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Based On A True Story...
visitor
12.31.04 (2:23 pm)
I took a break from mindless surfing on BlogExplosion to go out and feed the horses. I turned on the garage light and came face to face with this -----


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I think he (?) lives in my garage. We have a lot of skunks around here and they are fascinating. When I moved the feeding place for the cats from the barn to the garage two skunks actually came up and scratched on the door to the house. When I opened it they looked up at me like, "They said in the barn that the food had moved up here."

There were about 5 regulars around this summer but this one is the only one I've seen in the winter. They never spray. They don't care about people or cats or horses in the least. I just talk quietly and calmly to them so they know where I am and we get along great.
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horse pictures again
12.31.04 (1:38 pm)
I turned Spirit and Rosie out for a first time yesterday. They had no problems at all.

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I don't think that Rosie had ever seen a cow before. I'm not sure why there was just one cow in the next door pasture but I'm glad she only had to deal with one. She stared at it for a long time and then would run away. Then she'd sneak back towards it and start staring again. She's going to be shocked the first time she sees the whole herd.
From left to right - Spirit, Rosie (staring at cow), Nugget the neighbor horse, and the cow. Note how worried the "been there, done that" old horses are about the cow.

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Today I took my mom to see Prize. The last time she saw her was on the first day she was cantered under saddle. We were going to show off her huge improvement. So of course she was a jerk. We interrupted her breakfast and she had an attitude. Here she is waiting to get ridden. I hate putting on that western saddle. It's so heavy compared to my English one.


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My mom took at picture of me riding her. I thought about posting it but her frame isn't good and I look like a fat slob. I tried blaming it on light colored pants with a dark sweatshirt in a dark picture. My mother paused a bit too long before saying, "I'm sure its an optical illusion, dear." Yeah, I'm definately going back on the diet.
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New Year's Eve
12.31.04 (1:14 pm)
I keep forgetting that it is New Year's Eve. That shows what a party animal I am.
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The tree
12.30.04 (3:48 am)
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My tree is recovering from being encased in ice. There's a picture a few posts down to show its previous sorry state. It's still not standing all the way up but it's definately better than laying on the ground.
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delayed Christmas
12.30.04 (3:34 am)
Today, after much delay, it is going to be Christmas here. We were supposed to go to my parents' for Christmas but that didn't happen because of the weather. So today they are coming down here with the presents. Why on a Thursday you ask? First, they are teachers so they have all this week off. Second, my dad is running a race on Saturday and needs to be back. Yes, he's running on purpose along the very cold and windy coast of a large body of water on New Year's Day. This is the same man who can't understand what appeal showing horses has for me. At least I have the sense to do it when it is warm out.

There is a sport called Ride and Tie that involves two people and a horse. The first person starts running and the second rides the horse out on the same course. The rider goes awhile and then ties up the horse and starts running. The runner eventually gets to the horse, rides up past the other team member aways, dismounts, and starts running. This goes on and on until you finish the race. My dad and I have discussed it briefly. Very briefly. It sounds good while he's running and I'm riding but eventually I'd have to run and he'd have to ride. It is difficult to even imagine either of those things happening. I tried to imagine who'd have a meltdown first - my horse or my dad. It's a toss-up. The worst part is that I imagine it happening even before he gets mounted.
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horse pics
12.27.04 (4:56 am)
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That's my horse Spirit on the left and the new boarder Rosie on the right. They bonded when they were being neglected by me during the power outages. They are loose in the arena now because I haven't been able to walk the whole fence line to make sure it is ok.

Rosie's people were out yesterday. They cleaned her stall. I wasn't paying attention when they started. The contractors were using the wheelbarrow to carry assorted junk stall to stall while working. Rosie's people did not empty the wheelbarrow first. So they dumped a lot of old bolts, nails, and popcans into the compost pile. I found it after they were gone and had to pick through it all to get what I could out. What were they thinking? Yes, it was trash but you don't throw that outside. They even put a plastic ring thingy from a six pack of pop outside. Isn't that the first rule of enviromentalism? Don't throw those out without cutting them because birds get stuck and die. I thought everybody was taught that one in grade school.

