Kaden may have a hard time given up his sister's new pink blanket

Mom's biscuits...easiest biscuit recipe in the world!

Don't these look great? And they taste delicious especially with butter or honey dripping off them. This is my moms recipe and she had 8 kids so anything that was fast was king.
The two most important things to remember here are self-rising flour and a cast iron skillet. Can't go wrong if you have those two items. Here's the recipe:

Mix together self-rising flour and pour in milk and stir until you have the consistency you need to drop them from a spoon. Heat your oil up in the cast iron skillet. Drop your biscuit mix into the oil and then flip the biscuits over . Keep adding dough until the pan is full. Pop into the oven and there you go! How easy was that? Bake on 375 until you can tell they are done. Should slide right out of the skillet when you turn them over on a plate. Serve while hot!

Look what came truckin down the dirt road this evening....

This is a snapper and he's probably heading for my pond.  My grandfather always told me when he was a kid that they made turtle soup.  I'll pass.  And he also told me that if they latched on to you that they wouldn't let loose till it thundered.  Those kind of stories always make me smile.  Hope you smiled also!

Paint party

My sisters thought it would be a great Father's Day present for our dad to get together and paint his house and the home we grew up in. So they made plans to do it today. Weather called for rain by 1:00 but it didn't happen and the temperature rose to about 93 by the time we finished.

And we even let the men join our little party. None of us girls like getting up on that ladder to reach the high part of the house so we were thankful for the men doing that!

And what's a paint party without a little bit of fun? Here one of my sisters is painting the butt of the other sister. Or pretending to anyways.

Sistah Brenda is in good hands here. I'm holding her ladder and my great-nephew is holding me so she can feel safe knowing she is in good hands.

And my youngest sister still has a smile on her face even though it is 93 degrees outside and sweat is running down our you know what!

And my dad was in charge of the food. We all love his deep fried catfish and he made sure we had plenty of that for lunch out on the gazebo.

And somebody had made new green beans with new potatoes. And we also had new potatoes with new peas. Nothing beats the taste of produce grown right in your own garden!

And of course there were hot dogs for the kids. My dad knows how to run that grill that's for sure!

Great Nephew Blake doesn't like having his picture taken. He is such a doll.

And this one was a little chatter box. So sistah Brenda gave him a paint brush and he thought that was great!

And he liked having his picture taken.

Nothing like a porch swing and a cold drink on a hot day. Ah, the simple things in life!

My sistah talked the boys into giving her a foot rub when we took our lunch break.

Nephew Josh looking cool in his sunglasses. I painted the low part of the house and he could reach over my head to the high parts.

Don't kid yourself that catfish was wonderful!

He finally warmed up to me enough to pose for this picture. Maybe I could take him home with me since my babies are grown and gone.

My dad has a covered gazebo with picnic table and it was pretty cool eating outside in the shade.

Here's my other brother in law who also helped paint up on the ladder. I was painting down below while he was up on the ladder and I accidentally bumped the ladder while he was up on it. Don't know who was startled the most, me or him. Of course if I had knocked it down, he certainly would have been affected the most. Ha. Ha.

But after lunch we picked up our paint brushes and headed out into the heat to finish up what was left. Since the house looked so good with that new coat of paint we thought we might as well paint the shed too.

And the last thing to be painted was the front porch. At least that was in the shade!

Another fun time with my family! And the house really looked great with the new paint job! Happy Father's Day to my dad!

Working in the hay fields!

My son Kevin and my grandson Caleb have moved the tractors in and started baling the hay.

And hay bales are not those little square ones that I always helped pitch in the back of the old wagon and haul to the barn when I was a kid. They are way bigger!