Tuesday...

Last night, I got a text from the ex about 6pm....6pm!!

Such an asshole. Anyway, that being said, he told me he was swamped with work...sure, ok, and would call me back ASAP! HA!

I will be placing the line bill on the windshield of his truck tomorrow.


Tuesday, is a little better. One of my Great Uncles past away on July 2nd. The man was 91! He was funny, smart and really, really witty! Being an only child, my mom and I along with my grama, headed to Strasbourg ALOT when I was small. I was always with those great aunts and uncles. I never played with the other kids....they kinda scared me...too rowdy and ALWAYS getting into trouble and I really didn't like having my ass tanned on a regular basis, so I didn't go with them, but stayed behind to help out in the kitchen, I mean really, how much help can a 5 year old do!!??

Ok, so I hung out with Great grandpa by the radio and we watched the women prep for...I don't know what, but we were always eating!

My one particular great aunt is not talking to my mom. She hasn't spoken to her since my grama died in 2007, and its over the dumbest thing! We were really, very close to this great aunt too. She stopped talking to my mom, cuz my mom still has my grama's ashes. My mom isn't ready to let go of grama yet, so leave her alone! Whatever.

Anyway, Great Uncle Fred passed away on the 2nd. He will be dearly missed by everyone. He always had a smile on his face and cracked a joke. I'm being selfish right at this moment, but when he gets to heaven, I hope he says Hi to my grama and grapa for me. I went to Uncle Fred's facebook page and there are a few requests on it for him to say hi to various people....he has alot to do up there!!

I also took the initiative today and facebooked the DHV an invitation to Buster's birthday party next Friday. I think its in advance enough.....I guess we'll see!

I'm quite doubtful if any come. My faith in them is not good. My trust in them is nill. My optimism is half empty.

They better prove me wrong!

I can't be nice much longer.

Back again....

Mexico was a great vacation. Going with Buster was a great thing to do. We laughed, we cried laughing! and we laughed some more. We decided to go on an Outdoor Adventure up the mountain, that was out first outing. We hopped on a Zodiac boat and sped across for about 45 minutes to the other side of the bay and then went on a truck up the mountain to our designated spot.

We mounted up on Mules and headed up the mountain. My Mules name was Charro and was a little sorrel long ear sweetheart. I had one of the guides behind me always "hitting my ass" to make him go faster and I was forever telling him to stop!, that my ass started to hurt! Once we packed up the mountain we dismounted and was given a quick do's and dont's of ziplining and repelling down a mountain....ahh haaa. Thank you for that.

The Zip lining was fabulous and would do it again in a second. The "walking" down the face of a massive amount of rock made my skin crawl. I won't be rock climbing too soon!

Once we got down from the rock we zip lined some more and when we got closer to the bottom we hiked to the cabin to change our clothes, have a beer and some nachos and salsa. Oh, did I mention we zip lined right into a pool of water...yup!~ Soaked and the water was not warm! What wasn't pointy or shirivelled before was when you hit the water!!!

During the evenings we would have a drink with some really great people. Most from B.C. and Saskatchewan, a handful from Alberta and the same with the Quebecers. All that we at that resort were Canadians. It was nice.

One of the girls (Blanche) just came back from a weightloss bootcamp. In 12 weeks she lost 25 pounds. The other box office guru (Berline) and I decided we should join too. Blanche said not to join that she would start us off. So next Monday we start. Weigh in is at Blanche's house and bootcamp starts.

Its time to get my nose to the grindstone. There was no point in starting a diet before vacation, but I am pleased to say with the exercise and food they served in Mexico, I came back losing 3 pounds!

Here goes....

Still sick..

Well the troupes have rallied and have called mom and are paying her, but it was me who let them know just exactly what was going on. Why do I have to be the bitch all the time? Why do I always have to have them mad at me? It's their fault I am emailing them.

I facebooked them all and told them exactly how it was. I chose this method so it would be on black and white and they would have to read and absorb rather then glaze over my voice when I called.

I hate being the bad guy. At home they call me "the intimidator" and that's not fair.

Mom has made arrangements to have checks sent to her monthly...let's see if it happens shall we?

Now, everyone is pissed at me cuz once again FairyMae has stirred the pot.

Well, it was either that or find me literally in the nut house. Then who would bail them out!

Well, today starts off rather yucky. Let's see how the rest of it goes.

At least they all know what is what and what I am NOT willing to do anymore...Yay for me!

Mexico or bust

My chicken mystery remains...

On Janusry 29th, Buster and I head to Mexico. Can he handle my stupidity and quirkiness for a whole week? I guess we will find out! Wilma and Bruno are used to me rambling all the time but will Buster?

We are staying for a week at Decameron Los Cocos just outside of Puerto Vallarta. All inclusive and more weight I will gain. Why? Because the a la cartes are Seafood and Mexican!! YUM!!!! I am hoping to do some boogie boarding, matini drinking, pina colada sipping and tequila shooting! I also want to maybe get in a horseback ride, fishing and zip lining? Jet skiing and tanning. I am looking forward to nightly entertainment by the performers and Buster!! (haha) and am looking forward to the daily activities at the pool and on the beach.

Ahhh, so much to do...not sure what exactly Buster wants to do but I'm sure we can work his wants in too!!

I have packing to do and am gonna throw in an extra duffle bag, just in case! I just love the pottery. So many bright cheery colours...makes me smile.

Actually this whole trip/prep is making me smile. I think spending the week with Buster is gonna be great! He always makes me smile and I haven't laughed this much in a long, long time. I laugh with him about as much as I laugh with Wilma and Bruno and thats....a good thing!

Mexico...get ready!

Ghost Hunting

I watched Paranormal State last night.