They are scared to death of Rosie. I put Spirit out and she started pacing in her stall and head tossing. They slammed the door of her stall and stood there shocked. I said that she just wanted to go out with Spirit. They said that there was no way they were going into her stall with her being crazy like that. I opened her stall door. She came over and waited patiently while I put her halter on. Then we walked calmly to the arena. She's not crazy. She's just being a horse. A good horse even. I don't know how to get this through to them.
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Comfy Cat
12.27.04 (4:23 am)
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Youssou
12.26.04 (3:47 pm)
I just found out about Youssou N'Dour. I'm in love. I read a review of his new album, "Egypt" in Entertainment Weekly. It sounded good but I couldn't find it anywhere locally. I'm not surprised. He is from Senegal. EGYPT is about Islam. There's not probably a big demand in the American Mid-West.

The local library did have a copy of a previous CD NOTHING'S IN VAIN. I love it. Right now I'm listening to excerpts of EGYPT that I found through his website www.youssou.com. Since I'm back in the real world I don't have high-speed internet access anymore so it's a slow process. From the samples I think I like NOTHING'S IN VAIN more than EGYPT but it may just be the bad connection.
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diet again
12.26.04 (3:21 pm)
I'm starting my diet again. This isn't directly related to it being almost New Year's Day. That is just way to cliche for me. Some people at work are considering starting South Beach next week (probably because it is New Year's). I decided to start again because they are doing it. I lost 20 lbs on it last spring and actually enjoyed the diet. I've kept the weight off just keeping the general principles in mind but not being strict at all. Besides in my mind it will be a competition and that will keep me motivated. So, I'm posting it also as a motivator.
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Ice photos
12.25.04 (4:04 pm)
Here's a picture of my formerly 20 foot tall Eastern Redbud. I was so proud of this poor tree. It is the only one we have.

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This is a shot of my windchimes. The ice in the foreground is on the window. Look at the thickness of the ice just on the string. Is it any wonder that power lines were snapping?

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66 hours - all better
12.25.04 (3:57 pm)
At 7:00 pm we got a call from our insider at the power company telling me to get my lip balm out. If you haven't read the last post that's the guy that my husband promised me to for certain sexual favors if he got our power on today. We were out of power for 66 hours total.

We were on our way home to feed the horses so all of our stuff and the bird are still at the office. We can't bring ourselves to drive back there again tonight now that there is power here. The bird has lots of food so he's fine. We can make do without our stuff for tonight.

The inside-outside cats are in the bedroom now and are very grateful. I kept them outside because I figured they'd have a better chance of staying warm in the hay than in here. They did not appreciate my logic. I got the impression over the last few days that they considered this to be all my fault but now they are willing to forgive.

We're getting the house warmed back up now. The pipes are all fine. Luckily we haven't finished the upstairs yet so there were no pipes above ground. We are also steam-cleaning the carpet because the dog was still slightly sick and had bloody diarrhea in the MIL's sleeping area. (Would it be inappropriate to say, "That's my girl!"?) I'm waiting until the rooms warm up to clean the dog. She's not letting me out of her sight. She's finally starting to eat again. I think she was feeling better but was pretty stressed by all the moving around.
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61 hours now
12.25.04 (9:11 am)

   It's been 61 hours now since the power went out.  The power company is a client of the husband's.  He's talked to people on the inside.  They are working really hard but I wouldn't be surprised if we are out for a few more days.  He did offer a $200 bribe and sexual services from me to one person if they got us hooked up today.  I don't know whether to hope for that or not.


   So far today we've mostly been preoccupied with food.  You can't buy food on Christmas.  The store at the gas station was doing a brisk business today in coffee and donuts.  I had Ho-Hos (how festive!) and chocolate milk for breakfast.  We went home and fed the animals.  Then we grabbed a bunch of soups and other canned foods that we can microwave here.  I'm eating Imagine organic tomato soup as I type.  Then we went to the nursing home where the grandmother-in-law is.  They don't have any power either.  The plan was to drop off the MIL so she could spend the day.  But they don't have any power either so there is no cable so she didn't know what to do with herself.  (Read a book, you say?  Yeah, this is the woman who once sat staring at the TV for hours when the power went off until it came back on.  I kid you not.)


   The cautious civility between the MIL and husband described in the previous post is continuing.  It would have been better to separate today but it's not to be.  In a few hours we'll be going to a movie.  They have food there.  We are learning to be quite the little scroungers. 


