Spring Update From [Our] Missouri

Here's what's been happening...Twins are about to graduate from high school; Allie is a summer away from beginning her last year in HS; Dad just left for San Antonio to hang with J, M, & T for a week; last weekend, Dad and I went down to Tablerock Lake for a night--great time, great car trip; this weekend, thinking we're heading back down there to chill after big weeks for us both; Dad had chemotherapy Monday and Tuesday and weathered all that without a hiccup; Baby Shayla is our of the hospital and home with Cristina and Kev after having some surgery on her little melon--she is doing quite well, according to her Momma; may be planning a tirp to Michigan for our summer trip--if we go, we will take the bikes without trailering them, which should be interesting, and we will be camping (some version of) "primatively;" Molly is publishing in an online magazine for motorcyle riders--one of the many steps she has taken toward "publishing" as a second career; part of the reason I want to head to MI this summer is to fill in some blanks on "setting" for a book I have been working on for quite a long time, too; all is well at The Ranch for now--pulling weeds, putting all varieties of poop in their proper place (mine included), fishing on the pond (Molly calls herself the "Master Caster, but she cannot yet tie a beetlespin onto her line, nor will she hook a worm--this makes me the...er...Master Baiter right?  Sorry, Children...had to...this blog is PG-13 on its BEST day); Family Trivia: Did you know that "Missouri" contains the word "Russom?"  Russom, with two i's, rearranged, spells Missouri.  I figured this out while on the deer stand one year--this might explain why I am not the most prolific deerslayer you ever knew; Jen's 40th B-day is in January, and we just might be going to Lost Wages to celebrate with her this year--fun, fun, fun, if we can make that happen; yes, my BMW K75 is running perfectly--thank you for asking; I quit chewing for a week or so about amonth ago and failed, but I am planning to quite again, for real and pretty soon, and I might need the family to hold me accountable for this--I think Ic an get it done once and for all this time.

Heck, I don't have much else right now--what else is happening out there?  Love to all...Scott

Thoughts While Shaving...

• I don't trust the United States government to deliver "unstylized" details about Bin Laden's death.
• Short celebration, then a serious rededication to efforts like the one that killed Bin Laden, without a single breath in-between.
• I have photos from parts of the weekend, which included an excellent vocal performance by The Girls at State (the audio from which I will share when I download it from the Tascam recorder), lunch with them at Stone Hill Winery, Cub getting Western riding lessons, grass and grass and more grass-cutting (AaahhhChooo!), Miss Molly running the tiller (The Till of the Hon) whilst I played--er--worked hard aboard the zero-turn mower, marking Mike's 41st (hope he and the fam have a splendid year), a 150-mile rainy and fantastic motorcycle ride beyond Steeleville to the stony riverbanks around Dillard's Mill and  "How to use a bike jacket as a picnic blanket," a facefull of great BBQ at lunch, farting into a microphone,  running an escapee Blue Tick Hound down in the rain (again!), Fun 'n Games at Wallyworld, and eating Rice Krispie Treats with mini-M&M's for dinner while watching Obama discuss Usama as if he shot the latter in the head himself.
• Want some photos? I have some more from the weekend, and will download later, but here are some from Miss Molly:

• Couple more things: 
• I love Molly.  I am thankful for her, and thankful that she loves my girls.  
• I love my girls for their grace and acceptance, among the many other things I love them for.
• I love my Dad...he had a great weekend with his friend, although the weather and murky water screwed-up the Crappie fishing for them. 
• I don't love sounding too sappy, but I love my family at-large--the older I get, the more I realize what "all this" was really about in the first place...about time?

Love to all...Scott