When Rednecks Find a Cause....

Ever seen this many pick-up trucks at one place?
If you don't live round these parts, probably not.

This is what the road looks like when Rednecks find a good cause.

Know what this is?

These can be found when Rednecks find a good cause.
It shoots clay skeet far and fast into the air.

Can you believe these weren't even a fourth of the guns that we rednecks brought,
All because we found a good cause?


So... Just what do Rednecks do when we find a good cause??

We Shoot Stuff!

Men shoot stuff.


Women shoot stuff.

We shoot stuff in groups.

We shoot stuff alone.

Young people shoot stuff.
And old people shoot stuff.



Some of us shoot with really BIG GUNS.


Some of us shoot with little guns.

When Rednecks find a good cause it is always fun.
We all get along and are friendly.
We have a great time!

Speaking of our "Good Cause"...

See this adorable little boy?

His name is Lane.

Doesn't he have the sweetest face in the world EVER?

On this Day...
Our Good Cause Was Lane.

Lane is just three years old.
He has a blood disorder that requires him to have a bone marrow transplant.

Do you know how expensive a bone marrow transplant is?
I can only imagine the fear, worry & desperation his family must feel.

The least we rednecks could do was have a benefit and shoot stuff
in hopes of raising some much needed money for Lane and his family.

If anyone would like to help and join our Redneck Fundraiser.
There is a PayPal account that has been set up to accept donations for little Lane.

Anything would help!

You can go to www.PayPal.com
Click "Send Money"
and send anything you wish to donate to

FriendsOfLaneHoffpauir@gmail.com

Click "Send as Gift" and PayPal won't charge their usual fee.

Thanks!
And if you can't send some financial help.
Please keep little Lane in your prayers.

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I didn't call.... I didn't write....

But, rest assured, I am still alive.

The past week has been a blur of activity around here.

I'm working on posts about everything that I, in true bad blogger fashion, haven't had the time or energy to hop on my computer and write about.

Here is whats coming in the next 24 hours.....

• When Rednecks find a cause.
  
• I feel like I've been stabbed 5 times... Oh.. wait.. I WAS stabbed 5 times!
• What's a girl who loves to cook supposed to do??

these posts and tons of pics will be up soon
stay tuned....

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Finding Fall.

Ahhh the beautiful sights of Spring and Summer...

The trees are green.
The flowers are blooming.
Children are running through sprinklers.
There is a constant hum of lawnmowers in the distance.

And in Texas,
You sweat like a stuffed pig.
Mosquitoes are threatening to carry off your young children.
You can grill meats on the front seat of your truck.
Drought kills your vegetable plants not matter how much you water them.
My chickens lay hard-boiled eggs!

In Texas, we long for Fall.
We dream of Fall.
Fall is when we get the two weeks out of the year that we can actually turn off the Air Conditioner and open a window.

Fall usually comes this time of year.
But today?
It's gonna be 92 degrees outside!
Oh.. and did I mention the 327% humidity?

Can you say Bad Hair Day?
And a very disgruntled Dana who longs to wear a sweater someday.

and yes, this picture was taken yesterday!
*sigh*

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Where I've Been...

I know I've been a bad blogger and haven't posted in several days....
But, lookie where I was!

I may be gone another several months going through the thousands of pictures I took of the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta, Because it was so breathtakingly beautiful.
But until then.
Take a look!

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Coming out of the closet.

So, the Man-of-My-Dreams is home again.
He has been working out of state for the past two years.

One thing that I have mentioned about this man is the fact that he is just a tad bit of a clean freak.
He is a tab bit anal retentive.
He is a tad bit CRAZY when things aren't in order.

I am none of these things.
You see, I tend to get overwhelmed when facing such a huge task.
So our closet became quite the catch-all for all the odds-n-ends that found their way into our house and didn't have a home.

We had to tackle it before he could relax and enjoy himself.

He was wonderful and helped get it done in a matter of a few hours.
We found lots of things I had forgotten all about.

Toys and gifts I had bought through the years to give at birthdays and Christmas that were forgotten about.

Clothes that were too tight.
Clothes that were too big.
Shoes.
47 boxes of crayons.
Yards and yards of fabric that were supposed to become a quilt.
Enough yarn to crochet 72 afghans.
Old purses.
Old pictures.
Old vinyl records.
Then we found a basket of pictures I hadn't seen in years.

Lets take a look at some of my favorites...

Oh Man! a Nude picture of me on the internet?
Now I'll never be able to run for president.
The press always manages to dig up this kinda stuff.

Awwwwh
This my baby brother Ryan and I when I was 8yrs old.
Ryan died from a heart defect shortly after this picture was taken.
I was such a proud big sister.

Oh and check out the bumpy plaid couch....
Nice call Mom!
I remember the day I got that watch... Loved it!

This is My Big Brother Dan,
Dan died when he was hit by a car at the age of 17, I was 14.

He's holding my spoiled rotten little sister.
She looks sweet in this picture...
Don't let it fool ya!
She is evil, I tell ya... Evil!
Dan?
He's a real angel!


This is the 16 yr old me that would be so very disappointed in the 37 yr old me for living on a dirty farm surrounded by muddy boys,
NOT eating lobster in Hawaii, and living the glamorous life.

Could I have gotten my bangs any higher?
I'm just sayin...

Homecoming dance...
How did I even manage to walk straight with that mum?
I LOVED it though, sparkling lights and sharp pins included.
We won't talk about my date.

I was a 20 yr old over-stressed un-wed mother...
This kid was my first born.
He broke my tailbone after 32 hours of un-medicated labor and left me with 37 stitches in a very sensitive place!
He deserved this!

Whats up with the mushroom POOF hair?


Oh My...
This was taken at the baby shower for worker #2
when he was 389 days overdue!

Finally, My best friends wedding.
She bestowed the nickname "Paco" on worker #1 the day she first saw him...
He loves her anyway.

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Reason He's the Man-of-My-Dreams #673

The big, mean, tough-Man-of-My-Dreams called me today.

He is finishing his out-of-state job tomorrow and coming back home.

The big, mean, tough-guy who doesn't want any more "@#*!^ animals" asked me to bring the big dog crate with me when I come to help him move back home.

It seems that he and all the other big, mean, tough-guys at the construction site have been adopted by a stray dog.

She wandered into the plant one day full of mange, and covered in fleas and ear mites and decided to stay.

Several months and $700 dollars later, she has been spayed, immunized, treated for mange, and is bug free.

She is "Super-Smart" he says.
She needs a "Good Home" he says.
She is a "Really Good Dog" he says.

....interesting, because these are the EXACT same arguments I would have used on him!

Reason #673 he's the Man-of-My-Dreams?
He's a big softy underneath the rough-n-tough shell.

Don't tell anyone though...
It might ruin his rep!

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