   We found a hotel with openings for tomorrow night, Monday, and Tuesday.  So we have reservations for 2 rooms.  We'll stay here tonight again unless the power is fixed by the intervention of the guy that the husband promised me to for sexual favors. 


   Personally I'm happy to be in an office with many computers with high speed internet access.  I don't even really care that it's high speed.  I'm just happy that the husband and I can be on at the same time.  I never knew how easy it was it make me happy.

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adventure!
12.24.04 (5:21 pm)

   Where to start?  Our power went out Thursday at about 1:00 AM.  It's now Friday at 9:30 PM. 


   The problems started Thursday at 8 AM.  I had to go to work.  I couldn't get out of lthe driveway.  My plan was to get the husband to drive up and down the driveway a few times to clear it so my little car could get out.  He was cranky.  He couldn't get his SUV de-iced.  So he told me that there was no reason why I shouldn't be able to get out by myself.  I should know better than to believe him.  I got stuck in the driveway.  So then he had to pull me out.  Turns out once I reached someone at work I didn't have to go in because they didn't have power either.  There were over 30,000 people without power in one county alone. 


   The main problem was the cold.  I was worried about my bird.  The other problem was no water for the horses. 


   Plan number 1 - get a hotel room before they all get booked up.  Mission accomplished.  We get 2 rooms.  One for us, the bird, and the dog and one for the mother-in-law.  Fine and dandy for about 1/2 an hour until the power went out at the hotel.  Never came back on. 


  We ended up getting water hauled in from the dairy farm behind us.  They had power.  So the horses are fine.  Then we came to the husband's office.  They bought an office in a building where the previous tenant went through a nasty divorce.  He installed a shower and kitchenette so he could live here.  If he could do it so could we.  We got blankets and air mattresses and camped out.  All kinds of people were here.  There were people staying on every floor.


  This morning we went and fed the horses and cats.  We went out to eat.  I went to the grocery store and it was crazy.  Everyone was being nice but it was super crowded.  I was in line next to a girl who got a call on her cell phone that a tree just fell on her car.  She had a total meltdown.  The Kroger people had to come escort her to the pharmacy checkout so they could get her out of the store because she was causing such a scene. 


  Anyway, I was still in a pretty good mood even though I'd been trapped in close proximity to the husband and mother-in-law for a day at this point.  But then she started getting on my nerves.  I don't even remember why now.  I think she was just talking a lot about stuff she didn't know anything about like always.  But I was still being good. 


  We went to a movie.  We were the only ones in the theater.  I could tell the husband was having a bit too much togetherness with her too.  We drove back home to feed again.  Part of our road has power now but not us.  I was actually looking forward to coming back to the office for the high-speed internet access.  But the husband found a bed and breakfast with a room.  I didn't want to go because I knew we'd be cooped up in close quarters.  We went there and he agreed with me.  I went in to tell the owner.  I told him that we had had too much togetherness and if we stayed in one small room someone would die.  He laughed.  By the time I got back to the car all hell had broken loose.  They were screaming at each other.  They argue like a couple of three year olds.  "Did not!"  "Did too!" etc.  I kept my mouth shut.  She started yelling about how we both hate her.  The husband stuck up for me by saying that she was fighting with him not me because I hadn't said anything.  Then she said that I should be yelling at him for being rude.  I was trying so hard not to laugh.  They absolutely refused to let each other have the last word. 


  "I'm not talking to you anymore so shut up!"


   "Good because I don't want to hear you anymore!"


   "You can't talk to me like that so shut up!"


  And on and on.  I wanted to tell them both to grow up.  But I understand where the husband gets his inability to fight normally from now.  It also explains the way he doesn't make any sense when he fights.  Actual quote from the MIL - "I won't talk to you the rest of the night.  (Pause)  So, what am I going to do now tonight if I don't even have you to talk to?"  What???? 


   She kept saying that she wanted him to drop her off at the house.  She'd sleep there.  Personally, I would have done it.  That's my raising coming out.  My dad dropped my brother off on the side of the road out in the middle of nowhere once because he told him that he wouldn't dare do it.  My brother was about 7 at the time.  He went back for him eventually.  Point being - Don't be so melodramatic.  Right now they are being cautiously civil to each other. 


   When I was composing this post in my mind before the big fight it was based on how many things I found to be grateful for in this strange situation. 


