I know, I know I've titled one like this already. It's my 'journal' and I can do whatever I want! Including entertaining myself when writing, as you can sometimes see scattered throughout my 'entries'. So as I was going through round and about today, Blade posts that he vacationed in CO and would like to live there. In my head...I'm laughing my ass off. They get snow from hell there. The pic he provided was nice, but I've seen better. My family lives in NE, we've been to Scott's Bluff more times than I can count. There is nothing like taking the trip to visit everyone. We go through NE, which has the bluffs. They are gorgeous. Through Wyoming, been to the Dakotas too. Much better scenery I say. Not to mention, no mountains=less snow. {laughing} So I got to thinking....
And now I was thinking that I have pictures of the bluffs. Well, kind of. I actually don't. My grandfather used to paint when he could still see. I don't have pictures of those paintings. I thought surely I had taking a photograph of one of the 2 fire paintings. Let me tell you, you can't really describe them, you have to see to expirience. I am assigning Dalyna to get a GOOD photo of Grandma's fire painting. I want that one. She won't let me have it, it's her favorite. She did tell me that after she dies, we get to get one of her dishes from her china cabinet. I did tell her those things don't mean anything to me, I'd rather have her. Life goes on. AGH! I don't want to go there, I'll have nightmares about that, again! And trust me, they are nightmares. I did ask if I could have it after she goes, bad girl!, but someone already asked, don't know what she'll do about that. One thing I do know, no one will fight over her things. We aren't like that. I'm still due another painting of grandpa's but the only one I want is the fire one. I'm sure sweet pea could get me a photo of our father's fire painting (grandpa did paint it), but I'm not sure I could ask that of her. All of us girls want that one. We are sooo bad. Well not really. When I get the photo/s I will show ya'll what I mean. I think it was grandpa's mom who wrote a beautiful poem. I don't remember what it says. Dad has it mounted on wood and laquered so it won't fade or anything. Grandma might have it. She probably does actually. Have to ask for a copy. Sooo...art does run in my family.
Getting to the point, I just looked through my old photos and found 2 of the paintings my cousin, of some what removed, painted. At the AGE of 10. I kid you not. I'm gonna scan his paintings (the photos I have, they aren't great photos) and his picture. You'll see. I'm going to try to get a decent photo of the painting I have that my grandfather did. His initials spell RAG. That's ok, I'm just explaining why you'll see it at the corner.
Ok, grandpa's first! Me being too short to reach the painting where it is, the picture isn't the full painting.

Obviously at age 16, I wasn't a great photographer. You'll get the general idea though. The painting itself looks much better, the use of color in it was awesome!

There was another painting, but looking at the photo, it isn't very good. Thus, I'll show you the pic I have of Chris. We were at a family reunion in Wyoming. One of the forts from the Civil War, I think. We were on a hayride goofing around. I think sweet pea will remember the place. You can see Ed in the background, he was wearing the flowers too. They jumped off the wagon to pick them. I have a few pics of him, but this is my favorite one. He was much younger than me, but he was such fun.
  
Boy, she don't look happy does she. It's cuz she was sitting by Ed. She hates him from waaaay back. Ed and I survived a lot together and I know why he was the way he was, so I don't hold the grudge she does, and I don't blame her one bit. I chose this one because the others were out of focus. I have no pics of Dalyna from this one. I'm not sure why. Either step-bitch didn't let her go anywhere or she was hanging out elsewhere. Would you like to know why I remember this reunion so well? No, not because of the people there, we had many of those. It's because those damn people wouldn't leave my hair alone! Damn women kept coming up just to touch my hair. I am not kidding! To this day, it takes me a lot just to let someone cut my hair, and that only because I want it cut. For some reason people like to fondle my hair. UGH! So, that's that. You didn't think I would put your pic up there, didja? LMAO! Skinny little thing, she was. Girl could eat anything and not gain weight. Grr! It's ok, she hasn't been by in a while. I think I'll poke at her or something, tell her to swing by. That's what YIM is for, yes? I don't think oldest was at this one. She was out of the house by then.
Anyway...Girls I want those pictures. Have fun ya'll! (Took me an hour to put this post together. UGH!)
{psst, I just changed the quote of the day, check it out, it's hilarious!} |