Week One: dentist appointments, bought file cabinet and full bolt of denim from swappers, mending with the City Slicker, Tim took Diamond Bright to the butcher, orthodontist appointments, a looong afternoon/eve of shopping with all five girls, sewing culottes for the Cowgirl, baked bread, more shopping, more shopping (wally-world three days in a row?! plus multiple grocery stores), Tim’s nephew Matt and family stopped in for supper on their travels, Tim bought a ‘new’ car for our kids to drive, more baking, a visit from an out-of-state childhood friend, bonfire (see pics), killer migraine returned to lurkdom, and then we shipped via van our two new world travelers…
But via the camera the week looked like this:
Kittens for sale {still have one of these plus her black-haired brother, Conny!}
Encouragement from Tim while on our five-hour? shopping trip…
To pack laundry soap for my overseas travelers, I bought and emptied travel-size mouth wash bottles. Ha!
Washington says, Hello!
Facebook status reveals… Odometer reading on June 3: 290,071
Less than 10k to reach the Suburban's lifetime goal!
Remember this lovely bouquet from Bev?
Here are a few bonus photos from Bev’s phone, thanks to facebook – It was fun to reconnect with her. And I think she enjoyed her baked goodies as well as a glimpse of Peggy the calf, named as requested for Bev’s mom!


Roasting hot dogs with our Little friends…
With a stick race down the creek
and other fun adventures!
Week Two: After delays enroute to Chicago and a delayed departure from Chicago, the teens and their leaders arrived in Paris on Monday morning for a day of touring.
At home, I started a Stupid Diet {aka the Fast Metabolism Diet} and became Grumpy Mom {okay, grumpier than usual?} Commence the mind-boggling feat of cooking for the family and cooking totally different for me.
Which also meant when I baked up this cake for Emma, I did not taste a single drip or crumb of cake or frosting. Horrible. You would be grumpy too.
Abby was helping with something here, but her curtain of hair hid her beautiful face. I think we were cooking soup.
This. This was delicious on day three/phase two of the Stupid Diet. But cutting the cooked turkey bacon was the end of this cheap kitchen shears.
Unfortunately I also learned in the midst of day three that no sugar = brain fog on day three. So I went to Ames to order A Beka at a hotel meeting and to buy groceries at three stores anyway. And snacked on a Larabar which was NOT on my food map for the day. But I came home and returned to diet obedience for supper. And continued to apologize to all for being grumpy.
A bonus I should admit was getting a massage on Friday because I had to. According to the Stupid Diet, which also has exercise requirements for each phase.
Saturday the kids-at-home went to Cambridge to walk in a parade promoting our upcoming VBS and then to volunteer at the inflatables set up for the festivities. They were pretty keen on the tee-shirts given to volunteers…
I have a couple parade photos thanks to Angie and facebook…


Saturday at home meant friends stopping in for lunch on their way to a wedding. Hmmm, what to serve? I ended up grilling sandwiches panini-style, making mine with approved nitrate-free deli meat on Ezekiel bread. But that was pretty much the end of diet obedience. I had no time to even look at my food map, let alone follow it. We enjoyed our lunch with friends! And I only ate half of a tollhouse bar cookie. ahem.
Tara also brought into our house a large pan of these. Ree Drummond’s cinnamon rolls. You can see what’s happening here, can’t you?!

And pie. We had enough strawberries from our garden for a fresh berry pie so I made one. And when we served it up after supper and sang an early Happy Birthday to Christy {Tim’s niece}, I ate some! but passed on the ice cream. So there. End of Stupid Diet. Cuz I also ate my chicken fajita in a flour tortilla with cheese and sour cream. Yes, I probably have submission issues. Except my hubby did raise his eyebrows and express disapproval when I mentioned attempting a restart with week two of the Stupid Diet. So see: Obedient wife I am. {sorta? I remember Elisabeth Elliot saying it’s NOT submission when you already AGREE. So yeah.}
{insert a loud Happy Birthday to our Cowgirl!!! who celebrated on the island of Corsica}
I did wait for my migraine to recede a bit before I sampled the cinnamon rolls. Then I had to ask or the recipe of course. Pretty sure this recipe will be used sooner than might be deemed wise. Moving on…
Week Three: Both Elisabeth Elliot and my friend Jill’s father passed away on Monday, June 15. Both lived lives worth celebrating and are enjoying the glories of heaven with our Savior! Sadness mixed with much much joy and gratitude.
New mega batch of elderberry syrup with a jar to send an ailing friend.
The Cattleman’s garden looks lonely without him…
It rained enough that the Berry Patch workers stayed home on Monday… and instead the girls went to a work day at church to help prep crafts for a VBS in Kansas City.
Tuesday, Diamond Bright came home wrapped in paper packages enough to fill our deep freeze. But for supper we enjoyed good food at Hickory Park Restaurant with my folks who will spend most of the remaining summer in AZ (my mom had knee replacement surgery there).

Another wearying Wednesday with grocery shopping in Ames, and I conclude this is not a good option for my summer routine. {HyVee offers a Wellness Wednesday discount on many items I buy there, but a big errand/shopping day makes going back out for church in the evening more difficult} This must have been the day I bought the red book shelf from a swapper in Ames on the same trip. hee hee
Abby, the City Slicker and the Popper continued to work at the Berry Patch as many long mornings as possible between rainy days. Strawberry season was cut short by the abundance of rain, but the berries we did enjoy were mighty delicious. Abby & the CS also have continued to volunteer at One Heart Equestrian Therapy on Thursday eves. Tim and crew have made it to a few of the Friday night church softball games.
Met up with the honey guy to buy another gallon. Made a double batch of strawberry jam. Multiple connections with my local sources for eggs. Wish I knew how many dozens we’ve consumed in a month.
We concluded week three of June with a really busy Saturday. Kate took Mrs. M. to the airport, then shopped for wheat berries and fresh produce {among other things} on her way home. Tim & I went north for a funeral in the morning, then picked everyone up to go south for a wedding in the afternoon.
Week Four: Father’s Day! I stayed home on Sunday in midst of another incredible migraine {Should I mention I think I knocked my atlas out of whack within the week of our last chiropractor visit in May? not helpful.}
Monday was somewhat better. And a happy, exciting and crafty day! Kate continued to work on a special Father’s Day card for Tim, and Abby started making flowers with pattern tissue paper. An old book she hoped to use for craft paper was too old – the paper just crumbled.
In the evening we went to church to bring our travelers home safe and sound! Yay!
The Cattleman woke up early on Tuesday ready to return to work at the Berry Patch. The Cowgirl crawled out of her bed and back into life on the farm with sleep in her eyes – but willing to help her dad with a visit from the vet.
Belated 17th birthday party for our Cowgirl!
Another dentist check-up, made muffin mix, cleaned out the toaster {exciting I know}, much more laundry and cooking, babysitting…
Here’s a healthier picture to drool over. Not quite the same is it?
Hello. My name is Joe, and I work in a button factory..
Anyone else know that song? and wish they didn’t?
Abby’s got her craft going again! Should have taken a ‘before’ pic of the ‘wreath’ constructed of cereal box cardboard. This is up-cycling.
Just a few days to finish out the month: singing in church, baking 100 buns for a special girl’s bday party, wishing someone had time to create a photo book to use coupons and good sales. Began my ironing catch-up marathon with Alexander Scourby and Pauline epistles for company. Lunch with my good friend Jill followed by VBS snack shopping – yay! And another visit with the chiropractor closes out June.
Whew.