  I'm grateful for:


   1.  Money - this time last year we would have been hard pressed to have the money for all these meals out, camping supplies, etc. 


   2.  The SUV - as much as it pains me to type that it does come in handy in this kind of weather.


   3.  Neighbors with power so we can get water. 


   4.  The husband owning an office with all the amenities of home. 


   5.  Anyplace warm enough for a tropical bird. 


At one point last night we were considering getting arrested because the jail had power.  Maybe if they kill each other that is still a possibility.  I'm actually having fun.  It's an adventure. 

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Yule
12.21.04 (4:24 pm)
Happy Yule! My husband gave me a Yule gift today. That's not because he's decided to celebrate pagan holidays but because once he buys a gift he has an overwhelming need to give it immediately. I got a cell phone. I had one a few years ago but gave it up because the coverage was bad. Now I've officially joined the 21st century again.

Right now I'm baking muffins to give to the people I work with tomorrow. I also bought gourmet dog bones to give to the staff dogs who come to work.
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Rosie
12.20.04 (1:25 pm)
I picked up the Rosie, new boarder. Dear God. That about sums it up.

They warned me that she didn't load. That horse loads just fine. If they would have handed me the horse we would have been on our way in five minutes. The problem is the people don't load well. Here's the cast - Grandpa (G) is my husband's business partner and knows nothing about horses, Mom (M) knows nothing, Daughter (D) is 16 so therefore knows everything. I knew this going in but what I didn't know is that they are all afraid of the horse.
D leads horse out of stall. I had offered a nice warm blanket. Huge production to get it on. Much wailing of "Oh, she's afraid of it. Must go slow!" while horse stands still. Get blanket on with zero fuss (from the horse at least). D leads horse to trailer. Horse walks right in. I had explained to D not to tie up the horse. This is because if the bars behind the horse are not secured and the horse tries to back out while tied we have big problems. Safety first and all. So horse is in the trailer while D putzes around doing God only knows what. Horse gets bored and backs out of trailer. Commence wailing, "I told you she'd freak!" etc. etc. D puts horse back in stall "to calm down." I walk up to perfectly calm horse and whisper, "I'm not afraid of you so don't try this crap with me." Horse rubs up against my hand. I believe we understand each other.
D takes horse to indoor arena to lunge her to get her to calm down. I sit in warm truck. When we are ready to try again horse goes right into trailer. I talk D through backing away from horse and shutting the divider behind her. All is well and good. Now we just need to go to the side and tie up horse. But wait, horse turns to look out the back of the trailer and puts her head between the bars of the divider. This has never happened to me before. Horse is perfectly calm. We try to get her to back her head out. Nothing doing. I'm in there trying to back her head up when she raises her head and lifts the divider off the hinges. It is still hooked on one side but the other side is now being worn as a necklace. Horse and I look at each other. We both have the same "Well, shit," expression. I ask for some assistance. Get D to unlatch the other side of the divider. Then we gingerly try to lift divider over her head. While doing this M realizes what is going on and yells for D to come out of the trailer because she doesn't want her in there where she might get hurt.

1. The horse is at this moment perfect calm. Yelling can only change that.
2. A quick glance at the situation shows me that the most likely person to die if this goes badly is me, not D.
3. It's your horse tearing apart my trailer and putting my life potentially at risk so you're staying right in here with me, thank you very much.

So we get the divider off the horse and close the back gates. But now horse is loose in there. That would normally not be a problem but this horse just stuck her head through a divider so who knows what else she'll do if left to her own devices? It takes a while but eventually she turns around and we get her tied.

I drive the horse home. D asks me to park closer to the barn so the horse won't have to walk so far because (in unison now) "She might freak." I say she'll be fine. I take control of the unloading procedure. Am told that as soon as we open the back gate she'll jump out and if we try to back her out civilized-like (you guessed it) she'll freak. She doesn't. At no point during the day did this horse freak. At no point did this horse ever considering freaking. She occasionally stopped and refused to move and had moments where she appeared to have shit for brains but the only freaking was done by M and D. They are very accomplished at it.

I am a wimp. I understand being afraid of what a horse may do because I have one who coined the term "freak." But this is ridiculous. They are terrified of this horse. The problem is she knows it and they would never admit it. I would love to get D to do some ground work with her. I don't know how open she is to suggestions for improvement. Maybe I'm all wrong and this horse is crazy but I've never seen it. I think she's picking up the high energy from the people. I know they were making me jumpy.

