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

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...

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. 

Barn Fright

Here is my entry to  the 3rd annual Halloweesie Contest sponsored by Susanna Leonard Hill.  The rules of the contest are simple: write a Halloween story in 100 words or less.  It can be scary or funny, poetry or prose, but it must be appropriate for children and include the words spooky, black cat, and cackle.

Barn  Fright

 When Spooky clops through the dark barn, mice scurry in front of his hooves.  His ears twitch when chickens roosting in the rafters cluck and cackle at being disturbed.  Spooky snorts at the eerie figures the moon paints on the wall.  

 Wait! What is that? 

Yellow eyes stare from the corner.

Spooky shakes his head to show his is not afraid.  But when the eyes leap toward him, Spooky bolts from the barn.

A black cat curls up in the corner.  The barn is quiet again.

I post this every year at Halloween

Why?  Because it makes me happy to read it and wish... no not really... if my stuff was good enough they would have bought it.  Not a perfect poem but still fun.












Halloween Wish

Lizard tails and pheasant feathers

Leaping frogs and rejection letters

 

Boils, warts and scaly skin

Afflictions no medicine will ever mend

Cross their eyes and rot their teeth

Make them regret rejecting me

 

I'm SCARED

The mask companies are really making products that are... amazing !!! But scary.

How can this sweet face





















go to this




I know I wouldn't have known this was my grandson if I had not seen him put the mask on

Depiling my piles

Is Depiling a Word???
 
Here's the deal... I'm piler, yes I know there should be a clinic somewhere to help people like me.  When I clean or organize, I make piles... books, things I need to file, things I want to keep, goodwill things, season things that need to be put up until next time.... you get the picture.
Well while I was sick I started piles...one day we was going to have out of town company and "Good Grief"  what to do with these piles.  I moved all the piles to the hall closet and piled them in one big pile. 
I'm happy to say I have depiled the pile.  All is right in my world again. 

But WAIT  I've started it again.... does anyone know of a support group for pilers?
 I've started putting things up for my Christmas stuff  one picture below isn't too bad but the last one... of my gosh!!!

Christmas time is coming... Christmas time is coming.