Favourite Things Thursday

One of my favourite things are my black and white photos of my mommy and grama and grapa and great Uncle. In the photos, my mom is just a little girl, I would say about 3 years old and my grapa and great Uncle are just nicely back from serving in the Military. Actually my Uncle just got back and they are celebratory pics of them all happy and laughing and posing for the camera.
They mean so much to me.
There are about 5 of them and in each and every one my mom is in them and she is so happy. They all make me smile, they all pull on my heart stings a little, they are all very precious to me.

About a month ago, when there was the fire scare and I grabbed my little hampster, and went flying out the door, it made me think of what to grab if that ever happens again...and I'll tell ya something, not only is the hampster coming but those pics are comin' too!, but that's only if it ever happens again and I am really hopin' not!

ABC Wednesday Round 3....F

F is for Friends...

I truly have some great friends.

I have furry 4 legged friends...

And I have pale faced two legged friends.

And....I wouldn't trade them for the world!!

I love you guys!

XOXO

ABC Wednesday is hosted by Denise

and BJ

and Mr. Linky

Good Grief!

Wow!!

After that fairly deep blog earlier, I think something on the lighter side is called for....

One of my favourite comics is Family Circus. I bought dozens of these books from school. Remember when you had to take home this pamphlet with all the different books in it you HAD to order or get family to order!

Well, I always bought the Family Circus...here are a few....

Ahh, it makes me smile.

Strong winds

Since my divorce, I have grown in many ways. Being married at 19 and divorcing at 33 makes a person dependant on the other...which is not always a good thing!

I have learned how to pay my bills. I have had the strength to go to a movie on my own. I know that I can survive a thunderstorm alone. I am able to drive in an unknown city by myself and only get a little bit lost but still come out okay. I have found friends who like me for me and not because of my ex-husband's profession. I can stand up to people who are disrespectful to me and walk away knowing I did the right thing. I can live on my own and in my own place. I am accountable for all of my actions. I am aware of my selfishness, my controlling ways, my grudge-holding and my anger issues. I am able (for the most part) to keep it all in check. But, I am only human and every once in a while I slip.

A person goes through many things in their life, good and bad...

There are a few quotes that have made things a little better for me:

"If you love something, set it free,

If it comes back, it is yours,

If it doesn't it never was."

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."

and my personal favourite....

"You can't change others, you can only change yourself."

I am a little sad today, as I have read a new friends blog, and she is having trouble. I wish I could help take her trouble away. I hope she doesn't stop blogging completely and I hope she finds peace in what she is looking for. I know that there are many of her blogging friends who are in support of her and she can only decide for herself what to do. I do know that she inspires me everyday and I always enjoy and look forward in comments from her. Whatever her decision is, I support her and she will always be on my mind and in my heart.

Doped up

I did a really stupid thing last night. I am thankful to be alive today. (I am being dramatic here)

When a person goes to the doctor for drugs, they should really disclose all drug info to the doctor.

I however, did not do that and decided to over dose instead....unintentional of course!

I decided to take my flonase (nose snorts) which is a steroid to help with the migraines. I took that about 5pm. I also have drugs which I take on occasion if my restless legs thing acts up. I took that about 10pm, just before bed. I decided to sit on the couch till my legs started to feel better, but when I went to get up, I hit the floor! I was dizzy, speech....not very good, and well. I scared the liver out of me. I managed to climb back on to the couch and call my ma. Now keep in mind, I can't talk well. It was weird. I knew what I was saying in my head but it wasnt coming out of my mouth like I had planned. SO NOW, I have scared the liver out of my mother, who is 8 hours away.....she told me she was calling Legs. Legs came to town to babysit me. He was not impressed. I gotta say....I was not impressed with myself either. SO...needless to say. I won't be doing that again. Ahhh, a day in the life of Fairy Mae!

Today is Monday, which means Paranormal State is on tonight. I had the crap scared out of me last Monday, so I am due for another tonight.