This ought to be interesting. By the way, she's for sale. If you're in the market disregard all I've said. She's the bestest horse ever.
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christmas light phobia
12.20.04 (6:41 am)
I hate Christmas lights. I can tolerate white non-flashing lights. In tasteful displays I may even find some beauty in them. Alas, around here there are not many tasteful displays to be found.

I trace my hatred of Christmas lights to childhood trauma. My room and my brother's room faced the road. My parents put a strand of multicolored flashing lights around each of our windows. We went to bed early - no later than nine. But, the lights were not allowed to be unplugged until the parents went to bed around 11. Presumably this was so the world passing by our house would not be cheated out of our display of two strands of Christmas lights. So imagine laying in bed, trying to sleep, but every time you close your eyes you can still see FLASH, pause, FLASH, pause, over and over in all it's technocolor glory through your eyelids. No matter how much you beg the parents will not let you unplug those lights. Some 6th sense alerts them if you try. Is it any wonder that both my brother and I greet people with a Merry Bah Humbug to this day? I think not.

My brother had the best revenge. One year my mother didn't take the lights down. I guess it was going to save decorating time the next year. So my brother about age 6 decided to turn his lights on (in non-flashing mode) for the entire month of July. You wouldn't believe how many people commented about those lights to my mother. Seemed like you couldn't go out of the house without someone asking why there were Christmas lights on her house in July. She just started explaining that she was raising a crazy child and people accepted it. But it noticeably dampened her enthusiasm for flashing lights the next Christmas. So, I am eternally grateful to my brother. His bit of craziness for one month saved me from going entirely out of my head for the rest of my growing-up years.
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bassas da india and moyette
12.20.04 (4:30 am)
BlogExplosion has come up with yet another way for me to waste time. They ever so kindly sent me an email this morning letting me know that I can now see a listing of their blogs by country. So nosy me goes there to see what's going on in other countries. I don't know what I expected. It's not like you can come to this site and find out about the state of the US. (In Ohio it's bloody cold today. 2 degrees F last time I checked.) But I did find out that I had never heard of two countries listed. Bassas da India and Mayotte. I did a search and found the CIA World Factbook. http://www.cia.gov/cia/public... Who knew the CIA would turn out to be so useful? Now that I'm educated I'll pass it along. Bassas da India and Mayotte are islands located in Southern Africa, in the Mozambique Channel, about one-half of the way from northern Madagascar to northern Mozambique. They are former French colonies and still are sort of tied to France even though they are independant. Now I can count all this time wasting as education.

My plans for today:

I was supposed to have a lesson but it was going to be cancelled if it was under 20. Did I mention that it's 2 degrees? That's not Celcius either.

I am supposed to go pick up my new boarder. She's only a 15 minute ride away but I'm worried about the cold. I have a stock trailer with open slits on the side. Nice and cool in the summer and very cold in the winter. I can bundle her up with heavy blankets so hopefully she won't freeze to death on the way home. I also hear that she doesn't load well. Great. I'd like to think that I'd sit in a warm running vehicle while her owners try to load her in the freezing cold but I know it won't turn out that way.
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Indian lawyer
12.19.04 (3:18 pm)
I was at the husband's Christmas party last night. For the record I hate his Christmas party. Always supremely boring. Last night we had the added "You're a vegetarian? So you don't eat ANY meat?" conversation. Because they ordered a dinner with four different entrees. All of them were meat. They did have a salad and two different types of potatoes so I was ok. But it was strange because we planned where to go for the Christams party at an employee's wedding where we also had the vegetarian conversation.

Anyway, the point is that they have an Indian employee. The husband casually mentioned that they needed to hire an experienced immigration lawyer in order to handle employing him legally. That's men for you. They don't think to mention important details like, "Oh by the way honey, I know a lawyer who is experienced in Indian immigration in case we every find ourselves in need of such of thing." Like adopting an Indian child. Like we are planning to do as soon as we kick out the mother-in-law. I would have shared that immediately.
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alien abduction
12.19.04 (3:08 pm)
I just found out that I have 17 of the 58 signs that I may have been abducted by aliens. I don't think this is a very good score because the signs are very vague and often contradictory - i.e. you are very interested in aliens or else you are not interested.

