Today

Monday, August 11, 2008 10:28 p.m. Current mood: froggy I am an awesome mom. I may be a meanie-bo-beanie sometimes. I may yell, ground, take away, or time out. I may not be perfect, but today, I am an awesome mom. I rock enough to search all over just to spend $7 on some sort of gelled larvae to feed the six wild frogs I let my daughter bring home this weekend. I rock inasmuch as I actually squeezed out the gel/larvae into the fish tank and managed not to be sick. Today is a good day.

Riding

Saturday, June 28, 2008
10:11 p.m.

Current mood: content Category: Blogging We got up early this morning, when it was still, and cool, and quiet, to ride in the dunes at Sandy Downs. It is an incredible feeling to ride a good broke, quiet, finished, nice nice nice horse, after riding young ones. The sun was high and hot by the time we got done, but I felt so complete, so safe, right down to my soul. If I had money, I'd buy that finished horse, and feel more comfortable going places and doing things on him. What was more awesome was seeing my little red-head who seemed so lost for so long, and watching her take the lead on her big red horse, and know, and feel the trust that runs in and between them both. After the last few months, I needed this. Someone once said that the outside of a horse is good for the inside of a man. Someone was right.

Me

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

3:10 a.m. Current mood: contemplative Category: Blogging So I was cleaning the kitchen tonight, as usual, and my wandering mind was once again diverting from the beaten path. Whilst in thought, I realised that I don't know what the acutal definition of "blog" was, although I did know that my MySpace page had availability. It was about time I Googled the definintion. Web-log. This got me to thinking about obituaries. (Really sad that my thoughts wander into such territory). Anyway, I am not that hip to reading other peoples random thoughts, online anyway, (haha) I decided that since I have my own little spot in cyberspace, I might as well add my own, in case I should die, or not, and someone wastes, or spends (depending) the time reading it. As I was cleaning, I also got to thinking that I don't know a lot of my friends quirks. This is probably one of my own quirks, ahhhh the irony of it all. I just love to know weird facts about people, mainly my friends. Maybe its because I waste/spend time wondering about these things that people find me so odd. eccentric. whatever. Maybe, for the sake of reverse psychology, (says Freud), I have an innate need to know that I am not the only one who isn't normal. (As far as the def. of normal goes anyway.....) I also cannot stand starting words with "But" (see above) and I don't like the awful old wailin' (not Waylon, 'cause he's cool) country music RFDtv is playing as I type this right now. However, I don't want this blog (if you have bored yourself silly reading this far...) to be about what I don't like, but rather about what I do like. And also other idiosyncrasies that might strike my fancy at any given time. I think it's about time I put all my rambling ideas on cyber-paper as they come. Just in case anyone ever wanted to know. Or maybe so that I may not forget. Here goes: 1. Google 2.Wikipedia 3.Funky-flavored (as if we taste it) Palmolive soap, and the tiny bubbles the bottles can make on the odd occasion. 4.Absolutely love the summer smell of fresh-cut alfalfa. 5.Love when I rub my horses, how my hands smell just like them. I used to be able to tell, with my eyes closed, which horse was near me in the pen, just by the smell of their coats. 5 1/2 .Loved my chickens, still grieve for them and wonder if maybe I might get some more. 6.I love my dog Pard who is 12 now. I loved him when he was 1 day old and I picked him from a big litter. Love him and puppy-breath. 7.I love the fact my daughter told me one day when sitting in the back of the car, that Heavenly Father told her that she had to take care of a rescued kitten which had been sent our way. Stripes is 2 now and we have rescued another since then. That is an amazing feeling. So awesome to watch how responsible little kids can be when prompted by a Source much higher than ourselves, and how easily they can be moved themselves. 8. Love the fact that I can wake up with one dog on each side of me, Gordy fast asleep and still purring on my chest and Stripes under Scott's pillow. 9. Freedom, albeit the sacrifice it has cost us all. 10. My family, Scott's family, inlaws, cousins, friends, in no particular order. I am so lucky that this list is constantly growing and that its late and I am forgetting so many names. 11. I like big words. A shame Big is only three letters though.

Kelly Canyon

Scott took Macady skiing on President's Day. This was their 3rd time this season, and about Macady's 6th overall. Needless to say, I am quite proud of her. As I don't like skiing myself, I don't ever go up, but today I wanted to surprise her by coming to watch.
The weather was perfect, the feeling of being surrounded by gorgeous mountains, the sun was so warm and bright....it was a beautiful day, spent in one of my most favorite places in the world!
We topped off our day at Heise Pizza and thoroughly enjoyed spending this holiday together as a family.

Naughty Puppy

I was on the phone the other day while cleaning the front blinds, and Scott was at the kitchen table reading the paper with his back to the living room when Paisley got very, very bored. She snuck into the bathroom, stole my loofah off the hook and decided to....well you can see what she did! Maybe she wanted a bath??? I thought it fitting that the vacuum cleaner and a fast-asleep Pard are both in the picture. Paisley is an important member of our family and we love hear dearly, but some days, we just have to wonder about her!

And after all that fun, she curled up and went to sleep!

Our Beloved Brownie

They say that the hardest part of owning a horse is having to say goodbye...it's the truth. We lost our old man, Brownie last Monday, Jan. 19th. He had been leased to a loving family to help give their little boy confidence and responsibility this last summer, and as with so many other children, Brownie did his job the best way he knew how to help a little boy gain the trust and confidence he needed.
Last Sunday afternoon, we received a call that he was down and not getting up, and by that night, he was at the vets inside a heated, thickly-strawed stall. We prayed for his health and well-being, and hoped that he would feel comfortable and out of pain. By Monday, we knew that all the treatment he was getting was not working, and his heart was failing. So that evening, as the sun began to set, we made the kindest and most difficult decision we have ever had to make, and we chose to let our Brownie go home. Before he was loaded in the trailer, the children got to say goodbye to him one last time, and he told us all he was ready to go. Macady and I said a prayer with him, thanking our Heavenly Father for allowing us such precious time with him, and for all his honest service to others. Brownie was surrounded by those who loved him as he passed away, and he was taken home and buried with as much honor and dignity as we could provide for him.
Brownie was a very, very, very special horse to us, the Hunt family, and many other children whose lives he touched during his 30+ year tenure on this earth. We are so grateful for the time we spent with him, for the Hunt family who provided the utmost care during his last months and ultimately for the valor and patience Brownie showed to everyone he met.

My little one

I was surfing through blogs, and ran across a song that Macady sings to herself all the time, hoping that no-one will hear her. The first ten times she heard it on YouTube, she watched the horses run through the screen and just cried. And now every time I hear it, my eyes well up and I think of my beautiful, strong-willed, fiery red-head and think of how she gallops through life....literally and figuratively. Macady rode her first horse at 9 months old, and by age three, we bought Spirit, Wild Stallion of the Cimarron, and spent our entire Christmas morning watching it. I remember her stopping in the middle of all her present-opening and just staring at the screen for the rest of the movie. We are on our 4th DVD now, the others were so scratched from use! I remember thinking that she was as wild and free as the horses she watched and I remember vowing that her beautiful spirit would never be broken. I prayed that I would have a little girl that would love horses as much as I did........Who would have thought there would be a little one born to me that would love them even more?