Last Monday when it was on they used this little device that turns the high pitched sound in to numbers, the numbers cypher the sound back into words so that we can hear what the ghosts are saying to us. It was so cool and so freaky, that everytime they used this little device, goose bumps would take over my body, I would tear up and shiver right from the very tips of my toes to the very top of my head. Its a great rush to say the least.

Chuckwagon Finals August 13-17 2008

Well, they had them here. Only one horse lost, one rider injured and a whole lotta dust and heat!

It was a very exciting weekend. A $7o,000.00 truck was up for the winning, not to mention the horse trailer to go with it!!

It was a great weekend.

ABC Wednesday Round 3....the letter E

The word starting with the letter E for me is Egg.

I like to eat eggs but they don't like me. I also like what comes out of them when they hatch too!

As you can see this hen decided to hatch her eggs in the twine bucket of all things! Once everybody was born, we moved them into a cage. Talk about gathering all your eggs in a basket!!

There are many different types of eggs and I have tried them all. There are quail eggs, goose eggs, duck eggs, chicken eggs and let's not forget, one of my favourites which does agree with me...caviar.

There are three colours of eggs. White, brown and yes, green, which are produced by a breed of chicken called Arcanas.

Which is this dude here. He is one of our many types of chickens that run around at the farm.

Eggs have many uses. Baking, cooking, throwing, using in games on horseback.....I could go on...

ABC host is: Mrs. Nesbitt

And let's not forget Mr. Linky

I sure do enjoy this!!!

FIghting it off...

Well, can't blog long, have a terrible migraine. Have had it for the past 3 days. Today is day number 4. If I have spelled a few things wrong, well, forgive me. I am heading to the Doc this morning. Gotta be something for this. I did manage to get to the Chuckwagon Races on Friday night and took some awesome pictures. I hope to have them posted later this week as I feel like absolute crap.

I must thank my great grandmother, and grandmother for this migraine curse. Thanks Ladies!

Must go now and lay down till its doc time. Drugs....give me drugs.....

Friday...

CALMNESS IN OUR LIVES

I am passing this on to you because it definitely works, and we could all use a little more calmness in our lives.

By following simple advice heard on the Dr. Phil show, you too can find inner peace.Dr Phil proclaimed, 'The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have started and have never finished.'

So, I looked around my house to see all the things I started and hadn't finished, and before leaving the house this morning, I finished off a bottle of White Zinfandel, a bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream, a package of Oreos, the remainder of my old Prozac prescription, the rest of the cheesecake, some Doritos, and a box of chocolates. You have no idea how freaking good I feel right now.

Favourite Things Thursday

Yikes...I made it. I didn't think I would make my Thursday before it turned into Friday!!

One of my favourite things is people watching.

I am a people watcher. I will sit on a bench and people watch go by or when I am at my happy work place, I will stand and watch people. I watch how they interact with people close to them like their spouse, parent or children, then when someone different comes along, I watch how they react to them. It amazes me how one person is rude to someone close to them, then in the next instant they are nice to others. It is like a light bulb. To see how people tolerate others. To see how people flirt with others. I also like to see how people dress. I wonder why they chose those pants or that shirt and sometimes I wonder if Stacy and Clinton are around to help those in need of a makeover. I, of course am always stylish!!!!

I watch people all the time. If I am at the movies with Legs, I will watch those trying to find a seat, discussing where the best place would be, or to watch gawky teenagers enter with a date, while fumbling with the popcorn and drink.

The best place though to people watch is in the mall on the bench. Just sit quietly and take in all that is around you. It may be a bit odd to some, but that I one of my favourite things.

Thanks to out host...Blue.

Chuckwagon Races

Well, this is the weekend I work at the hell job ONLY because there is a freebie in it for me.

