Little History Lesson

This Saturday will be the 150 anniversary of the Pony Express. Did you know the Pony Express existed only 18 months and what finally brought about the inevitable demise of the Pony Express was technology in the form of the telegraph. A transcontinental telegraph line connected the East and West on October 24, 1861 making communications between these two regions almost instant. Just two days later the Pony Express ceased operations

Death and Taxes ... to me they are a synonyms

Okay everyone, two weeks from Thursday will be tax day. Show love to your accountant and get your information to them before April 14th at 5 pm. They can file your taxes and you mail a check in on the 15th. Now for anyone that has enough money to care... that is also the day you have to pay estimated taxes. So smile and remember Uncle Sam loves you.
Pat who just loves tax season and then quarterly taxes due two weeks later. Cheering and doing handstands!

Boo Whoooo sniff

My granddaugthers are laughing at me because I'm sobbing watching a movie. Wait let me blow my nose.... there that is better. If you've not seen Hachi...well I'll just warn you it's a box of tissue movie. I think the last time I cried like this was for the first Homeward Bound when Shadow fell in the pit. I'm going to make this short... got to go play with my dog.

My Butt hurts

No I didn't get bucked off, wish I had been on the horse that might have bucked... I rode the BIG horse with the terrible gait and I carried youngest granddaughter behind my saddle in a buddy saddle (she did great but was walking funny this evening) four hours of bounce bounce trot trot. Good day but sore butt, lots of sunshine, good company, good food. An excellent day.
The picture is the horse I rode. Seventeen hands tall and strong. I told everyone today I was riding a hummer. The girl is my granddaughter that rode behind me. You think she's making a fashion statement with those pink boots?

Self Image

Quote By John Maxwell

How you see yourself has a tremendous impact on your attitude. Poor self-image and poor attitudes often walk hand-in-hand. It's hard to see the world as positive if you see yourself as negative.

Negative is a word I never think about or say. If you don't know me let me paint you a word picture. I treat others like I would like to be treated, I do kindness with an open heart, I love deep and true and as a friend my loyalty is sealed and not even death will break that seal.

Now... I'm not all sweetness and love. Hurt my friends or family and I can be an avenging angel not so much with violent actions but my husband says my tongue is deadly. I've had people say my tongue is sharper than a sword and to the point (they never have to guess at what I mean)

I demand respect from the world and everything in it... some see that as mean spirited. All I can say is that I hug much more than I strike out, but when I growl people listen.

Trail Ride on Saturday

All four grandbabies, my son, daughter-in-law and me are going on a organized charity trail ride Saturday. I was going to ride Tarkra who is 3/4 Clydesdale and 1/4 quarter horse. Big Horse! But now one of my granddaughters is nervous about riding her five year old mare in such a large group. Guess who's going to take the young horse and give big old gentle as a lamb to the baby... right me. Now I ride Sandy most of the time when I ride... that is the young mare and the one in the picture of me at the creek.
Since the weather has turned warm all the mares are coming into heat and are being B's
I'm going to be fine and if Sandy acts like she should ... she will be too. I told her tonight when we fed... "it has been raining little girl and there is lots of muddy places."
Y'all do know that is the best correction exercise you can do with a horse... it's really hard for them to canter in mud.. like us running in snow. If they have an attitude, canter them in mud for about fifteen minutes, that will take the edge off that problem.

Pounding the old keys

Can you even imagine what it must have been like to type on an old manual typewriter! (before you answer and say.. Pat,don't you remember? No,they had electric typewriters when I was in school and they even had correction type... so there!)
Can you imagine how strong writer's fingers had to be to pound on those keys. Just goes to show that change is good. I love my computer with it's wireless keyboard and mouse... with it's spell check and easy margin setting and fonts and cut & paste.. I'm gushing. I promise this isn't an ad for Microsoft but I love my Windows 7 and I know it isn't a Mac but I've never owned a Mac so I don't know what I'm missing.
Today has been a really strange day. Have you ever got a word or phrase in your head and not been able to get it out. Well I've been say "I love love ... whatever" Love twice !! how elevenish
I think I have spring fever.

My thought for today, don't be afraid of change. Without change we wouldn't have chicken finger, potato chips, printers or all those little things in our life that we love love... oh my gosh... Change is good.