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Isn't the internet wonderful?
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cookie cutters and other stuff
12.19.04 (9:44 am)
It is absolutely impossible to buy a cookie cutter in this town. You can buy a set of 100 cookie cutters but you can't buy one. I went everywhere. Only WalMart had cookie cutters at all and they only had round ones. I just use a glass for that.

I had someone come to this blog from a Google search for "wife sex hard vacation true story." I'm sure he was disappointed.

I tried to dress up nice the other day to go shopping instead of wearing dirty jeans and a sweatshirt. I managed to get hit on by a homeless guy. I'm not sure it was worth the effort.

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celebrity
12.17.04 (4:10 am)
I just saw a blog with the poll, "If you could be a female celebrity for 1 day which one would you like to be?" The choices were Jennifer Aniston, Pamela Anderson, Britney Spears, Paris Hilton, and Liv Tyler. Most people were picking Jennifer Aniston for the Brad Pitt factor but I think if I had to pick one I'd be Paris Hilton. It would only take me one day to give a lot of money to charity, spend a lot, and hold a press conference to apologize for ever being in the public eye.
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stall picture
12.17.04 (4:03 am)
It's a dark picture but this is Spirit in one of the new stalls. The back needs to be cut out to access the window. We are also eventually going to open up a window in between the stalls. I don't like having that "in jail" feeling.

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my week
12.16.04 (10:56 am)
I have been a total blog slacker this week. Nothing all that exciting has happened. Here's the highlights....

STALLS

Monday morning I left a message on the contractor's cell phone about my horse almost freezing to death at night because he can't come in where it is warmer. This is not actually true. In fact the horse would rather stay out in the cold with the next door neighbor horse but there's no reason why the contractor needs to know that. By that night they had rigged up one stall in a manner that they believed would last the night. I had my doubts but brought Spirit inside. He was so angry that he didn't even eat his grain for several hours but the stall held. Tuesday night he came in and ate his grain immediately. Then he had a temper tantrum. By this time there were two stalls up. Last night he came in, ate his grain, had a token tantrum, and settled down. There should be four stalls by this weekend so we can go pick up the boarder. We don't want her in until this phase of construction is finished. She has been kept inside for 2 years. We can't turn her out so they can work until she is slowly acclumated to being outside and grazing without getting sick.

WORK

I think the boss is trying to ignore the fact that I want my hours cut. I keep reminding him. At the other clinic I work with a very key person is quitting. Not good. I'm trying to get her to apply to my other clinic because I like her.

BASEMENT CONSTRUCTION

My husband's extra large TV came today. It is sitting downstairs where it will be specially built into the wall whenever the contractors finish my stalls and go back to the basement. The husband is in love.

PAMPERING

I have a massage in 45 minutes. My shoulder started hurting again yesterday. It was the same place that hurt after my fall in May. I have no idea what I did. I tried a new yoga tape last night that I got on Amazon for $0.35. It seems like it fixed it but I still get the massage. It's just for enjoyment now!
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selfish post
12.13.04 (5:15 am)
I just found the most unbelieveable post on a BlogExplosion site. When I first started reading I thought it was a joke. It starts out talking about coming home from church and finding out that the maid ran away. I figured this was written by an American woman complaining about the state of her house. But it is written by an 18 year old girl in Singapore and the maid really ran away. The writer is put out that she doesn't have a maid now. She mentions that her mother holds the maid's passport so she can't legally go home. She doesn't seem to find anything wrong with it. The whole thing is really sad. I feel bad for the maid of course who obviously is running away for good reason but I also feel sorry for the writer because she has no idea how messed up she is.