It is a favourite of mine and they are putting out feelers for people to become a part of the team.

I would love to be able to join them, however, there is a catch. The catch is that you must be living in or around the state of Pennsylvania...that sucks.

I. am. nowhere near. that state!

And when I think about it, eventhough I would love to be a part of a group like that, in all honestly, if I came across some paranormal activity....I would run screaming the other way! Have in the past, would surely run in the present!

I mean take the courthouse where Wilma and Queen of Halloween live. I would love to venture around in there, but I know damn well that if I was to "run" into something I would pee myself.

Seeing the old lady when I was small and finding the pictures under the Christmas tree the year my grandfather passed, finding all the cupboard doors in the kitchen open in the mornings, the ornaments that were pushed off the piano, the painting that would "jump off" the wall, the dog barking down the hallway while no one was there, the ornament angel always doing the 360 degree turn....all those things scared the hell out of me....and then I want to join this ghost hunting group? I must be on the crack.

Well, now that I have talked it out, rationalized this on black and white....I've come to the conclusion that maybe I won't join....not this year anyway!

Presents

I like presents.

I like presents alot.

For Christmas, Legs got me some jewellry. A watch. A watch. A watch. Did I stutter. Yes, yes I did.

Its a very nice watch, but there is one glitch. I am allergic to the metal. He says it bugs him when I always ask him what time it is, hence the reason I carry my cell phone...it has the time. I have since stopped asking him.

He got me a watch for Christmas. I can't wear it. After a day, I have this plasma rash around my wrist. (Yes, it is gross). If its leather, then its the buckle that I get a rash from.

The man has been seeing me for almost 3 years now. I have never worn a watch.

What am I gonna do with it? I'm gonna try really, really hard to wear it as much as I can. But....

The Year of being Me.

I know I am a little different. I know that I have highs and lows. I know that I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.

I know that I have abandonment issues. I know that I bite my nails. I know that I startle and scare easily. I know that I struggle with being overweight. I know that I am a lover of potato chips. I know that I am a phenominal cook! I know that my friends are very important to me. I know that I must take medication in order to keep my "shakes" at bay. I know who my soul mate is. I know that others don't like onions! I know that I have a belly button phobia. I know that I am terrified of sharks. I know that I am a cat person. I know that I am an 80's girl. I know that I am impatient. I know I have a bad temper when I can take no more. I know that I cry at the drop of a hat. I know many things about myself.

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

I know I am not a bad person. I know I have good days and bad, just like everyone else. I know that if you don't like it then that's too bad...for you. Because I am worthy. This is my year. My year to be good to me. To start taking care of myself, rather than everyone else first and me second.

This is the year of being me.

....and it starts today!

My heart continues to break. I don't need a roomie. I need a partner, a companion. Someone to want me. Someone to love me. My heart rips a little more each time I get rejected. I am about ready to call it quits. No hand holding, no arm around my neck, I get "I sure like you" rather than "I love you". I just don't know what I am doing wrong. Maybe I need to be not so nice anymore. Maybe I'm the one who needs to grow some balls. Maybe I need to go out on a date of two to shake someone else's world for a change. Either way, I am sad. And with all this other $hit hitting the fan, and no support, well, maybe it is time for a big change.

9 of 365
1). Take charge of me

2). Continue to love me

3). Friends support

4). Hugs

5). Telling myself I am worthy.

The Dog House

yup...its what I thought....I am in the dog house because of what happened here at work on Friday.

There are only a few people I hate in this world. Hate is a strong word. I hate both of them. Plain and simple.

These two people make my work place hell. I like my job, when they are not here. When they are here, they feed off of each other, they then gang up on a person, and let 'em have it.

I was getting the Christmas stuff from under the house seats...its a huge storage room and I hear both of them bitching to one another about the cleaning staff here. They bitched so much that they started to get riled up...their voices raised and they started to talk faster...and they were loud. They were crystal clear where I was. They didnt have a clue that I was there.

They are two of the most negative men I have ever encountered. They bitch everyone and anyone out. They are always right AND two shows that we had as regular bookings no longer book here because of them.

There have been two letters sent to the theatre about our back stage staff and how rude they are and nothing gets done.

I was once yelled at by the stage manager for touching the mail. I was about to mail all the letters until he barked "What the bloody hell business is it of your to have those?" I threw them at him and walked out the door....he followed me to MY office still beaking off to me about the damn mail. I have never touched the mail since. Our box office guru has to take them while I stand by her desk to answer the phones!

Instead...I get hauled in and am told to put my ego at the door! Are you kidding me?! My ego...I no longer have a spine let alone an ego! I am not a confrontational person, but tomorrows staff meeting could be interesting.

I have photo copied all my evidence and proof and am ready for the battle! I learned a few things when I was married to an RCMP!

What proof? OHHHH, I let an actor into the change room on Friday night! That was my downfall! The acting troupe have only rented the theatre for the past 2 days. They have the right to go where they want if back stage management is there, so I let her in. Boy, was that a mistake!
The stage manager kicked the actor out of the dressing room and came into my office and blasted me...I didnt back down and so therefore we now have a staff meeting tomorrow.

Yup.

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
Hosted by Denise


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.

Ok...it is Monday. I have been to a few of my blogger friends spots and I will give this a try. It is a Free Associaion Word Meme that I read on Blue's Blog.

Memory :: not much
Original :: of course!
Exclusively :: my own
Listings :: grocery (neverending)
Bucket :: of water
Knight :: Moody Blues (in white satin)
Dusty :: my house (can't keep up)
Choice :: salty (I'd sooner salty than sweet)
Sunlight :: sun burnt (I never tan)
Change of plans :: never good (always lead to mischief)

Head over to LunaNina and see how interesting it is!