The freebie is that this weekend is the Chuck wagon Finals here in the Border Town. Lots of money is spent at the western wear store and because we work on commission, it means more money in my pocket. Not only that, but I have two tickets to tomorrow nights races and a free ticket to the cabaret on Saturday night. Not sure if you are familiar with them, but it is Sawyer Brown headlining and Legs promised to come in from the farm to take me on the dance floor for a two step.

There is a scad of us going and it is always a good time. This too marks the third year that I have been seeing Legs. So it is kinda special. He rescued me from a nasty drunk bothering me three years ago, I thanked him, went on my merry way and two weeks later he came to the hell job and asked me out for a drink....I turned him down, thanked him and told him I was flattered but he was just a youngster and I wasn't interested.....well three years later and we are still seeing each other and about to get this house building thing under way. SO...this is a memorable weekend.

I hope I am not disappointed.

ABC Wednesday....D Round 3

D....the letter D is a given...it is for Dog.

I am a cat person, but this particular dog found me and has been mine ever since.

This particular dog is my baby. Her name is Effie. I love her with all my heart. I miss her terribly and everytime I see Aussies on T.V. tears start to well up in the corners of my eyes because I miss her so much.

I can't have her live with me because of this damn apartment living, that I why I am so hell bent on getting this house built with the better half.

She has been living with my mom for three years now. That is three years of her life that I have missed out on and I hate it.

When I do go home, she goes with me EVERYWHERE. In the car, to the barn, to town, up in the pasture and to bed with me. She gives me such joy and when I have to leave to go back to the Border Town it breaks my heart even more.

This little Australian Shepherd is thee smartest dog I have ever known. She talks, she fetches the ball, she plays frisbee, she herds the chickens and the goats, ok she tries to herd them! She guards me with her life. I love her with all my breath. She is my Effie Sue.

Other dogs that have affected me in many ways are our other farms dogs.

They are dependable, trustworthy and our friends.....and would protect mom to their dying day. Two of the dogs have passed on and we miss them dearly.

Baxter Black (passed on May 2008)

Maggie with Hooper (cat) (passed on July 2005)

Tammy with Rusty (cat)



Theo with Rusty (cat)

I am missing a picture of Mojo, who is deaf. She is a sweatheart and was Baxter and Maggies outdoor companion. Mojo has now become a part time outside dog, just like the rest of the crew! I have a picture of her on my other computer and will add her later today.

ABC Wednesday host: Denise

Mr.Linky

Here is our Mojo....a little sheltie.All of our dogs at the farm, mine included, are rescue dogs. They have either been dropped off at the gate or left for dead in the ditch. Tammy, for instance was dropped into the creek but survived. She came into our yard wet, with a bag tied around her neck....they are survivors...they are ours and we love them dearly.

Virtual Pets

Well, Blue...everytime I go to your blog, I am always giving your pets a scratch and a treat, so I adopted a couple too. Thanks!

It was time....

Well, it is Tightwad Tuesday tonight at the movies. I hear there is a bunch of us heading there tonight. It is raining here....again....so that means Legs will be staying in town tonight, grouchy. I am going to try to persuade him to come with us hens. Not sure he will though, it may make him even more grouchy, although, we are going to go see Step Brothers....so he may just surprise me.

Last night was Paranormal State on A&E. I am not sure why I like to scared the hell out of myself but I do, so....I watched it....and yes....I scared the hell out of myself, so much so that I work up early this morning and thought Legs' black cowboy hat that hangs on the corner of my bedroom door was the grim reaper coming to get me.

Yup, I flipped out, managed to ever-so-quietly slip my hand out to turn my bedside lamp on. Didn't want the grim reaper to hear me or get me for that matter! When the light popped on, here it was the stupid cowboy hat. I got up and removed the damn thing from the door and hardly slept at all after that.

I am such a loser!

I am afraid of the dark because of the rotten scare I had when I was a teenager, and am, well, am I afraid of ghosts? Not sure about that one. Have seen a few, scared the hell outta me so ya I guess I am scared of them too. Guess that is why I sleep with a hall night light on.