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sidesaddle clinic
12.12.04 (12:17 pm)
I survived! There were 5 horses in the clinic. The first two and their riders had done this before so they saddled up first. Prize was the first one that had never done this. They found a saddle to fit her and I took her to the middle of the arena to lunge her. The new saddle didn't faze her at all. So then I had to get on. I am the most wussy rider I know. Good thing I was trying this in public were I had to do it and couldn't wimp out like I probably would have in private. They didn't want us to use the left stirrup when mounting if at all possible. So they put us on a huge mounting block so we could just step over the back. I did that and Prize just stood there. Then I had to put my right leg over. Scary but I did it. The saddle didn't fit me well at all so they had to do a lot of temporary padding. It still wasn't great. They led me around for a bit and then turned me loose. Very scary! They kept saying that I would be more secure than astride but I never experienced that feeling. If I had a better fitting saddle it would probably be better. Also, I have to realize that I was probably even more unsteady the first time I rode astride. I just walked. I tried to trot but Prize didn't understand. When I cued her with one leg she thought she should canter. I was absolutely not ready for that so our attempts to trot usually went, "Trot!" pause "AAAAAHHHHHH! Stop!" If I had been more secure I could have ridden her through it but we'll try that later. She started to get frustrated because she couldn't figure out what I wanted so I quit trying. But we were class champions in the sidepass and pretty darn good at leg yielding. We weaved through cones and walked over a slightly raised log too.
She didn't kick anyone. She pinned her ears a lot at one horse. We need to work on getting along better with other horses. But overall she was on her absolutely best behavior!
I'm sore today in my right calf and hamstring. I think I'd like to try it again. The clinic host and I may pair up to take lessons from the clinic instructor. She is willing to travel to us for very cheap mileage and a very low lesson charge.
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sidesaddle tomorrow!
12.10.04 (9:22 am)
I'm off soon to pick up Prize from the trainer's for the sidesaddle clinic. A huge part of me is saying "I'm going to die." Think this is a problem?(":?")

She has secured stabling at the barn where the clinic is tomorrow. (Poor homeless horse!) This is good because it will give her a chance to get situated and have a good look round before she has to behave and act like she has some sense. She's always been a bit of a showoff in new places and around other horses but we've been working her a lot with horses in the small indoor at the trainer's so she is much better. I'm just nervous because this is her first test of everything she's learned. I'd be fine if I was riding her normally. But with me learning a brand new skill too (and I'm a serious wimp) I'd really like to be able to feel like I can totally trust her.

I've told the clinic organizers that she's young and green so if she's an idiot I will blame it on that.

I'll report back in tomorrow. Hopefully it will be a blast!
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veg. blogs
12.10.04 (4:52 am)
I found some great vegetarian food blogs yesterday.

Check out 101 Cookbooks http://www.101cookbooks.com for great recipes.

Asian Vegan http://asianvegan.blogspot.co... has vegan and vegetarian asian dishes. The only problem I have with this site is that it doesn't list the actual recipe. It says stuff like we had noodles with these ingredients over it. If you are an intuitive cook a list of the basic ingredients is fine but for some of the harder stuff I don't know that I could make i taste good.
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fashionista
12.09.04 (12:12 pm)
I"m turning into a fashionista. That is if you can be a fashionista without wearing any fancy clothes. It is all WHAT NOT TO WEAR's fault. First I watched on BBC and now on TLC. I know all kinds of stuff about what to wear for my body type. When I go shopping I am only attracted to clothes that are way out of my price range. But they would look so good on me...

Now I'm developing a shoe and accessory fetish.

It isn't helping matters that I usually get to see a secondhand copy of Vogue every month. At first I was like "You got to be kidding!" when I read it but now it seems to be making sense.

I need help.

In my fanstasies I am the kind of person who goes out in WNTW's idea of casual - blazer, shirt, khakis, and sensible heels with pointy toes. In reality I'm lucky if both my sweatshirt and jeans are free of animal hair, mud, and other unmentionable animal by-products. But now I know I look like crap. Before I was a happy slob. Knowledge is a dangerous thing.
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idiot part 2
12.09.04 (10:30 am)
The husband came back. He's super mad. Turns out he's not so much mad at me as at the contractor. I guess he said he would be here early but he didn't show up. Dan arranged to have his new super big screen TV delivered today because the contractor said he'd be here to let them in. He wasn't and now we have to pay to have the TV delivered again. This is on top of him showing up without all the supplies that he said he was buying before he got here. It is 3:30 pm and they are just starting to work for the day. I went out and yelled. It was sort of good cop - bad cop with the husband. It's not going to make a difference.
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idiot
12.09.04 (10:11 am)
Every day since they tore the stalls out of my barn I've asked if they are going to have the stalls back in for this weekend. This weekend I'm bringing my horse home from the trainer to go to a sidesaddle riding clinic. Every day the answer has been "Yeah, yeah, don't worry about it." I come home from work today and there are no stalls. I call the husband who is out shopping with the contractor. I ask about the stalls being done tomorrow. He gets mad at me. He says there is no way there will be stalls up by tomorrow - why would I think there would be? Uh, because every day I've asked you and every day you said yes?

