Really Important Updates...I Mean It.

Just wanted to let you all know a couple of things.

1. I have a new site where I am listing my favorite all natural products. http://allnaturalcountry.blogspot.com/
2. It's going slow over at the new site, cuz, I really have no idea what I am doing, or how to go about doing whatever I am doing. Or why I'm doing it.  Are you with me?  You see, my knowledge of using the internet/computer/blogging, is very, very limited.  Anything I manage to get done, is mostly by accident.  True story.
3. I promise to keep at it until it all falls into place I have it mastered.
4. Then, I promise to keep searching and adding more really cool all natural stuff for us to try.
5. Now, this is REALLY,  REALLY, IMPORTANT:  for all of you who have emailed me about my stories which refer to Wranglers and me getting hooked up, I think I have finally managed to get them all in one place.  Just click on the Wranglers...How I Met My Husband tab at the top of my home page.
6. If none of this works, or makes any sense at all....refer to item # 2.

          Over and Out.

Baby Goats! Baby Goats!

After much anticipation....the babies have finally arrived.

Twins!

Not one set of twins.

Two sets of twins!

Both Lilly and Daisy had twins a few days ago, and they are precious.

I will let the pictures speak for themselves.

Here ya go....

Too Much Talkin'....Not Enough Lookin'

A little peek inside a conversation I had with Wranglers the other day.

Please keep in mind, this is an everyday type of  word exchange between us.  This is nothing unusual at all.

He is at home.

I am at work.

Phone call....

Him:       "Honey, do you remember when you made that bubble bread and took it over to somebodys house, when they had some sorta crisis.   Or maybe it was when that one couple had their baby.  Shoot, it don't matter what was going on, I need to know if you ever got that bundt cake pan back?"

Me:          "Yes, I got it back.  What do want my cake pan for?"

Him:        "It's my cake pan, hotpants.  I'll have you know, that I brought that pan into our marriage.  Remember, cuz you didn't even know how to cook, let alone bake."

Me:          "Ya. Ya.  Whatever. It is in the cabinet where I always keep it.  Now, why did you say you        need that pan?"

Him:        "Now listen here little missy, you're gettin' in my business, and I am tryin' to do something
nice for ya.  And yes, I have torn that cabinet apart lookin', and...it ain't there.  I even took  all that stuff out, and put back in all nice and neat.  Really....I did.  And it ain't there."

Me:           "Sorry, guess you'll have to wait till I get home, and I will find it."  (just like I always find   everything that ain't there.)
 "Bye, see ya soon!"

Him:         "Honey, do you still like me?.......Cuz I really, really like you."

Me:            "Yes, honey, I still like you too.    A lot.
                  "Bye"

Him:          "Ok.  Bye."



A few minutes later, I get a text on my phone.

"Pan is now located."

I text him back...."what was the 1020 of the missing pan?"

"Where you said it was...of course."

My text....... "of course."

p.s.  He need the pan cause he was making his Nana's famous lemon cake...what a guy!

Warning...Viewer Discretion Advised

Please heed my warning folks.  What you are about to read, may make you loose your cookies, run screaming for your mommy, require therapy, or cause you to never visit my home or blog again.

Living in the country, with dogs, I have become somewhat accustomed to the occasional foreign object showing up in my yard.  You know, like a rabbit's leg, or an unlucky bird or two, or mounds of horse poop, goat poop, pig poop...any critter's poop.

In the country, there is a lot of poop.  In case you were wondering.

Just because I am becoming accustomed to it, sort of, doesn't mean I condone or promote my dogs behavior in any way, shape, or form.

But today was the mother lode of all things nasty.

Now would be a good time to click off.

Today my friends....it was....well, it was a coyote.  Or what was left of one.

There!  I said it.

So sorry to have burdened you with this, but now, I feel much better.

Thank you for letting me get that off my chest.

Lower Cholesterol And Help Circulation....Naturally!

Another great product from Wisdom Of The Ages, is Formula Bac+.

BAC+ is a Chinese herb formula, formulated by Wisdom Of The Ages in 1993.  Since then, it has helped thousands of people with cardiovascular disease, circulation issues, and many other health problems.*

Research in China has shown the herbs in BAC+ are very useful for Thrombotic Disease, Hypertension, Abdominal Distention, Liver Disease, and Lung Problems.*

Okay folks, I'm gonna be straight with you.  I am terrified of heart disease, as both my parents had triple by-bass surgery due to heart disease.  Myself and both brothers have high cholesterol.  I have just started taking the BAC+, and will report back to you after my next blood test. 

My sister-in-law has been taking this for quite some time, as she was suffering from swelling, due to poor circulation.  She is a breast cancer survivor, and as I understand it, the removal of her lymph nodes caused swelling in her arms.  She actually measured the changes in her arms, and now, takes BAC+ everyday.

Long story short.... in keeping with my resolution to get healthier this year, I am gonna give this a whirl, and will let you know how it works for me.

The BAC+ is $25.95  (1 oz.).......$39.95 (2 oz.)

If you have any questions, please e-mail me at darcieporter@hotmail.com

*Facts were taken from the book,  Cardiovascular Health In A Bottle, by Jeanne Love, RNC, CNC.

Eleven Things I Have Learned In 2011

It's only thirteen days into the new year, and I have already learned a lot!