Gotta get myself together!

While they were here

I have to get something off my chest.

Something that I saw and was mortified while watching. So bad, that I had to turn and walk away.

Last week when I had the "guests" staying with me. The husband and the wife went out on to my balcony. It was a nice morning and I was walking by...now my place is NOT very big, so 2 steps and I have walked by. I heard wife say to husband, "get the nailclippers", they are outside. I guess I am ok with that. Not something I would yell outside nor would do outside with people coming and going, watching me. Husband gets the nailclippers for wife.

Wife says....give me your hands......wife clips husbands nails.....I'm kinda thinkin, can't this guy do this himself. He is 50, able bodied, in good shape. THEN she says...."gimme you foot"! WHAT?!

Did she say gimme your foot?

Holy hell Batman! She took off his shoes and socks and clipped his toe nails!!!! SHE CLIPPED HIS TOE NAILS!!!! I could not believe it.

Now.....I have seen the aids in nursing homes do this for the residents. I have seen my grama do this for my grapa, cuz he was blind and they were both in their late 80's. And I am guessing there are many people who do this for their loved ones, (I don' personally do Legs' nails or toe nails)....but in their OWN HOME!! How many people do you know that have clipped the nails, be it fingers, or toes at a guest house. In public, not in the bathroom, not in the bedroom, but at a guests place. People you don't even know that well.

I almost threw up. Needless to say, after the clipping was done, I immediately ran for the broom and swept the balcony. I thought it was disgusting. I thought it could have been done somewhere else. I thought it could have been done before they left their home, for crying out loud. Gross.

There..its is off my chest.

Sorry I had to put you through that, but I just had to. It wasn't enough that I ranted to my ma about it. It is now on your mind too.

I'm still alive

Tried to get killed on the way to work this morning.

I'm not in a great mood to begin with, after the last two hell weeks, but getting cut off when I am in the turning lane and it is literally my turn to turn, well that is just adding more fuel to the fire.

I honestly think that it should be mandatory for anyone over the age of 65 to have a driving test, a refresher course, of sorts.

This morning, I was on my way to work, grouchy, and I was waiting for the turning light, which finally arrived, only to be cut off and I mean I almost ran into him by about 2 feet! He looked at me like I was in the wrong....how dare me! He had the red light! Not me! I had the turning light! He just assumed that because the guy beside him was going, he should too! Paying no attention to the lights at all.

My ma, who is 67, knows that she is not the greatest driver anymore and admits it. My aunt is and feels the same, so they let us "younguns" drive. They get it! Grrrr....my karma better change soon cuz I have about had enough.....

Holidays

Well a teary eyed Stifler's Mom came home today from her holidays! I was in her shoes about a year ago and understand full well what she is going through....

She hasn't quite accepted the fact that she is truly on her own. That there is no one to come home to, that if anything were to happen, like car trouble, or a trip to the hospital, she would be alone. I have accepted that. I used to put the pedal to the metal when I would go home to the farm....now I put the pedal to the metal to come back to my little abode. It may not be much, but it is mine. I have proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that I can make it without the help of anyone. Granted, I have Legs but in essence we are not living together and we are not married and he is still an hour away if something should happen and the biggie...I have not asked him to help me financially.

Stifler's Mom isn't quite there. She was happy to see me as I told her to come for supper which she was thankful for. She just moved here so it is to be expected that she isn't quite settled and to be honest I am glad I can be here for her because no one was here for me when I was going through that phase....and it truly is a phase. She thinks of the what if rather than the what can be. It will take time but she will get there. I have every confidence in her. She is smart and stubborn....and a survivor.

Ice

I thought I would cheer myself up and go through my pictures and found this one of Ice. I was in the right place at the right time. Too bad I missed the top of his lip. It still makes me smile though.

I'm sad.

Think I might have to shed a tear.

Must process the "worn out your welcome week and more".

Will work through it. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger! Right? Right.

