Once again......

Please make a note, this is a personal blog full of personal opinions and observations.
If you don't like it, don't read it. You needn't write me nasty grams.

Refresher course:

http://chaosmayhemandtrouble.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-heads-upsomethings-everyone-should.html

Understand that cyber harassment is punishable by law.

What was it someone tried to throw in my face over and over again:

Judge not, lest ye be judged....

Horse on the Porch

So, it is an ordinary afternoon. I am headed over to Mom's house to check on her horses. I step in the door and my phone rings. It is Caitlyn. Shiloh won't get up, not even when she offered yummies.
I rush back home and there is Shiloh, laying in the barn and no amount of Cait's sweet talk is motivating him to move. We get him and and get some meds into him. Caitlyn was great about keeping him walking while I prepped the meds. A bit of banamine and he was drinking and trying to graze.
We left him in the backyard to continue grazing and drinking while we had dinner.
Shiloh has always been a social soul, and being in the backyard has one great big perk, the big window.
As dinner ended, Shiloh came forward to check out the kids, the dinner and anything else that was interesting to him.
Could have been worse....we have had a pony live in the garage for a week.....

And how was your day?

The DemonSlayer

All hail the DemonSlayer, Saralyn! During her riding lesson, Saralyn took on and was victorious over a Fear Demon. Saralyn showed courage and grace and has now gained self confidence, strength and skills!

In her riding lesson the demon tried to scare Saralyn out of riding her mighty steed, Shiloh, through the passage between two pastures. Saralyn was nervous because of angry cow on one side and flakey mare, Bella, on the other. Saralyn showed incredible poise and grace under pressure and rode on. Shiloh behaved, too.

Upon her victorious return she was greeted with accolades by her mother and myself. James the squire brought forth kool-aid for her, to quench her mighty thirst.

Saralyn then proceeded to surprise her instructor but untacking her steed, solo.

Saralyn, today is your day. We salute you!

Soccer and Snow storms

Spring soccer season has started. My eager young players are ready to refresh their skills and expend their energies. Alas, this morning we had a small blizzard. Maybe not a full scale eastern blizzard, but it was tons of wind driven snow pouring down. Winds gusted and swirled.

How are we to start soccer in this? Luckily, this being New Mexico, the snow was gone by noon and while the wind gusted, we were able to go to practice. The kids wore hats and mittens, hoodies and parkas, but still hit the field.

My team of Under 6 boys have lost none of their skills over the winter break and showed lots of growth. They still randomly tackle each other and wrestle, but that is just fine by me!
I chased them up and down the field several times, threw balls for them to block, and tried to block their kicks to the goal. I left tired, but I am pretty sure they were just getting warmed up.

Hopefully, this freak snow is the last we will have, and we can run happily down green fields!

And how was your day?

The Error of Hypocracy

Once upon a time there was a woman who made a mistake. She put pictures on her website that contained images of someone else's child. It was an honest mistake, the thumbnails didn't show everything and it had been a while since she had looked at the photos.
She received several vehement emails on every email she had access to, demanding that the photos be removed. She removed the photos and apologized. She swore she would never post photos of the other woman's children again.
Now is where it gets interesting. This woman was recently told that pictures of her own children are on the other woman's facebook and blog, without permission, as well as picture of this woman's personal artistic creations.
Pot, meet Kettle. Your black.

Ag Expo

Another wonderful start to the Ag Expo. The kids are often excited about my work. While I sew at home, I go to four craft shows/events a year. Today was no different. They went with me to set up at the fairgrounds because there was a two hour delay. They enjoyed cinnamon rolls at the hospitality room and fidgeted until Tawna picked them up to take them to school (many many thanks).
Conner didn't have school, so he stayed with me. He started out coloring at my booth very nicely, then... da da da dummmmm. The "Tuttle-man" showed up. Steve Tuttle is a good friend of Pop-pop's who is willing to put up with anything and everything my kids dish out. Conner has a special connection with the Tuttle-man. Conner quickly made his most endearing expression and was whisked away on a day trip of driving golf carts and begging other vendors for freebies. Later he came back sporting a give away bag, back scratcher, t-shirt, numerous sticks of chalk and more popcorn than one five year old boy could eat.
Here is a picture of him at the booth before his hero came to rescue him:



Steve picked the rest up from school and dropped them off at the gate of the fairgrounds where their Fairy Grandmother (Oh-My) took them to get Sprite and peanuts.
Life is rough all over!

Lest we forget: January 28th, 1986

It was on this day, 24 years ago, that 73 seconds after lift off, the Space Shuttle Challenger exploded, killing all on board.
To this day, we mourn the loss of seven courageous and brilliant lives:
Michael Smith, Dick Scobee, Judith Resnik, Ronald McNair, Ellison Onizuka, Gregory Jarvis and Christa McAuliffe.
They were pioneers who wanted to reach for the stars......
Ronald Reagan summed it up best:
"We will never forget them, nor the last time we saw them, this morning, as they prepared for the journey and waved goodbye and 'slipped the surly bonds of earth' to 'touch the face of God'.

Godspeed, Crew of the Space Shuttle Challenger, your memory and dream are still alive.