Load Baked Potato Salad
1 (5-pound0 bag baking potatoes
1 (8 oz) sour cream
1 cup mayonnaise
1/2 cup chopped onions
1/2 cup real bacon bits
1/2 cup butter, melted
1 (1oz) envelope ranch dressing mix
Preheat oven to 400
Scrub potatoes, and bake, 1 hour, or until done. Let potatoes cool, peel, and cut into chunks.
Preheat oven to 350.
In a large bowl, combine remaining ingredients. Add potatoes, and toss gently to combine. Spoon into a 13x9x2-inch baking dish. Bake 40 to 45 minutes or until hot and bubbly.

I don't use baking potatoes, I use red potatoes, boil them, then add them to the other ingredients. It's just as good as using baking potatoes. Use whatever you like.
Hope you enjoy.

Well, it has finally rained here. Was getting everything ready for milking and the heavens opened up. Thank you, Jesus. We was needing a rain. Everything had dried up for the lack of rain. Isn't God wonderful? Got through milking, started some bread in the machine. I haven't bought bread in nearly 3 wks. I have been making it myself. I have found the classic white bread recipe to be the one we all prefer. I have some chicken in the refridge so I will make some chicken salad for supper and for my lunch tomorrow. I still don't know if we will work next week or not. It doesn't look good. One good thing, is my unemployment will be good so atleast I will have a little of money. I have one more week to go before I can start using the milk from Lady. I have found a recipe for goat milk fudge. Will try it first before I pass it on.
Does any one here like Paula Deen? OMG, I just love the lady. I have had the pleasure of meeting her in person. (check out my older post). I have found one of her recipies for Load Baked Potato Salad. It is wonderful. Try it and see what kind of raves you get.

Late yesterday evening coming back from Tessa's(our daughter who turned 28) I seen a snake in the driveway. I ran over it with the car and got on up the driveway, there was another one. Tried to kill it but missed it, so I reached for my pistol to shoot it and you would have thought I was fixing to shoot Lamar the way he carried on. He made me end up missing a chance to show off my annie oakly shooting. So, today after I got off work , I went and bought some moth balls to put out. Now when you go outside, the smell of moth balls is strong. I can share my property with alot of things but I draw the line at snakes. Ain't no snake allowed anywhere here. I had dreams about snakes last night. This afternoon when I was milking, I couldn't even milk without looking for a snake. If you come up here for a visit and see, Calamity Jane doing her Annie Oakley, don't worry, I'm just snake hunting.

Today found me getting up at 5am. I went back to work today and I knew that I had to get everything milked and feed and be at work by 7. Was doing great until Lady kicked and spilled milk everywhere. Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk. I did make it to work at 6;45. We didn't have much work but I tried to make what money I could. After work, I had to go and buy feed. It is stupid how much feed has gone up. I have to go to two different feed stores here in town just to get what I need. One store doesn't care the feed that I need to feed the dairy goats, and I buy feed for the show goats and horse feed at the other store. I have tried to just buy from one but they seem like they don't want to order the feed that I need or don't want to offer the same price that the other store does. It just doesn't make sense. Today just seems like a good day for me just to vent out everything that is bothering me. Like my x, who sold some cattle Saturday, and some of them was my boys. Do you think they got their cut out of it. No, he is just an a**. If he can live with it , I know the boys can. He blames me for them not having anything to with him but I have tried to tell him, it's the way he had treating them and they don't want anything do with him. Hello, if I was treated that way, I sure wouldn't keep going back for some more. Another thing, he still gives me the devil after all these years after our divorce. He got what he wanted, now he needs to get on with his life. I moved on, so does he.
Please forgive me, it has really been one of them days. This isn't like me to feel this way, I pray that God can soften my heart and restore my faith.

This is my daughter, Emily. She is 13 and will turn 14 here soon. She moved in with her Dad last January. It has been hard for me but I know this was her decision and she knows that she can always move back. I told her when she moved in with him that she wasn't going to play me that it wasn't going to be back and forth. I think sometimes she wishes that she was still here just by the little comments that she makes. She is very active in soccer, basketball and runs cross-country. She also is very active in 4-H, where she loves showing goats. When she goes into the ring for showmanship, she will either win it or place next to it. I don't blame her for going with her Dad, heck, if I was her age and someone was throwing money at me, yeah, I would go with that parent too. I have tried to teach her that money isn't everything. But, she is a teenager.

This is Jon Brandon and his girl-friend. You have heard me talk about him from his bull riding to serving his country. Since this is Memorial Day, I have been thinking about what short time I have left with him. I have had one of those days where everytime I think of the date he leaves, I tear up. Where did the days go? Where has my little rug rat gone? Why doesn't he have time for him Momma anymore? I have set here and thought about from the time he was born, his first day at school, his first date, his first driving ticket, the day he joined, and his first bull ride. My, how time flies. It seems now, there is someone else who shares his life now. Am I jealous? Yes, but I really care for Abbye. I couldn't have picked noone better for him. I know that she cares for him and will try to her best to make sure he is happy. I know there is someone else I have to share him with other than Abbye, and that is America. I see now, I will fall behind her(America) for she is his first and major concern. Am I jealous? No, just proud. Okay, so I am jealous. Why is he doing this? Why can't it be someother person's child? I look at the pictures of the young men and ladies that are serving this country and I think, that is someone's son and daughter. Is that parent feeling the same feelings that I am? Are the scared out of their wits wondering if their child is coming home safe to them? To the parents of service men and women, you have my most regard. To have the strength to share you child for the love of this country. I want you to know, that I'm right there among you on bowed knees thanking God for people like you and your kids and praying for their safe return and for this war to be over with. Just one question for you to ponder on, why isn't the politicans kids not over there fighting?

Congratulations to my new found friend, vafriend, who had the closest answer. The flower is made from an old garden tiller. So, she is the winner of some goat milk soap. Oh, Tracey, I put you a happy in the snail mail Thursday. Hum, wonder what you got?