There feeling better already. I bounce back pretty good.

Apartment fire, rude family, miscommunication between others....just chalk it up to a bad couple of weeks. This too shall pass.

worn out the welcome....and more

This past week I opened my home to a family for the Summer Games. I don't know them well. My ma worked with the mother of the crew that was just here. I felt like a guest in my home. Every time they were here, they were either drinking, eating or showering. They took over my two couches by sprawling out on them while I had to either sit on the floor or the kitchen chair. I was always doing dishes, or sweeping the floor or bringing in furniture that they carried outside and on to my patio. They then proceeded to let the daughter eat and shower here. She had her own accommodations but didn't want to be there. They invited a brother to stay here as well. Lack of communication! If I had only known.....

Last week two people miffed me because of lack of communication on their part, could they not call? There is still the telephone, cell and snail mail besides email.

And it happened again....

I do know this....I will never, ever open my home up again. This particular family has made it impossible for me to ever want to do it again.

I also know that communication is vital. Without it, it causes hard feelings, doubt, and walls that were once down, up again.

I'm pissed off and know that certain things will be changing. I am sick and tired of trying to not only think of myself, but to think of others, but when others don't think of you too, then that's when my hackles get up. If you don't have any respect for me, then I will have no respect for you, and then you will have to prove yourself to me. It may not be the nicest of things to do, but a person can only have it happen so many times before they change.

You can't change others, you can only change yourself. I guess its what I will have to do....again.

Coffee Beans and other adventures

Here is another picture of the coffee beans on the coffee plantation we visited in Colombia. The beans were green there and when they are ripe to pick they turn a bright red. That trip was a great one. I will never forget it because, I am not a regular coffee drinker but on that particular day I drank so much coffee that our family friend Genaro had to pull the car over on the side of a VERY busy highway to let me out so I could be sick. I was sick for a couple of days and strayed from coffee after that. The second picture is mom with Juan Valdez and his burros and mules.
We had many adventures on that trip.

One trip we (my mom, Genaro and I) were heading to one of their cattle ranches about 2 hours outside of Bogotá in Guerrilla territory. We were pulled over and searched. By this time I had a grasp of the Spanish language as did my mom and they pulled us out of the truck on one side and Genaro on the other.

Two things saved us that day. One was a tattoo that I have of the Maple Leaf on my arm and the other was that we only spoke English. One of the soldiers didn't realize we were Canadians and called us Gringas which we were not. Gringa is a derogatory name for female Americans, which we knew that the Colombians were not fond of. My mom...got angry with them....of all times to pick...on guerrillas!! Told them we were not Americans that we were Canadians and they said that it was the same thing. (No offense to anyone..please...really, but this is how it happened!) Mom said no, that being called an American was the same as if we called them Mexicans! Two of the soldiers got mad, her point was made, then mom grabbed me and lifted my shirt sleeve to show them my tattoo. Poor Genaro was having heart failure on the other side of the truck. He was helpless as he was held up against the truck. Once the guerrillas realized that we really were Canadian, they started to laugh!!! Their attitudes changed. They let Genaro go, and we stayed there for the next hour talking and joking with them. The whole time we stayed in Colombia and went back and forth from home to the Ranch, we never encountered any more problems. They just waved and let us go by! It was crazy.

Favourite Things Thursday!

Here is it Thursday already. Where has the week gone.

It is Thursday today and one of my favourite things is a group. Now, I KNOW your gonna laugh but here is goes.

The one thing that makes me smile from ear to ear. Makes me stop what I am doing. Makes me shake my money maker. Makes me get all funny inside...and that is the group WHAM!

George Michael can eat crackers in my bed any day. I know that is all he'll do however, but I will take it! George Michael is one of my favourite things. Any one of his songs makes me get all dreamy eyed. It also makes me sing at the top of my lungs. I know every song and keep my eyes open for anything new and interesting. I am not a fanatic, I don't know his birthday, or what is partner's name is, but I just love the songs and his voice. He doesn't have to work at singing. It just flows.

