A yoga story...

I took my second yoga class last night out of a series of six. I was feeling great on the way home from my class when my cell phone rang. Is this Mary? Yes. This is Doctor So and So. I just got the results back from your blood work you had done today and your blood sugar is extemely low. Are you feeling okay? Yeah, I just got out of my yoga class. Really?? Well I'm glad you are feeling good. You might go home and have some Halloween candy to get your blood sugar to go up. Okay, no problem there. I love candy. I never thought I would be advised by a doctor to eat it!

I stole this from my sister-in-laws blog....thanks Fish Taxi!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN !!

Plum Wore Out!

I guess all that driving back and forth from Boise to Vegas finally caught up with Mom and Dave. I can't resist a good blog photo when I see one!

Move it or lose it!

Fall is here and I've started my new routine of working out every morning in the shop which houses my eliptical machine, treadmill, and inversion table. I alternate every other day on the treadmill and eliptical but climb aboard the inversion table every morning and hang for as long as I can stand it. Call me crazy but after two weeks of this, I feel like a new person...more energy, and I think a little taller!

Kettle Corn

For the BEST Kettle Corn ever!

1/4 cup butter flavored shortening

1/2 cup unpopped popcorn

1/4 cup sugar

Melt shortening in a large pot (med to med hight temp) with three test kernals to start.

Once the three kernals pop add the rest of the popcorn and sprinkle the sugar on top. Once this gets to poppin, shake covered pot over heat until all popcorn is popped.

Try not to eat the entire batch by yourself!

Eight Point Buck!

Sunday evening Jim and I took the dogs for a walk in a field not far from our house. We let them go and they run around like wild dogs. The past couple of nights we've been flushing out deer and they usually bolt the minute we get near. But this night as you can see by the picture, this huge buck just layed there and stared back at us. It was on the other side of a barracade so the dogs couldn't get to him. Jim counted the horns and was amazed that there were eight. We both went to work the next day excited to tell what we had seen. "Wait a minute, wait a minute...you saw a what?? No, no, no! A four point buck is what you saw." Basically we were both reprimanded (or educated) that here in the west you only count one side of the rack, not both. We thought it was hilarious that we both got the exact same lecture on how to count horns on a deer. Oh well, never too old to learn!