What I told my daughters/strong women

What I told my daughters…/strong women

When I was raising my daughters, I told them they could be anything they wanted to be.. they just had to want it bad enough… that they only thing that would stop them…….. would be themselves. 

So they have gone on and some have worked in a man’s world… One sold tools in the Northwest district…then she decided to be closer to home and works for the city as a groundskeeper because she loves the outdoors and gardens.  The other one that just past away last year… she too, worked for the city, with mostly men…  Keeping all the parks mowed, the flower beds in great shape and etc..   in a different area than her sister..  The third one has been a cook, a welder and I forgot the other thing she did.. The youngest one is working in the office of a manufacture company.  For 20+ years..  Some times these girls had to fight their way thru… but they have done a great job of being independent.  Youngest one went out and bought a house for herself and her son, 20 years ago… it was later that she married… but she is strong. And strong enough to call me on things.. if she think I am wrong.   Just the way I raised them..  

I think all women should be strong.. I admire the ones who went on and did their own thing. I have one friend who bought her own sail boat.. and she has sailed across the ocean from Seattle to Hawaii…  with just one friend with her.. and she was in her 50’s at the time.  I love it when woman can be strong enough to believe in themselves. 

I don’t think women should be like the ones in the 1940’s. Stay home and just be a housewife.. if that isn’t what makes her happy…  And she better have some interest besides the family…… because when those kids fly out of the nest…she is going to be lost.

Now days most couples work..  So they have their home life.. their work life.. and if they are smart they will have their own interest besides their husband’s interest.  If it isn’t a matter of money, then hobbies.. volunteer… there are so many groups that would love to have help.  There are dog shelters, if that is your thing.   If children are your passion.. then there is lots out there to help with.  Children advocate for the courts.  Animal shelters…  even they have foster plans where you can take an animal until they find a home for it. 

There are so many avenues.. so if your husband is a hunter, or a golfer or loves to work in his garage and that is not your thing.. then find your own thing… there is still plenty of time to be together.. and enjoy things together.. and even help out each other in the  interest of your partner.   And talking about their interest over dinner..

So if you are sitting home by yourself.. it is your fault as there is a lot out there to do… that you would love to do.. and they would love the help. 

Myself, my yard is mine.. I love being at home and working in the yard.. but I also strike out for the day for something of interest..  And when my husband comes home.. I ask about his day, where he went for the day.. (that I did not want to do).  We love talking about how our day went… So will you. 

They are not recruiting….

Hear that the President and his group are talking about removing the word transgender ..don’t know where they are removing it from.. 

Don’t know why people get their panties in a twist

Over anyone’s sexual preference… 

They just want to be like all of us, they want to have someone to love… have a job, have insurance, they even divorce like the rest of us. 

It isn’t like they are recruiting people to be like them. Or as a partner for them..  To me.. just let them be.

I know some are pretty much up in your face about treating them well..  And I can understand how they get upset when they are being put down.  But if we would all just back up… and let everyone just live their lives as they want.. What they do behind their closed doors is there business.  Just as what we do is ours.

I don’t like it when they are physical about it.. but I don’t like it when my friends, family are physical about it in front me either… That kind of thing to me, is a private matter…. I am not talking about a gentle kiss and I love you as they come or leave..  I talking about the more aggressive type.

So …What difference does it make.. gender..

Don’t care about your sex preference. Rest of you.. why do you care, they aren’t recruiting..

I’ll go hunting with you Jake, but….. and the sound of silence…..

I’ll go hunting with you Jake, but….. and the sound of silence…..

Hunting with the King these last 4 days, brings back

old memories…

See I wasn’t raised with hunting.  I lived in R.I.

And rarely there is hunting there.. and it is mostly birds.  Not saying there isn’t any deer hunting as there were..  My husband Marv use to hunt on Prudence Island..  My cousin own the farm and winery. Marv did some mechanic work for them.. so they let him hunt on their property..Down hill part was,  it was bow and arrow… So Marv learn how to shoot with bow and arrows.  Their deer were soooo much smaller than the ones in Washington and Idaho. 

My first husband didn’t hunt.. don’t know why as he was raised in Wa.  He didn’t even own a gun until his brother passed away and he got it.. It sat in our closet for years.

But when I married Marv.. he hunted all of his life in Minnesota… and Washington.  So he set out to teach me how to shoot a rifle.  I did pretty good.. hit the target anyway…  I hunted with Marv for years.  When we lived in Kelso we road hunt. As we hunted in the Weyerhaeuser area. Weyerhaeuser is a HUGE lumber/forest area.  And they allowed hunting. Lots of valleys and roads.  

Later we moved to Cle Elum, Washington…there we did a LOT of hiking.. thru the woods..  Then  we had gotten horses, so we would hunt using horses and also have a campsite.

Of all the hunting I have done, that was the best of times..  Cooking out.. camp fire and taking about where to hunt the next day.  The horse wore red blankets under their saddles, so we didn’t get shot. 

With the King, he has hunting partners and I really not into hunting anymore.  I love the meat.. but just not into it.   When his buddies can’t go hunting.. because they had to go back to work… I would go with him, over the years…I didn’t want him out in the woods by himself.. He would shoot with the gun.. and I would shoot with a camera.  Nice times.. talking.. enjoying each others company.  Usually Misty goes too…  she loves to sniff out the woods, while I take pictures .. always on a leash..  In the woods you have to be careful.. if a dog is seen chasing wild life, they don’t make it home..   Also I would take a book to read, if the King is out for a while… and now.. he doesn’t hike it anymore… he uses a 4 wheeler, like you saw in yesterdays, post.

One of the things that was eerie is the silence.  We did not see one deer, or elk..  but even more than that. While I waited for the King, I noticed no birds singing.. or talking.. or flying… just silence….. odd.

Real odd.  I use to love the sounds of the birds..

I HAVE BEEN EVER WHERE, MAN

These last few days I feel like I have been everywhere .... in the woods... in our area... the first day was up by Clark Fork...  and then the second day we were out in the Vay  area.. which is west of Clark Fork across the lake..  and then on the 3rd day it was up in Elmira....  they say a picture is worth a 1000 words.. so this out to be worth a few hundred thousand words.. well, not quite but about 30 thousand maybe.. hope you like them..  it is Fall here in Idaho and Idaho gives New England a run for its money in the color department.. 

 sharing lunch with Misty

 this old house has been herer for ever it seems.. I took pictures of it 10 years ago. it has lost
a few boards on top.. but still standing

DAY 2...

 lunch with Misty...

day 3...

 coming into civilization...

 Bud's horses.. their foals..

finally day 4.....
just at dawn

 this was a good sign... it tells there is a house beyond and children playing... so don't shoot in that direction..

 the red square is the sign that means.. no hunting, no trespassing...

 Trout creek

 heading back to civilization..

and back the rat race... 

happy 57 birthday...  PHW