Ah yes, one of my favourite things is Wham! - George Michael!!

More Favourite Things..see Blue

ABC Wednesday C - Round 3

ok...I am caught up!

C is for coffee.

While we were in Colombia, we had the chance to visit a coffee plantation. I can not tell you how much coffee we drank and I can not even begin to tell you how many different ways we drank it.

I can say that I enjoyed myself immensely and it will be one adventure I will never forget. The day was beautiful, I was with family and friends. It was joy through and through....

ABC Wednesday...Mr. Linky

This great idea is also hosted by Denise (Mrs Nesbitt)

ABC Wednesday "B"

ok...I am a little confused and I am thinking that I should catch up....it is round 3 which is C but I am only on B so I have missed 2 letters so I am going to do A for Appaloosa, B for Baking, and C today and will then be caught up. Right?!? I da know. But I have been perusing through other blogs and every one is on C. I think this is a great idea and would like in on it. So I am hoping I did all the right directions for this and I am sure I will be corrected if I did not so here goes B then I will do C.....wow that was alot of rambling!

B is for baking....

I don't bake, I eat others baking! I am not a good baker, eventhough I supervised a bakery for two years. It was however a cheaters bakery where all the good were brought in frozen, we thawed it, then we baked it. There was really no "scratch baking" done there at all. I have just recently been able to start eating donuts again!

Hosted by Denise

Have you herd? It's ABC Wednesday!

Well...it's a coincidence really.....A is for Appaloosa. I never really thought of it. I was perusing Blue's Blog and saw it...so here we are.
Mr. Linky for ABC Wednesday
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Ghostwind Appaloosas

(Phantom) Ghostwind Appaloosas

Now that our stallion has passed here at our ranch (Pipestone Appaloosas & P.O.A.s), we are looking for a new stud for our mares. We have about 6-8 mares and only breed 2-3 a year. I've been there when we bred all of the mares and the halter breaking process is a nightmare when you have 8 rotten little colts to do!


(Sugar and Ice)

I am hoping to breed at least two mares next spring. Legs however, thinks otherwise. But I pay for the feed and I am the one doing the mucking and grooming and the selling so I figure its ok. He does his cow thing and I do my horse thing. Tit for tat.




(Ava and her baby)

I am excited about this. I love the babies. They are so cute and SOooo rotten! They are curious about everything and have an untouchable attitude! They say that a horse will take on the personality of its owner. I do believe that to be true. Bosley, whom I have had since he was a yearling and is now 20 some is skiddish, thinks there is a bear in every bush. He is nervous, but when in familiar surroundings is easy going and jovial.



(Ice)

Jeannie, however, was not raised by me. I bought her when she was 5 and her previous owner was a witch (with a "B"). She is moody, and crabby and is only happy when she is at the feed bucket by herself....her previous owner was a rather large woman, who I suspect likes her food too!

Bonnie, who is "homegrown" is happy. She never has a "moment". She is willing to do whatever I ask of her. She is the one who comes running when she sees me. She comes full tilt right towards me, I stand my ground.....and she always comes to a sliding stop, with her nose inches from mine. I trust her with my life.

Katie too is "homegrown". She is only 2 years old. She is super sweet and one smart horse!. She plays tag with me. I haven't run across a horse this smart in years. She was the one I saw born. It is very rare to see a horse being born, but her momma Anna was an amazing creature too. I am not sure how Katie will turn out but I am keeping her and have her booked in next year with the trainer.

Then there is Jay....she is a 3 year old and very smart as well. So smart that I am having a helluva time halter breaking her. I will put her halter on her and she won't step on the shank, she steps over it, around it, beside it!

When we halter break colts, we put them in a little pen for about two weeks, feeding and watering. It's a smaller pen so they can't get caught up in anything. We add a shank (lead rope) to their halter so they step on it, dragging it on the ground, teaching themselves to learn to give to the shank, rather than them seeing us causing them stress by pulling on their faces. It works really well....except for Jay!

