Okay....I'm doing a blog or blogging.  That said, all I can think of is, "Huh?"  Now what do I do?  How do I make a page look like the other bloggers pages?  Guess I will start with a few lines pages about myself.

I am a short, senior citizen....which means I either haven't been a senior citizen for very long or I'm not very tall.  Actually, I am in my early sixties, but in two more years, I will be in my mid sixties.  I am 5'2", with eyes of blue and white hair, which I inherited from my lovely Grandmother, Nana Grace.  I was born and raised in rural Wyoming.  I now live about 35 miles from where I was born.  My life has been a full one, but I have been very blessed and am very happy.

I had two brothers, one older and one younger and they loved to make my life as difficult as they could.  They always teased and tormented me, until they usually had me crying or tattling on them.  Most of the time, I was the one who got punished, though and I'm going to try and upload a picture of my punishment.  This was not a corner, but I was not allowed to get down or speak or play.  I don't have any photos of my brothers sitting on this chair.....don't know if they every did.  Anyway, after tattling a few times and being punished, I found out ways to get even, instead.  I won't go into a lot of detail, but I will say, that after 30+ years of therapy, I know that, #1---I'm not adopted and #2---that they really do love me.

My dad and mom were ranchers, sheep ranchers, in those days and were not afraid of hard work.  They  took us with them on all the work, because there was no place else for us and they wanted us to learn the ways.  And we did.  One time, we were shearing sheep, in the Spring and we wanted to go to the Trackmeet at our school, so we did....on horseback.  It was a long day, but worth it.  We all learned to ride, as soon as we could walk.  We spent a lot of time horseback, even when we were playing.  We loved being outdoors and would invent games, like: The Lone Ranger and Cowboys and Indians; of course, I was always the bad man that they would chase, or the Indian that stole the money!  Also, my horse kicked up if I tried to make him run and the boys loved to see me try.

I'm gonna take a break, but will be back, soon!