Writer on a Horse
And a Dog

The world looks better from the back of a horse and the roads of life are easier with a good dog beside you.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Black Friday... the old mare isn't as good as she once was

Yep, I'll admit it.... my fighting for TV's and games are over... I'll pay the regular price before I'll stand next to a woman with a trash can mouth... smell included.

Why do some people think that four letter words will make a situation better??? or that stock boys can change anything?? or that the person next to them (me) cares that they need a smoke or that want to listen to them complain about how sorry Walmart is... don't get in the line if you don't want to do the time.

I stayed up all night... crazy right... all by myself... weird right...bought a dutch oven steamer that wasn't on sale... stood in line at Home Depot for the 59 dollar tree, down sizing tree this year... many items for other people who want small items but didn't want to leave the insane-lines for iPads and Xbox games and last item was a big bottle of All Free so I could was clothes when I got home.... oh yes... got Ronnie a TV for the bedroom but paid extra 50 dollars which got me a better TV and I didn't have to stand next to potty mouth at Walmart... yes I got in line but refused to stay there for over an hour with that woman yapping... bail money would have cost me more than 50 dollars.

Did I have fun???? well not really... why did I do it??? well it is tradition.... will I do it next year??? if I'm living, yes.

Christmas time is coming... Christmas time is coming


See I'm all primed for the season... I mean what better way to get in the spirit to celebrate Jesus' birth than to stand in line for a TV listening to a crude woman use the F work three times in every sentence???

Saturday, November 17, 2012

I think I can... I think I can

I'm only going to be working like this until Christmas... after that something is going to give... even if it's me... I miss my writing... I miss my horse... I miss my life



worked 10 hours today, had to stop and get gas... now that is depressing... stop and got supper... I would have been happier if I had been home to cook... feed dogs, took care of chickens and put two pecan pies in the oven.

making this post short and sweet... a hot bath is calling my name

Monday, November 12, 2012

Tear Jerker moments

Ronnie gave Lskelynn some money to spend when she goes to the World Competition this weekend... she folded her hand around his hand and the money and said,"Granddaddy, I can't take money from you when you take care of my horse every day."  Me and Missy cried... we talked her into taking the money... then she said, "Granddaddy, you've been worried about my spurs being so old that they might break and mess me up... I'm going to get me some new ones when I get there."
Again, that sweet baby was trying to please her Granddaddy.
We've enjoyed yesterday and tonight of looking at Saban's daddy and all I can say is WOW... we had no idea how talented Saban's bloodline was..posting a picture of Saban's daddy and Pep's too... Lake will be riding Pep because Saban had that problem after his teeth was floated ... better now but she has been practicing on Pep.

Saban's Daddy         Cat Itchi                                                                      Pep's Daddy Smart Lil Scoot



















In both bloodline Smart Little Lena

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

I love listening to books... but you still need to read them too


I've discovered I'm not nearly as mean a reader now that I'm listening to books.... if I can't get into the story or I feel their writing is lacking... I download the book from the library and listen to a few chapters... I've finished about 3/4 of the books that I've tried to read.  I think I notice the writing style too much.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Afraid of nothing... except spiders

My only grandson is a rebel... or maybe not so much a rebel just not a follower... he does thing his way, in his time, or he'll not do them at all
How many teens do you know that is scared of clowns... I mean Stephen King's "IT" replays all the time on TV and Chucky might not be a clown but he is clown like... any way all my girl grandbabies don't like clowns but when my one and only grandson went to the family retreat with church... What does he want his face painted???? a clown!
But he isn't fooling Granny... I know he just wanted to scare all the girls at the retreat.
He is sort of scary, don't you think?