I have about 6 others to bring up from Ma Kettles. 4 are booked in to the trainers and are heading there this month. Two I am giving to Legs and the rest are mine. Mine, mine, all mine, and nobody elses but mine.

Anyway getting back to the original topic....Ghostwind Appaloosas is where we are taking some of our lucky ladies! They boast 100% colour which is exactly what we are looking for.

Its been busy...

Today has been a busy day.
I have cleared my name in a banking disaster, bought myself tenant insurance, and have had a mental meltdown while in the shower, I may need some advice...so can ya help me?

It is about women...women really push my buttons, they are nosy, opinionated, gossipy, back stabbing, emotional and most times drama queens. . .and I am all of those mentioned...

This woman is a friend Legs. We'll call her Trouble. (who is also my district manager at the hell job) He has known Trouble all through his college years. I first got to know her last year at the Chuckwagon races. Legs' sister Jewels came down and we (us 3 women) went to the races. I asked Trouble how her and Legs met. She told me that Legs was forever asking her out and she always shot him down. This made me wonder, cuz she is no where near his type. She is blonde and fuzzy every where, even on her face! NO match here, was my thought. I then relayed this to Jewels and she laughed! I never thought anything more of it. That same weekend, Legs told me that he would be at the farm and would not be able to attend the Saturday races but would be there for the cabaret. Trouble, who was at work with me that weekend informed me that her, Legs and another mutual guy friend of theirs were going out for supper then to the cabaret. I was WILD...not at her, but at Legs, cuz he didn't tell me any of this. I talked to Legs later on that day to give him hell for going for supper without me and he informed me that he had no knowledge of the current event, so I asked him about Trouble and what type of relationship they had before I came along (pretty gutsy or stupid). He said "are you nuts!" - what this boils down to is that she is a liar. I hate liars. I have since tripped her up in two other "fumbles" and have asked Legs not to "encourage" her with any current events of him or I. This has not ceased. I have had enough. Trouble was here last week and I thought that I would give her a call to see if she wanted to go to the movies....oh she did alright but not with me! (it wasn't with Legs either)

"Keep your friends close and your enemies closer."

I have tried to do that but I just can't. I wear my heart on my sleeve and my temper, in my back pocket. I can't stand it that they are always in touch. I have tried to reason with Legs and how it really bothers me that she can bald face lie to me and smile sweetly to him. I want to tell her to go blow and Legs has given me permission to do so. He hears me, but doesn't understand it. I guess I haven't had the right moment. The other thing that is stopping me is that she is my DM and I still have to work with her. Grrrr.....I am very frustrated.....very frustrated, hurt, and angry.

3:10 to Yuma

So, after the excitement...Legs and I finished watching the movie 3:10 to Yuma.

I am not a big western movie fan and I must say that I'm not the best person to watch a western with. I annoy those around me trying to watch westerns.

I am too busy looking at all the horses. Trying to figure out what breed that one is, what kind of bit is in the horses mouth and does it match the time period. Why they are using that saddle pad for that era, when clearly that type of blanket was not made yet. Didn't they do their research on that?

I look to see if any horses are lame. I look to see how many edits were done on one particular horse. If the snip on the nose is still the same horse that "buddy" used just moments ago. Stuff like that.

Russell Crowe and Christian Bale. Mah, they are not my favourites. Russell is a good singer though...I actually thought their roles should have been reversed. Russell should have played the dad and Christian, the bad guy. Guess that's why I am here doing what I am doing and not in Hollywood being thee director!!!

It was a long movie. The good guys and the bad guys could have finished each other off about 30 minutes before hand. I thought 3:10 was never gonna come.

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Where were we, ahhhhh yes, the gut feeling......

