The Gun Show was this weekend in the Border Town.
Yup! All the rednecks at this end of the world graced us with their presence. Kinda scary when you think about it. All the hillbillies and rednecks, future murderers and hold-em-up kinda people were here gathering in this one spot for the weekend. AAAhhhhhh! RUN, RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!
Now, don't get me wrong. There are some really nice folk out there who enjoy guns, and such. If it's your thing, great. It's just not mine. It would be like them having to go to a Barbie Collectibles Show. They wouldn't like it I'm sure, but I would.
I'm just saying that there is real potential for something to go very wrong if the crap hit the fan...HOWEVER, if something were to do down at a place like that, there would be alot of people armed and dangerous pointing a weapon at the bad guy. I mean would you want to look down the barrel of a trillion guns pointed at you? I guess it would be the same if someone dropped Barbie and stomped on her infront of everyone....It would be bad.
Yup, Legs went...to the Gun Show...just clarifiying! He called to see if I wanted to go...my answer was "No thanks". He was in a predicament. If he didn't call to say he was going he would have been in trouble, so at least he called. Right? Right. I told him to have a good time. He did. He bought a couple of guns.
He and his dad have an outfitters business near "the end of the world", Saskatchewan. I will never, ever go there because it is close to where I used to live. A place where I was chased home not once but twice. A hellish place that no white, blonde girl should ever EVER live...and if anyone wants to challenge me on this, well, let's just say I'll win. It was HELL! A scary frickin' hell. Anyway, he bought these guns to take with them next time they go up.
Legs was happy for going and I was happy for not!
Only Child Syndrome
- Fairy Mae
- The fact is this...I am a LATE thirty-something, an only child with one living parent and I hate, by the way, being an only child.
I am a drama queen and I know it, and I love it and I won't change it!
I am finally in a career that I love and I finally found someone special, just for me and my dramatic nature!
I am a horse lover. I love and ride Appaloosa horses.
I am and artsy-farts and love all aspects of the Arts and Culture. I am an Independent Stylist for Stella & Dot and love the jewels.
I have a dog who is my four legged baby, her name is Effie and I have another three legged baby and her name is Daisy.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
21 0f 365
1). Still happy with poverty level living.
2). My Spiderman Mr. Potato Head (which reminds me of....#3)
3). Potato Chips and Garlic Dip
4). Word Seek Puzzles
5). Cosmetics (I never leave home without mascara on the lids)
2). My Spiderman Mr. Potato Head (which reminds me of....#3)
3). Potato Chips and Garlic Dip
4). Word Seek Puzzles
5). Cosmetics (I never leave home without mascara on the lids)
Saturday, January 24, 2009
20 of 365
1). Dreaming of winning the lottery
2). Watching Jeff Dunham on U tube.
3). Cooking
4). Playing Scrabble with Wilma...
5). Chatting to my mom on the computer.
2). Watching Jeff Dunham on U tube.
3). Cooking
4). Playing Scrabble with Wilma...
5). Chatting to my mom on the computer.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Lottery
Oh, by the way....all the Canucks out there better go buy your 6-49 tickets...
It's a whopping 43 MILLION!!!!
What's your happy dance?
It's a whopping 43 MILLION!!!!
What's your happy dance?
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....
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....
19 of 365
1). Flu= weight loss (not the best way, but it works!)
2). Madonna - Material Girl
3). Lemon Meringue Pie
4). Holidays
5). Movie Theaters
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Waking up in the dark
For me the dark is a terrible thing. I hate the dark. It scares the crappers outta me.
Thankfully, Bronco Bruno gave me a nightlite for Christmas and it is plugged in to my hallway. Its a pretty neat little contraption. It dims when not in use. It has a sensor on it and it brightens when you get closer to it. I really like it! Thank you!!
I am scared of the dark for a few reasons. Mainly because for me, I have heard and seen things that literally "go bump in the night", and now need a light to help me through the night. When I am with someone or others in the house, then I am ok. Just when I am by myself is when the light comes in handy.
The other reason for being scared of the dark is because one early winter morning, I was to go into the horse shed to turn on the feedlot light. I thought there was a horse in the shed with me but I knew the rustling noises being made in the corner were faster movements then that of a horse....it wasn't a horse. I heard a low growl and something take off in to the other corner...I quickly flipped the outside light on and bolted out of there with a coyote fast on my heels. He went one way and I went the other screaming bloody blue murder...my mom thought it was pretty funny and laughed her a$$ off at the whole situation. I find it a little funny now, but not hysterics like she thought it was....ya, I'm not fond of the dark.
The dark has unusual shadows and stranger then normal noises.
The dark is one place I do not like to be.
The dark is a very scary place to be when you are alone and just know something is gonna go down when the little hairs on the back of your neck stand up and the dogs hackles go up and she starts barking at an object or down the hallway for no apparent reason....and things move or drop, and no one is there.
I hate the dark.
Thankfully, Bronco Bruno gave me a nightlite for Christmas and it is plugged in to my hallway. Its a pretty neat little contraption. It dims when not in use. It has a sensor on it and it brightens when you get closer to it. I really like it! Thank you!!
I am scared of the dark for a few reasons. Mainly because for me, I have heard and seen things that literally "go bump in the night", and now need a light to help me through the night. When I am with someone or others in the house, then I am ok. Just when I am by myself is when the light comes in handy.
The other reason for being scared of the dark is because one early winter morning, I was to go into the horse shed to turn on the feedlot light. I thought there was a horse in the shed with me but I knew the rustling noises being made in the corner were faster movements then that of a horse....it wasn't a horse. I heard a low growl and something take off in to the other corner...I quickly flipped the outside light on and bolted out of there with a coyote fast on my heels. He went one way and I went the other screaming bloody blue murder...my mom thought it was pretty funny and laughed her a$$ off at the whole situation. I find it a little funny now, but not hysterics like she thought it was....ya, I'm not fond of the dark.
The dark has unusual shadows and stranger then normal noises.
The dark is one place I do not like to be.
The dark is a very scary place to be when you are alone and just know something is gonna go down when the little hairs on the back of your neck stand up and the dogs hackles go up and she starts barking at an object or down the hallway for no apparent reason....and things move or drop, and no one is there.
I hate the dark.
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