The week ahead

Well, I am off to Ma Kettles this week. Apparently it is going to be jammed pack full of stuff my dear Ma wants me to do.

I am also trying to stop in Regina for a couple of acting gigs as well along the way. Thought I would kill two birds with one stone. Will keep you all posted though...wish me luck on both counts!!

Odd Shot Monday

Odd Shots is hosted by Katney HERE!

This week I took a picture of my hair...why you ask....well, there is so much static in my apartment that I have gone through two....yes TWO television sets. I am now working on my third!

So this is my odd shot of static electricity on the top of my little wee pea -sized head!

This just in...

Some people are like slinkies- Not really good for anything but they bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs

Getting Even

My ma sent this joke to me...thought it was pretty cute...thought I would share (for a change).

One December day we found an old straggly cat at our door.
She was a sorry sight. Starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny, and hair all matted down.
We felt sorry for her, put her in a carrier and took her to the vet.
We didn't know what to call her, so we named her 'Pussycat.'
The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He said he would let us know when we could come and get her.
My husband (the complainer) said, 'OK, but don't forget to wash her, she stinks.'
He reminded the vet that it was his WIFE (me) that wanted the dirty cat, not him.
My husband and my Vet don't see eye to eye.
The vet calls my husband 'El-Cheap-O', and my husband calls the vet 'El-Charge-O'.
They love to hate each other, and constantly 'snip' at one another, with my husband getting in the last word on this particular occasion.
The next day my husband had an appointment with his doctor, who is located in the same building, next door to the vet. The MD's waiting room and office was full of people waiting to see the doctor.
A side door opened and the vet leaned in - he had obviously seen my husband arrive.
He looked straight at my husband and in a loud voice said,
"Your wife's pussy doesn't stink any more, and it's finally clean and shaved, so she now smells like a rose. Oh, and, by the way, I think she's pregnant. God only knows who the father is!'

Then he closed the door.

Now THAT, my friends, is getting even

Finally...Wild West Womens Weekend

Well, it took me long enough...I finally have a few pics of the WWWW.

This is us BEFORE we hit the trail. 15 miles and 5 hours later, the sorry group of us staggered in...ok not all of us were "sorry", but there were some sad lookin' riders that came back!!

This is my trusty little borrowed Arab...Gharamus. He is a little 20 year old spitfire! What a great time!

Here we are (Gharamus and I), with Bonnie and her little mare ahead of us in a pine tree covered area.

A good time was had by all and I am looking forward to it again..

Sky Watch Friday

OK....I'm gonna do this too. I read all kinds of weather reports from all over the world on these blogs spots so I will conform. The peer pressure got to me! Ahhh, who am I kidding. I find it fascinating.


The weather here today is dreary. It is supposed to rain but farmer Legs is hoping on hope that it wont. The canola is down, the barley is about ready to be cut and the hay bales are just now starting to get picked up. However...on a good note, with all this rain the pastures are still green and the wind is still warm. I took this shot off my balcony this morning. On our way into the Border Town we did encounter a few raindrops....



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Happy Birthday Grapa! Favourite Things Thursday

If my grandfather were alive today, we would be celebrating his birthday today. A Favourite Thing! How appropriate!

My grandfather meant and still means the world to me to this day. I miss him terribly.

He taught me alot of things. He taught me how to hammer nails, how to drive the truck, car, grain truck (stick shift and all), the tractor and the grader. He showed me how to properly shovel manure so that you could pack more on! Teehee. He taught me how to play crib. The list goes on and on....

Nobody was prepared (and when are you really?)for his death, least of all me. You just think that people who mean the most to you will live forever...physically. Now that he is gone he still teaches me things.

Patience for one. I can hardly wait to see him again, but I have to wait. It is not my time.

Secondly, humour, I think of all the good times we had. Like the time we were driving in the pasture and I ran over a boulder. We hit that rock so hard that both of our heads hit the roof of the truck, grapa's lower dentures flew out of his mouth and on to the dash. We both looked at each other. He put his teeth back in and we got out to see how much damage I did. I scraped off the bumper and the front axle was hung up on the rock. Grapa looked at me and said, "I'll get the tractor and we won't tell grama about this." To this day it still makes me laugh.

Thirdly, pathos, I have never felt a feeling like this before. With him being gone, this is what I feel....sorrow, emptiness, desolate. I hate it. I don't want to talk about that part.

But today is his birthday...so Happy Birthday Grapa!

You are never far from my thoughts, you are never far from my heart and I know you are always with me.

I love you,

Your Liebling

This great Favourite Things Thursday idea is by Blue!

ABC Wednseday Round 3.....H

The letter H is of course, also one of my favourite things...Horse.....ok, you all had to know I was going to do it!! I mean really, why would I disppoint?!

Napoleon had one.

Custer had one.

The Nez Perce Indians had them...and I have them....

A horse of course!

Horse and Rider

The prairie blows the grasses

And whips the horse’s mane.

They travel, horse and rider,

Through the sea of amber grain.

Hills roll by, and clouds pass

But steady are the horse’s hooves

Upon the wind blown grass

As they travel, horse and rider

There is no trail that they follow

No path that can be seen

There they travel, horse and rider

Upon the endless blowing green

Horse Poet

There are many, many breeds of horses and all have very special characteristics.

Appaloosas have a "hiden" gait called the Appaloosa shuffle, which is a cross between a lope (canter for all you English riders out there) and a jog (again a trot for the English rider). It is unique to watch.

Missouri Fox Trotters also have a fascinating gait. It isnt quite a trot and its not quite a walk but man, is it smooth and it is ground covering.

Horses are very sensitive to the emotions of others. They are perceptive of all things great and small. You are the predator and they are the prey...they know when to run! They all have personalities....they can be happy, sad, moody, stubborn. Just like us.

Horses come in all shapes and sizes and all colours.

Oh, and H is also for "Holy Hell!" which I say alot!!!

Holy Hell is normally said when things either frustate me or take me off guard. Holy Hell is also used when a driver on the road does something not very bright. Like sit infront of a green light while texting someone and others behind are honking for them to go. Its kind of funny to watch but also not very smart....and not to mention dangerous. That is another blog!

I could go on....but I won't.

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