So I nicely get home and change into my happy clothes and there is a knock at the door. It is my cute little neighbour, Cowboy. So, I asked Cowboy to come in, I offer him stew. No to stew, so he sits on the couch and we start talking about the gong show house Legs and I are trying to get built. He says he is a journeyman carpenter and would love to take on the house project. He would get the guys together and help us!!! Woohoo! Best news I have heard! Legs calls and says he is 5 minutes outta town and will be at the little abode shortly. Cowboy stays and Legs walks in. The two have a swell conversation and I start to clean up the kitchen. Cowboy looks at the clock and says he has to hit the hay. Fine. He leaves and Legs and I settle in to watch 3:10 to Yuma.

11:45 pm the fire alarms go off. WTF?! I stick my nose out the door just to see two guys grab fire extinguishers!! HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!!!! FFFFIRE!!!!!!!

I slammed the door shut, told Legs there is a fire down the hall, he jumps up, grabs his keys and pulls on his jeans (he was in shorts), I don't like looking at his pasty white legs so I guess he thinks others won't want to either. I am in shorts and a tank top! Anyway, he grabs the keys and grabs three pictures for me. One is a painting my grama did and the other two are portraits of my great grandparents...you know, the ones in the bubble frames....I proceed to grab Gigi (the hampster) and throw her in her mobile bubble, then I throw her in a beach bag, grab my purse, both sets of keys and.....a plant! A PLANT!??! What was I thinking!?? A plant?

We got outside and there was about 20 of us at our end of the building. The police arrive, the fire trucks arrive, the fire marshal arrives and I am carrying a plant! Great grab! Legs throws down his tailgate and starts pouring the drinks. Cowboy was outside in his shorts and cowboy boots! Quite a site. (I thought Legs was pasty white!!) Poor buggar. Legs gave him a blanket to wrap up in. All in all, we were outside just shy of an hour. There had been so much rain that the roof leaked into a light socket and shorted causing the light fixtures in the hallway to catch fire.

I am guessing that was my gut feeling.....all day, the gut feeling. I don't think I am going to ignore it anymore.

The date: August 5th, 2008
7am: got up and showered. Got dressed.
8:30am: Went to the Insurance Agent, good ole SGI, and got myself a tentants pack.

The emergency made me think of all my possessions. There are valuables that I have, that if I lost I would be heartbroken, but....I was pretty proud of myself to grab Gigi, and.....a plant! I think that's pretty funny! Not sure how long it will take to live this one down!

Where to start....

Last blog date: July 31, 2008...

Today is Tuesday, August 5th, 2008...well at least I am still in the same year!!

Friday, August 1st....worked till noon then went home to tidy the little abode for guests coming on the 6th.

Saturday, August 2nd....Got up around 8am. Had morning coffee...yes, I am drinking coffee in the morning....one cup, sometimes two. Thats all. Legs and I were invited to a wedding. One of his cousins was getting married. So I started on the hair about 9:30 am and was done at about 11am. My hair was awesome!!! Finished getting ready, packed my clothes and Legs' and then proceeded to go to the Liquor store...picked up the gin and beer and I was off to the farm.

Saturday evening we attended the wedding, supper and dance. Got home about 1am...then off to bed.

Sunday, August 3rd....Got up about 10:30am...I cant believe I slept in for that long. Jumped into the shower and went upstairs for breakfast....Legs decided that we should go and visit his aunt and uncle who were staying at the lake...off we went. We got back to the farm about 4:30pm, I then hopped into my car and headed back to my place, back to the Border Town...

Monday, August 4th....Got up about 7:30am, caught the second episode of Archie Bunker, got dressed then headed to the Saskatchewan Summer Games 2008 where I volunteered from 11am til 8pm. 8pm rolled around and I headed for home.....now, I had a sicking gut feeling all day...you know where you feel something is going to go wrong? Well, I had it! Before I left, I started the crock pot up and threw in veggies and meat so I would have a nice stew to come home to. Yum! Oh, It gets better......