Spring?

Spring has sprung?  Not here it sure the heck hasn't.........we're expected to get 6-7 inches of wet, heavy snow this evening into tomorrow.  Yuck.....bleck........phooey........I'm really sick of winter and ready for the comfy temps of spring and the hot summer sun tanning my shoulders.

We had a heck of good time last night riding though.  It was almost 50, a strange warm breeze rolling across the pastures.  We spent a huge amount of time trying to catch that black demon Little Bit rides.  He just refused to be caught.  LEG on the other hand.....she WANTED to be caught and WANTED to be ridden. 

 "Mom, I was NOT irritating that palomino paint.  She started it."

 "Don't look at me like that.  I can look back at you JUST THE SAME!"

I was planning on riding Sammy and LB's friend was on O'man.......so, LB decided to skip messing with her firecracker and ride my mustang instead.  SHE LOVED RIDING EVE.  She even offered to "trade" horses.  Oh no way...........but it did get me thinking.

LEG and Sundance are from the same herd.  At liberty, Sundance moves in the same floaty way LEG does...........but he's a helluva lot faster than she is.  He's coming up to us in the pasture every time we are out.  Sometimes he's the first one to the fence or gate.  He wants us to take him into the arena...........I think he's ready

It's a quiet, boring day...........the calm before the storm.

Seems like a good day to go work a mustang.............

Wish me luck!!

One of Life's Biggest Lessons

I ordered this from "SimplySaid" via my dear friend, CS.  I got it because as many know, our family has gone through some huge life changes.  At first, I really felt as if my world was ending.

In the truest sense........It was!

I wasn't prepared for it and it was terrifying.

These changes have come with great emotional cost as well as financial.  Yet, somehow....I seemed to evolve just a little with each hard hit and change.

Unfortunately, I have stalkers who just can't "let go" of something I apparently did to them.  I somehow wronged them personally.  I've mentioned this before.  I can't post pics on here without fear they'll show up somewhere else or be used against me in some manner.  Pretty sad since this is a blog for me, my family, and friends who we're no longer able to see as much any more.  I guess perhaps their ultimate goal is for me to disappear......hell, they probably wish I would take a long walk off a short pier and swallowed up by a great white shark.  I'm smart though, I stay out of the ocean!  But, if you know me.....really know me, you are vaguely aware of my intense fear of sharks.  It's why I ended up getting my education degree and not a marine biology degree.

Now, since BOTH my stalkers religiously read my blog, please pay close attention.

Neither of you mean anything to me.  However, since both of you have recently decided to make comments on the net about me, it seems only fair that I use my own blog so you are sure to see this.

Stalker #1: you can say ugly, defaming, nasty lies about me all over the net as much as you like.  You are not someone in my world and the people who I care about know who I am. They know what I look like.  They know my faults and guess what, they don't care.  You've made it abundantly clear you "think" you know who I am........you are sadly, sadly mistaken.  You follow my facebook page (well, the open pics at least) and stalk my personal blog, trolling for ammo....go ahead, it's not going to change a damn thing.  All it does is give everyone the continued understanding that you have a personal vendetta against me, though you won't admit who you are.  You've even gone so far as to admit you've never met me or had any interaction with me.  So, you hate me because of things you've "heard" on the net. You're an internet stalker and bully, nothing more.  Pssst.....do you feel some kind of power posting pics of me from 3 yrs ago?  Can't get any more current?  Perhaps if you put half as much energy into something positive as you do internet stalking me, you could do something seriously positive and productive with your life.

Stalker #2:  I know EXACTLY who you are. You read my blog, freaking out that I might say something about you or your bf.  You alienated friends accusing them of "feeding information" to me about you.  You even have someone writing letters to business acquaintances and making wild accusations about me, Mr. P, and my daughters.  You are mentally ill.  You need serious, serious help.  You religiously read this blog hoping to see me say something about you.  Today's your lucky day.........but, unlike other trolls, I'm not an idiot.  I won't say your name.  Only you will know that I am talking to you.  Hopefully this little cameo will spur you to stop visiting my blog (don't deny it)....You commented.  Sick, truly sick.  Now, go away.

Anyway.....now that I've given both my stalkers their 15 secs of my time, about those big lessons in life.......when I saw that SS design, I knew I had to have it.  I see it every day and it reminds me to look at the beautiful things I have in my life.  I have a wonderful hubby & two awesome daughters.  I have the small "herd" of horses we kept & am getting to spend amazing amounts of time with them.........something the past years have not allowed.  2008....that was the last time I really had a chance to spend time like I am now.  I have Yellow Dog and our walks.  I have the new small set of friends I've met here and enjoy getting to know them.

 

But the design means even more to me.....butterflies are close to my heart.  My real friends know why.  My mother can tell you.  Those who have ever been around me and outside can tell you.  And, my dear baby J knows..........

I've been contemplating getting another tattoo.....I was thinking about getting one of Evie and eventually I'll have Sammy on my other shoulder........but I do believe I'm going to get a tiny little butterfly........

When One Book Closes.........

another one opens,  As cliche' as it sounds, it's true.

Sometimes though,the book is more like a teen fashion magazine  At least that's how I feel about the transition from my old life to the one I am now living.  It was trite and not really worth reading.

Things are so very different now when you look at where we were a year ago.  Fear held me back; caring about others more than they cared about me was another.  I have to say, once again, I'm happier now than then.

The final step toward closing the old book completely and throwing away the magazine took place over the last week........we've gotten rid of all the horses but a handful.  I no longer care for my own horses.  I write a check and let someone else do all the work.

I've spent more time with my horses in the last 4 days than I have in nearly a year.  I've had time to spend with Eve and Sam, real time.  Eve has remembered how to lunge though she's not been on a line in nearly 18 mos.....Sam remembered his warm up routine from when I rode him in an indoor every day in 2003......Sundance has decided he wants to be gentled & is the first to meet me at the gate when I whistle. 

Super Fuzzy Mustang

Lady Evie Gray

Finished working on the lunge

I'm excited to be in this "new book".......It's about 3 years over due.

David Bowie Explains It

Changes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pl3vxEudif8

I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Where's your shame
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I'm going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Pretty soon you're gonna get a little older
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time