You might be a redneck....

...If you find your husband and oldest grandchild trying to fix a bad satellite dish reception with guns and ammo!

Yep, after the Dish Network people told us we needed to cut down the two trees Dan is standing in front of, we tried everything BUT. First we rented an expensive "bucket" that lifts you way up high to trim limbs...Nope. Our son Danny sawed off lots of limbs and got a clearer view of the property, but it didn't help the reception. We found that when it rained the limbs hung down just enough to keep our TV happy, but it didn't last too long. Dan finally came up with a bang-up idea, literally. Let's just shoot the branches off! And darn if it didn't work. Dan and Daniel had way too much fun blasting buckshot and 22 shells. Yep, on one of the rainiest Saturday's since the Vernonia flood, those Jordans "Get 'ur done!" Double click on the picture to see their wet, testosterone-giddy faces.

Why do I even decorate for Halloween?

Well... because I just can't help myself, obviously! Dan's standing on our front porch with a bag full of candy in his hand. Living where we do, we never get a single Trick-or-Treater coming by. Kids get much more candy in a subdivision than driving down dark dirt roads, and walking down creepy driveways with unknown dogs or a random elk in the yard - so I can't blame them. (At least we were able to give away some of the candy at a Trunk-or-Treat our ward had Halloween night.) I've given away some of my decorations to the kids - but I still feel the irresistable need to decorate for Halloween. Some of the grandkids came down and made ghost suckers with me! That's always a good time.