Yes!! I've never won a sorting competition before, but I did tonight. First place, in just 43 seconds. Sorting is an addictive adrenaline rush. I think it is for the horses too. The only sad part was it wasn't on Sampson. He has a little bug up his bum and I don't feel safe riding him in my "delicate" condition.
I started out on Chester, who was mentioned a few posts ago. He didn't do anything to make me nervous. In fact, he didn't do anything. What horse will just stand there or go backwards when kicked hard and repeatedly with spurs. Chester is a wonderful therapy horse, but I don't know that I'm feeling the love for him as much.
I borrowed a friend's horse, Ike, who is amazing. He's a ranch horse who really has it out for cows. It's amazing that a horse that size can get going so fast in such a small area.
If you actually read all of this, don't forget our therapy benefit sorting this coming Saturday, Dec. 5th at 6:00; Buffalo Ranch in Farmington. Please come to watch, or participate in the silent auction, or raffle.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
My Weekend in AZ
This post is a little overdue, but I hadn't gotten around to downloading my pictures. And aren't pictures worth a thousand words. Well, maybe not in this case, but I'm sure you'd rather see the fam than listen to me prattle on.
This is almost the only picture I have with my sister Alayna in it. I go to AZ to see family and take pictures of DVS almost exclusively. We went to the Phoenix Children's Museum. Dylan loved it there. I'll have to take him to the one here. He seriously could have spent all day there, but what fun is that to 3 adults.
He loved watching the airplanes. He's a little boy. I think a fascination with anything that moves is a pre-requisite to coming to earth as a boy.
This pictures for my mom. How often do you get a picture of these cousins together? Sharing a cookie no less? Kira is one rambunctious cutie, I'm really sorry her face got cut in 1/2.
This last one is my sister Michelle and I comparing belly shots. She's 1 week ahead of me this pregnancy. And I'm really not that much taller than her. I'm wearing boots. For growing up in different houses, being pregnant together has been what's bonded us. She's having a boy this time, so if I have a girl we'll just exchange clothes. It seems like a win-win to me.
This is almost the only picture I have with my sister Alayna in it. I go to AZ to see family and take pictures of DVS almost exclusively. We went to the Phoenix Children's Museum. Dylan loved it there. I'll have to take him to the one here. He seriously could have spent all day there, but what fun is that to 3 adults.He loved watching the airplanes. He's a little boy. I think a fascination with anything that moves is a pre-requisite to coming to earth as a boy.This pictures for my mom. How often do you get a picture of these cousins together? Sharing a cookie no less? Kira is one rambunctious cutie, I'm really sorry her face got cut in 1/2.This last one is my sister Michelle and I comparing belly shots. She's 1 week ahead of me this pregnancy. And I'm really not that much taller than her. I'm wearing boots. For growing up in different houses, being pregnant together has been what's bonded us. She's having a boy this time, so if I have a girl we'll just exchange clothes. It seems like a win-win to me.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
The Best Week EVER!!!
First, Monday I got home from AZ and visiting the best sister ever. I got my house together, dressed and I made dinner. That's a pretty successful day.
I worked Tuesday. Whatever. I like the clinic I'm at and the people I work with.
Wednesday, I snuck out and got a pedicure while DVS was napping. Wes was working from home, I didn't leave him home alone for and hour and a half. And we got some promising looks at our house. I'm really excited about some of the recent showings. (I'm now writing this after the best week ever, because it got kind of busy. I also don't know if I can show my previous enthusiasm because by brain is full of mucus.)
Thursday morning I worked, then went to horse therapy which I always enjoy. I almost left it at that except I just remembered that was the day I got hit on. Although it was your cliche construction worker, it wasn't the rude honk. He was cute and nice and asked me for directions to I-15 while I was filling up with gas. It took me a minute to realized he was teasing me because I was just in a really good mood that day. Then he told me he just wanted to talk to me because he thought I was pretty (if pregnant with your 2nd kid and just got off work qualifies, I think he lost a bet with his buddy that was in the truck with him). Anyway, I did the girliest thing I've done in 10 years. I laughed, slapped the door of his truck and turned away. Still, I was flattered. Kind of made my day.
Friday was an ultrasound and haircut. Does it get better than that? I mean a small celebration dance must be done just for arriving at 20 weeks. That's 1/2 way people! Although I feel ginormous, no itching yet. Keep your fingers crossed. No we did not find out what we're having. There's a CD in the car that may tell all, but you'll never see it. Mwahahaha! Okay, and I thought about going for the thick, straight across bangs during my haircut. We did a test layer that didn't look so good. But I kind of like how it ended up anyway.
Saturday morning I went to New Moon with Jess. Who better to go with than someone who will laugh at all the inappropriate places, scoff and snort at the cheeziness right along with me? We actually liked it for the most part. I mean how can you not like something that is repeatedly described as better than Twilight? How hard can that be!?!?!? Followed that up with some shopping. Good day. Good day.
I worked Tuesday. Whatever. I like the clinic I'm at and the people I work with.
Wednesday, I snuck out and got a pedicure while DVS was napping. Wes was working from home, I didn't leave him home alone for and hour and a half. And we got some promising looks at our house. I'm really excited about some of the recent showings. (I'm now writing this after the best week ever, because it got kind of busy. I also don't know if I can show my previous enthusiasm because by brain is full of mucus.)
Thursday morning I worked, then went to horse therapy which I always enjoy. I almost left it at that except I just remembered that was the day I got hit on. Although it was your cliche construction worker, it wasn't the rude honk. He was cute and nice and asked me for directions to I-15 while I was filling up with gas. It took me a minute to realized he was teasing me because I was just in a really good mood that day. Then he told me he just wanted to talk to me because he thought I was pretty (if pregnant with your 2nd kid and just got off work qualifies, I think he lost a bet with his buddy that was in the truck with him). Anyway, I did the girliest thing I've done in 10 years. I laughed, slapped the door of his truck and turned away. Still, I was flattered. Kind of made my day.
Friday was an ultrasound and haircut. Does it get better than that? I mean a small celebration dance must be done just for arriving at 20 weeks. That's 1/2 way people! Although I feel ginormous, no itching yet. Keep your fingers crossed. No we did not find out what we're having. There's a CD in the car that may tell all, but you'll never see it. Mwahahaha! Okay, and I thought about going for the thick, straight across bangs during my haircut. We did a test layer that didn't look so good. But I kind of like how it ended up anyway.
Saturday morning I went to New Moon with Jess. Who better to go with than someone who will laugh at all the inappropriate places, scoff and snort at the cheeziness right along with me? We actually liked it for the most part. I mean how can you not like something that is repeatedly described as better than Twilight? How hard can that be!?!?!? Followed that up with some shopping. Good day. Good day.
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