Is your life a candle? Or a torch? You choose!

"This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.

I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community and that as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can. I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake. Life is no "brief candle" to me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations."

-George Bernard Shaw

I dare you! I dare me!!

Office makeover, before!!

This is our office space BEFORE we rehabed it for two clothing store owners to share!

Next, post will be our AFTER!!

The wind blew in a lovely rain shower!!

Wind, wind go away, don't come back any other day!

So I can go for a little walk and stumble upon this unoccupied little cottage and take a really big NAP!

The reason we live here!

Stolen from my sisters blog! Breathtaking Wyoming! Thanks, Mindy! See her blog at http://boheemyannelife.blogspot.com/

Somethings in life are Free!!

Found on the lane and given the love from Sammie to Mom!

Horns of Hope!!

Extreme horn makeover! See last post for the horns of hopelessness and now! Wha~la, a spray can of glossy white and they become the horns of hope! Take that!

Horns of Hopelessness

These are the horns of hopelessness. They didn't start out that way, but once my sister got involved in my steer head aquisition, they became the horns of hopelessness. It all started with an  innocent radio program, where people can call in and sell things. I heard the advertisement for these horns and looked up the number at Mindy's house. I was given directions and upon realizing where I was headed, insisted said sister accompany me, all the while being intentionally vague about destination. She knows it's not going to be good when we pull behind, low rent hotel and realize people are living in these rooms long term. I, on the otherhand "know" that the best stuff comes from the least likely source, jump right out and knock on door #183.

The seller is there,ready and eager to show me steer head, but when he opens the back of his SUV, it is empty. Not to be deterred he toddles over to another vehicle, no horns. But he'll find 'em and he'll call me. At this point, I know Mindy is filing every detail of my adventure to spin into one huge tale! Off we go, and of course, because I knew he would, the seller calls me and has found disappearing steer head! One more time, to the low rent hotel, back in the alley and the steer head is mine. From this day forward to be known as the horns of hopelessness and one more huge story to add to my sisters arsenal of things that could only happen to me!!

I love living in Wyoming!!

Sign on the road 15 miles from home!!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

Happy Halloween!! Pumpkin Buns!!