Rebel Rescuer

Ranger Reb Hits the Water

Among other things, I just have to say....

Thank you large discount store, for making such shitty spray-on sunscreen.  I sprayed this stuff on till I glistened in the light like a piece of fried chicken.  SPF 30.  And this is the great job it did.

 

Yeah, so much for bargain shopping in the sunscreen aisle.  Its not funny when you're crying in the shower.

But beyond that, had a great time camping/fishing/freezing my ass off for the past three days.  Temps were in the lower 30's overnight, and there was rain and wind at all hours.  No biggie though.  Beneath the red nails and lipstick is a pretty tough chick.

But not as tough as Nicko who, for fun, chopped an entire fallen tree into fire-sized bits using nothing but an axe and her series girl-guns.  Then she used a stick to bat rocks.  That's when she wasn't shoving the boat off-shore singlehandedly, or busting stumps out from under our tent.  Now that's a tough chick!

But beyond her toughness is a truly good egg.  Apparently before we left, PG told her to take care of me.  Now, I was wondering if he meant "take care of her" as in tie a log to her leg and drop her overboard.  But Nicko thought it meant something different.  So anytime I was in the boat, she was right there with me....knowing that I can't swim and might freak if my life jacket actually had to get wet.  It didn't, but she was there, ready to haul my drowning ass out of the water.

The fishing wasn't so great, but the bald eagles were amazing.  There are two of them in this photo, but I just had my crappy little camera in the boat and couldn't zoom close enough for great pics.

 

Home Sweet Home (after the downpour and windstorm that threatened to blow home sweet home to smithereens).

 

And yours truly getting ready to climb a big rocky hill in the Truck from Hell.  Oh, and the new fuel pump worked really well, thank God.

And no, I'm not usually this dirty.

 

This is a purdy little beetle-like thing that took up residence on a water jug.  He looked like a gemstone in the sun.

 

Some seriously dense forest.  Nice views from the boat.  I'm thinking if there were Bigfoots (Bigfeet?) they would live here.

I arrived home at about 9pm last night to be greeted by the Hounds and of course, PG.  Oh, and a ton of rescue email that went unanswered while I took a very cool and careful shower (thanks again large discount crappy ass sunscreen).  And then I did what I usually do after a good, dirty camping/fishing trip.  Clean cotton everything, and air dried hair.

I can't wait for the next trip.

Independence Day, and Those Who Give It

For the young man I never met, and those who've gone with him.  And for those who defend Her still.

The Fourth of July - By Reb

Go ahead and have fun in Her arms tonight
Watch and wonder at the lights in the sky
But never forget how we came to be
Standing here, free, on the Fourth of July.

Nothing worth having ever comes easy
And She's seen her share live and die
For our lives, our freedoms, our liberties
Since long before the first Fourth of July.

Take this day to remember and celebrate too
Hold those who are dearest close by your side
But remember those in lands far away
Fighting again for our Fourth of July.

For freedom never comes cheaply it seems
It is earned most by those who have died
To make Her the best that she can be
So everyday can be the Fourth of July.

Fly your flags proudly and pray for Her now
And pray for those who defend her tonight
Those fighting now as they have for so long
In the spirit of the Fourth of July.

God rest those who have given the gift
Those who sleep in her grounds tonight
Those who rest now in the name of freedom
So that we may keep our Fourth of July.

 

Rebel Von Trapp

Today was a"poor me" kind of day.  It happens every now and then since I left my crime fighting days behind for the life of a housewife.  Its not that I'm ungrateful.  I am, truly.  But there are days when the "poor me's" just take over.  I don't know if you other girls have this or if I'm just a nutjob (shut up Nicko).  I'm kind of an emotional person and even listening to too many sad songs, or watching sad movies can send me into a tailspin.  But today, I had a dog going home, PG's never ending work stuff, and a to-do list that was insurmountable.

WaaaWaaaWaaaaaaaaaaa for me.

So I decided to take the advice of a well known, well liked person.  Someone that has spread smiles all over the world.

 

And decided to come up with my own list of favorite things.  Here it is. 

 

Clean tackle boxes and freshly mowed grasses

Fishing and camping and sitting on asses

Bad poker players and Aces full of Kings

These are a few of my favorite things.

 

Sleeping, fed houndies and clean cotton tshirts

Poetry and cigars and cute manly flirts

Vampire romances and teriyaki wings

These are a few of my favorite things.

 

Hydrangeas and bad guys rotting in jails

Underwires and handguns and red fingernails

Sawzalls and powerwashers and big diamond rings

These are a few of my favorite things.

 

When the world sucks

Nerves on a shoe string

When I'm hella mad

I simply remember my favorite things

And then I don't feeeeeeeeeel sooooooo bad.