1. Wranglers really is a redneck at heart.  He cracks me up everyday.
2. I can fall in love with a coffee pot.  Keurig, I love you.
3. The appendix is on the right, yet they remove it from an incision on the left.  Weird.
4. I can only tolerate two milligrams of morphine at any given time. 
5. Wranglers is better at cleaning house, cooking, and laundry, than I am.  Honey, you have a new job.
6. I love, love, love, being spoiled rotten.
7. I am not a hypochondriac.
8. I want to live in Hawaii.  (Actually...I knew that in 2010, 2009, 2008, 2007, 2006,....)
9. This year, I am getting dangerously close to turning 50.
10. Refer to #8.
11. After watching House Hunters International, if #8 and #10 don't work out, the Virgin Islands will do.

Never A Dull Moment...An Unexpected Detour

Well, as I have said before, there is never, ever, a dull moment around our place.  Those of you who know me, know that I am a workaholic, and that I very rarely ever miss work.

Although, I threaten to take a day off,  and threaten I am not gonna show up, and threaten to actually quit...all the time... nobody really listens.  As my two older brothers, our mom, and me, run the business, they usually don't pay one bit of attention to my threats.

Little sisters should be seen and not heard.  That is still their motto.  Whatever... you big dummies. brothers.

On Wednesday afternoon, I started having a pain around my belly button, then it just became a dull ache all over my belly.  I blamed it on that whole box of flatbread crackers I consumed at work that day.  Wranglers was sympathetic but jokingly said, "honey, you are fallin' apart.  Yesterday it was your back hurtin' all day, and today it's your belly."  Ya, ya, very funny.

While everyone slept, I spent the whole night trying to get away from the stupid pain, and vowing to never, ever, buy those crackers again.  Even thought about writing a letter to the company and telling 'em to put a warning label on the box..."Do Not Consume Whole Box At Once."

Next morning Wranglers took one look at me and said he was loading me up and taking me to town to the doctor.  I made it clear, I was not going anywhere.  So, he brought in the big gun.

My Mom.

That pain had kinda sorta moved to the lower right side of my belly.  Wranglers was worried it might be my appendix.  Hey, no worries, your appendix is on the left. 

Right??

Wrong.   Remember this people-your appendix is on the RIGHT side.

I repeat-RIGHT side.  I know this cuz Wranglers and Mom got on the computer and researched it.

Anyway... I am no match against the two of them.  So, I pulled on some leggings and one of Wrangler's t-shirts and went to town.

 Looking back, I really, really, wish I would have combed my hair and put on some make-up and deoderant, grabbed my two hundred  photo albums(that's what we do when there's a tornado), my lucky rabbit's foot,  and my Madame Alexander Doll.  She is so pretty.  Her name is Prudence. Oh...that's another story.  Sorry.

Wranglers had been on the phone with the doctor's office, and they had no openings.

Zero.

Nada.

But the receptionist knew he was serious, and she talked to the doc, who said to come on in.  He is a wonderful man who came to us from the Philippines a hundred years ago. 

After catching up on his family news, our family news, and the latest town news, he checked my tummy. 

"Does dis hurt you?  Whatbout dis?  Dis hurt ober here?  Hmmm. We send you for tests.  You have to have IB (IV), for cat scan.  You understand?  A blood test too.  You understand?   I think it's appendix, but we have to check and see first.  You understand?  It's bery, bery, hard to diagnose appendix sometimes. We can't do operation ober here.  You know that, right? You have to go to PMC, (47 miles away) for operation, if it is appendix.  But don't worry-eberythin is gonna be fine. You be fine. You understand me?"  Yes, doc I understand. 

What I really understand is I have NEVER been in the hospital, except when my daughter was born, and this whole thing is getting out of hand.  I just came to town for pain pills.  Not all this other stuff.

Turns out, it wasn't the crackers.

Tests revealed it was my appendix.  Bleh.

I WANT MY MOMMY!  Oh, wait...she was already there. 

But, hey, I got this nice new bracelet while I was waiting for the surgery team to arrive.  By this time it was around 7:00 pm.  I was praying that the team hadn't already started their cocktail hour.  Cuz by that time I know I have already had mine...at least on a normal day.  Also, while we waited, I had a great male nurse who brought me warm blankets and morphine, and he made me feel so comfortable.  Or, well...maybe it was the morphine : )

But oh...poor Wranglers.  And poor Mom.  They were so worried and exhausted, but they stayed right with me.  Even spent the night in my room. 

The surgery went really well, and because I was doing so good, they let me go home the very next day.

Whew.  Glad that it's all over.  This is day three and I am doing amazing...but, shhhh, don't tell anyone, especially my brothers, cuz, I am gonna milk this for all it's worth.

                                                                      THE END

p.s.  Remember...Appendix...on the RIGHT.

Advantage Sinus Aid-All Natural Sinus Relief

Along with the ALC I told you about in my previous post, I also use the Advantage Sinus Aid Spray.
Another awesome product from Wisdom Of The Ages.

Sinus Advantage is a all natural sinus spray containing ALC, that clears blocked nasal passages caused by colds or allergies, as well as, sinus infections.

Let me tell ya folks, I am soooo loving these products.  As I said before, I would never, ever, post about something I wouldn't use on myself or my family.

You can read more and purchase at All Natural Country