. I can barely hold it up but David got me a little tripod to prop it upon on and I got a bullseye every time. Look out deer here I come. I want a trophy rack ha!
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Dakota has gotten a few projects done in school. His Japan report is wonderful. It has a picture of David on it when he was stationed in Okinawa, and my Papa when he was in WWII.
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His Library Research Report is done and it is wonderful. Daddy is going to be so proud of it. He(we) worked really hard on it. All the family want to see it when we get it all finished and the folder decorated. There is one picture that I absolutely cannot find. It is a picture of David standing by his artillery weapon when he was in Saudi Arabia. That is the last thing to go into the folder when I find it.
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Dakota has battled a cold for two weeks now or maybe longer. One night he felt so bad he crawled up in my lap.
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As my grandmother use to say, "Now, ain’t dat sfweet?"  I wasnt about to tell him, he was breaking my legs. Ha! I loved it myself.
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This weather is driving my RA crazy. There has been some days I cant move hardly and some days are fine. The colder it gets my hands kind of give me fits.
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Of course if it wasnt for the boys helping, I could not get alot accomplished. Dallas is vacuuming his room. Bless his heart. They do their part around here.
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If its not done right the first time, they know we do it again.
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We have already had a Christmas dinner with family and had a good time. Too much to eat again. Dakota bday is Saturday and hes counting he days. I cant believe hes going to be 12. My how time flies.
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We have set out a deer feeder in our back yard along the tree line and its nothing to see deer coming up and eating.
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Dallas is still doing great in Karate. There is a competition in April. If he thinks Dallas can compete, he will enter him. If not, were gonna go watch anyway.
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Dakota was in the Parade this year with his football team 2009 Pewee Champions. All his friend had a good time throwing candy specifically at my head. ha!
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Twice now I have took Cocoa to the breeder to no avail. This time we came up with a plan. Cocoa was  suppose to have come into heat first, next. Then Tisha. Well they switched on me. Tisha came in before Cocoas next cycle. So I gave Cocoa a shot to bring her into heat and syncronize them so both would be in heat at the same time. Wholah! I took them to Waynesboro and left them for a week this time. My breeder said nature took its course and if all goes well, I should have some babies in May. If they do not come back into heat I will know they "took" and will have a blood test run to make sure so I can monitor them more carefully. And yes I will be spending the night in the barn again.
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My mother came up here and rode with us to Waynesboro and spent the day with us. She had a great time.
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How is everyone spending these cold weather. I drinking alot of hot chocolate and staying warm. I cant hardly get Dakota to drink hot chocolate, he doesnt like it. Ive been making homemade hot chocolate. I can remember when I was little, Momma would make us homemade hot chocolate and toast for breakfast before we would have to catch the school bus. It sure did help battle the cold.
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This Sunday night we have our Christmas Cantata at church. It is going to be beautiful.
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As I blog my computer room is a mess, but we have the cleanest keyboard I believe. The other night I was on the computer and broke rule number 1. No eating or drinking around the computer. I spilt Salsa all over the keyboard. I spent the next 2 hrs popping every key off the keyboard and washing them. Then I cleaned the keyboard. It was acting a little crazy for a while, I just knew I was going to have to buy a new one. But the next morning when it was dry it was working fine. Phew!
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I would love to leave you with a few thoughts for this season.
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The Candy Cane
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“J” is for Jesus the one and only son of God whose birth we celebrate at Christmas.  He came as an act of love to save us from our sins.
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The white base color of the candy cane reminds us that he was pure and completely without sin.
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The red stripes remind us of the blood He shed to save us from our sins.
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The candy is bent into a cane to remind us that Jesus is the Good Shepherd.  Turn it over and it becomes a "J" for Jesus!
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A simple piece of candy, yet it is so much more.  A reminder of our Lord and Savior.
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Here is a poem that remembers our soldiers that might not be home with their families for Christmas. I have a nephew that is still in Iraq right now and they dont know when they are coming home. Remember our troops this time of year. It is not all about "What am I gonna get" or "If I dont get the perfect gift, what are they gonna say?" Christmas is more about giving not getting.
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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
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 I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
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 My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
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 My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
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 Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
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 Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
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 The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
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 Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
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 My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
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 Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
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 In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
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 So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
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 The sound wasn’t loud, and it wasn’t too near,
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 But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear..
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 Perhaps just a cough, I didn’t quite know, Then the
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 sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
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 My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
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 And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
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 Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
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 A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
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 A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
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 Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
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 Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
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 Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
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 "What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
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 "Come in this moment, it’s freezing out here!
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 Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
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 You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
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 For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
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 Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
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 To the window that danced with a warm fire’s light
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 Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
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 I’m out here by choice. I’m here every night."
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 "It’s my duty to stand at the front of the line,
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 That separates you from the darkest of times.
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 No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
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 I’m proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
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 My Gramps died at ‘Pearl on a day in December,"
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 Then he sighed, "That’s a Christmas ‘Gram always remembers."
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 My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ‘Nam’,
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 And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
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 I’ve not seen my own son in more than a while,
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 But my wife sends me pictures, he’s sure got her smile.
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 Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
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 The red, white, and blue… an American flag.
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 I can live through the cold and the being alone,
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 Away from my family, my house and my home.
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 I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
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 I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
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 I can carry the weight of killing another,
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 Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
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 Who stand at the front against any and all,
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 To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.."
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 "  So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
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 Your family is waiting and I’ll be all right."
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 "But isn’t there something I can do, at the least,
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 "Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
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 It seems all too little for all that you’ve done,
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 For being away from your wife and your son."
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 Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
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 "Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
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 To fight for our rights back at home while we’re gone,
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 To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
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 For when we come home, either standing or dead,
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 To know you remember we fought and we bled.
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 Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
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 That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
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 PLEASE, would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many
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 people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S service men and women for our being able to celebrate these
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 festivities. Let’s try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.
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  LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN
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 30th Naval Construction Regiment
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 OIC, Logistics Cell One
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 Al Taqqadum, Iraq
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Gives you goose bumps dont it.
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Well,Ive got alot more of catching up to do, so cant play on the computer all day. Laundry is calling my name.
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About 4dfarms

I am a wife to an amazingly dedicated, devoted, and loyal husband whom God sent to me. I am a mother to two wonderful boys to whom I'd give my life for. Around here we have homeschooled, we farm, garden, hunt, fish and anything else we want to do. Although I do have Rheumatoid Arthritis. Sometimes its hard for me to keep up. If it was not for my husband and two boys, I could not do some of what I do. They really do help me alot. We work together as a team in my home. We try our best to train up our children in the fear and admonition of the Lord. Yea, they slip sometimes and correction has to be made. Thats life. I want so badly to be just like the Proverbs 31 woman. My grandmother did an awesome job of it and Id like to fill her shoes.
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