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.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

I hate deer season

Just so you know I'm not against hunting but people hunting shouldn't drive on my new freshly seeded pasture and they shouldn't be so dang lazy... get out of your truck and hunt... that means do some walking.  My son-in-law always leaves his truck at the barn and walks into the woods... he in a hunter... you red-neck lazy want-to-be hunters should take notes... oh wait that would mean you would have to be able to write and READ no hunting signs.

Okay, I feel so much better now.  I was going to hunt these people down by following their tracks but Ronnie wouldn't let me... "Pat, they are hunting."  me  "Yea, I know... so"  Ronnie, "they have guns."  me "Oh, yea."

So I came home an put the lights on the tree... all ready for the grandbabies to decorate.

Oh yea, I know it was mean of me to put Bambi pictures with this blog but hey mean is my middle name.

Sunday, November 24, 2013

I know why we get fat when we get older

We don't skip everywhere we go!  Or twirl! Or run ahead so we can run back!

I was at Walmart the other day, shopping with plenty of time... hardly never happens... and I was watching the children.  Everyone of them that wasn't in the buggy seat was skipping, twirling or running.  They were burning up those calories.

So I've decided I'm going to skip instead of walk and when the mood hits me I'm going to twirl.  Running isn't a good idea at my age... oh the running isn't that bad it the falling that goes with it that is a killer.

If you don't hear from me ... come get me out of the crazy house or jail
... I just bet somebody will either think I'm crazy or high.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Ghost of Thanksgiving past

Okay, I've posted this before but every Thanksgiving holiday I read it to remind myself how quick we can forget the people in our life... yes I wrote it.... I've not even titled it ... just something that sprang from my fingers on cold November day several years ago... makes me cry every time I read it

A winkled finger touches the rose and ivy design on the china plate.  Tears fill her eyes, and she quickly closes them.  Reaching for the handkerchief she always keeps in her sweater pocket, Labecca wipes the evidence of emotion from her cheek. 
Any emotion brought questions, doctors and medicines to stop you from feeling.  Memories should be allowed to flow because they painted joy, hope and love into your life.  With them your essence is like a masterpiece painted by an artist; without them you are like a wisp of smoke waiting to leave. 
Labecca looks around her small room with beige tile on the floor, beige paint on the wall and earth tone bedspread on the bed.  No color!  She feels herself fade into the neutral texture of the room and its nothingness strangles all hope of happiness from her. 
She glances down at the only piece of china left from her life as a daughter, sister, mother and wife.  Every Thanksgiving she had set her wedding china for her family’s feast.  Afterwards she washed each piece by hand to preserve it for the next annual tradition.  But what happens to tradition when you’re the only one left?

Carefully placing the plate in the wire basket attached to her walker, Lebecca struggles to rise and starts the long walk to the dining area.  As she shuffles down the sterile hallway the sound of children laughing haunts her.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

I think my Granny is haunting me

I remember seeing her eat a bowl of turnip greens and boiled turnips and nothing else.... And I would about throw up ..... Guess what I ate for supper!  And it was so good!

I remember telling my mother that I would always eat ice cream.  Anytime. Any place.  I haven't had a bowl of ice cream in months... And there is plenty in freezer ... I'm old.  I rather have turnip greens rather than ice cream.

I think I will make some pudding... Practice for meals in the old folks home.  They eat pudding and jello every meal.

Thankful for the little things

I've always liked my cell phone but todayI'm thankful I  have one because I would never talk to my grand kids if I didn't have one... well lets reword that statement... not really talks but  text and iMessage ...sadly their granddaddy is still in the dark ages ( their words not mine) and he only talks to them when they need him to do something for them.... Like pull their horse to school so they can ride in parade.

I'm thankful for " Talking Football" because it is something Ronnie and I both enjoy watching and the news but that doesn't count.

I'm thankful for my chickens because they make me get out on mornings I want to be a hermit in a shell.  And they're so much easier than the horses to care for... Except of course when dogs come around and kill half of them.

I'm thankful I have a job where they let me work two days.. Just enough for spending money...and don't pressure me to work more.

I'm thankful I'm still able to work.

I'm thankful for a warm bed, plenty of food, and bag-lady-reject clothes (that is what my friend Sheila calls my wardrobe) I'm thankful for my health and most of all I'm thankful that I have people in my life that loves me just like I am without trying to change me.

I would not be good being anyone but me.   I'm really good at being ME!

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Got a question for y'all

My husband said I was weird because I like to watch...

1. Bones-- super sad that this is the last season-- he says it really bad acting... yea like old Bonanza programs aren't

2. Grimm-- love it, no I really love it

3. Sleepy hollow-- getting into it

4. and finally  Criminal Minds  again he said it predicable and bad acting so he watches Pawn Stars... I hate that show

So y'all decide, am I weird because I watch these shows????

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Heigh Ho Heigh Ho it's back to work we go

And it stinks... not really but super exhausted after napping every afternoon for two months

Why am I still up at 10:30 pm??  napped when I got home from work... almost missed Criminal Minds

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Ranch Sorting a butt numbing experience

Ranch Sorting is an event that pits a team of two riders on horseback against the clock. Teamwork is the key with both riders working in harmony to cut out the correct cattle and drive them to the pen while keeping the wrong numbered cattle back. 

If you're one of the riders, time flies.  If you're a spectator your butt gets numb from sitting and waiting to watch your rider.... I love it but hubby would rather be in his man cave watching ballgame.

As promised here are the pictures of event

First two Ron and Lake riding together

Ron working cows.

 Lakelynn working cows

 And when they won't work... scream at them

Remember to dance a little

                                                         And cheer for each other...

Sunday, November 3, 2013

Back From USTPA World Championship... Good News

Long days from sunrise to way past sunset but it was all good since Lakelynn brought home 4th in Senior Youth and Ron got 7th in Class 3

More important than the wins... which are great... but we spent time enjoying family, cheering, and just happy to be with each other.  Posting pictures of family first and tomorrow winner pictures.
We missed you Jaselynn!  It's tough being a grown-up and missing all the fun because you have to work.