So now I'm scrambling. The horse is two hours from the clinic barn. If I absolutely had to I could drive out there and pick her up and then get to the clinic before the early morning start time. But my horse is not a morning person. This has been a problem at early morning shows. I want her in the best mood possible for this clinic. They said that there were stalls available there. Hopefully, they still have some. I've emailed the organizers.

I'm going to kill that man. I don't talk a lot so you'd think he could actually manage to listen to the words I do say. Instead he just chooses a random answer and says it. Then I go and make plans based on his made up answers. Then he accuses me of never having told him that I was planning anything.
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Holier than Thou!
12.08.04 (3:35 pm)
Happy Hannukah!


Here's an update on the job front. Last week I told my boss that I wanted my hours cut back. We are working on that. I have been feeling much better since that chat. I feel like there will be resolution. I no longer have had an urge to stab people by the middle of Wednesday. Until today. Today I wanted to stab someone at 5 minutes after 8. I got there at 8. The annoying perky receptionist was out front. I was in an adjoining room. A client asked after the health of the boss. He was in the hospital last week. That's all she asked. The exact quote was, "How is Dr. X?"

The annoying perky receptionist replied, "I'm the most spiritual person who works here so I've been praying."

I was floored. I believe I actually swore out loud. I could not believe the arrogance of someone to actually claim to be the most spiritual person around. Aren't spiritual people supposed to be humble? That doesn't even touch the arrogance of implying that the only reason he is fine is because she was praying for him.

It makes me mad all over again every time I think of it. I've decided that I should learn acupuncture so whenever I have an urge to stab people I can channel it constructively.
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it's not just me!
12.07.04 (3:55 pm)
I feel much better now about my lack of pop culture knowledge. Ever since I ask about MILF I've had at least one hit a day from people searching for the exact same thing. I'm glad to know that my ignorance is helping others.
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windy
12.07.04 (3:45 pm)
There were high wind advisories for my area all day today. We just got the barn doors back on from the last storm. All day I worried about my new barn doors. The husband and I went out to eat after work mostly because neither one of us wanted to come home and look for damage. We went home and checked out the barn. It all seems fine but it was dark. Then I hear metal slapping against something. It was coming from the house. Yep, the wind pulled the joints off the tops of some of the eaves of my roof. That's all I can really see because it is dark. I called the insurance company again. We're back in the system. We had three and a half days of everything repaired and here we go again.
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I'm Hot!
12.06.04 (2:20 pm)
I'm a hot blog! I've never been that before. I think that means that I've been spending way too much time surfing BlogExplosion but thanks to all the readers anyway.

We got cement today. My aisle is all concrete and we are waiting for it to set. Yes, a cat has already run across it incurring the wrath of my husband. As he stated it, "I tried to kill her but she's too fast." Now, this cat loves him more than anything and at the time he said this she was laying on his chest. I made them both apologize to each other so we have a truce. The real interesting part will be to see how many raccoon and skunk tracks are in it tomorrow morning.
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movies today
12.05.04 (11:42 am)
I watched two movies today about children being uprooted from their families and native cultures. That's not the most comforting thing to watch while considering international adoption. The two movies were RABBIT-PROOF FENCE and DAUGHTER FROM DANANG.

RABBIT-PROOF FENCE is about the Australian government's decision to take part-white Aborginal children from their parents and raise them in white society. The goal was to have them marry white people and eventually "breed the black out" of them. This movie is based on the true story of three girls that run away and go back to their family.

DAUGHTER FROM DANANG is about a girl who was part of Operation Babylift in 1975. This operation took Amerasian kids out of Vietnam and placed them with families in the states. I knew a kid growing up who was part of this. The girl in the movie was 6 at the time of the airlift. She was raised in Tennessee. I think this movie was more disturbing because it is a documentary. The neighbors that were interviewed about her life in TN came across as complete and total racist idiots. This is something I've worried about with adoption. I live in a 99% white county. Should I be taking a child who looks like everyone else in her home country and move her to the U.S. where she will experience racism? There is a scene with an American adoption worker trying to talk Vietnamese families into giving up their kids. It's awful. Just about the time I'm convinced that the American adoption industry is made up of the scum of the earth, the girl in the movie finds her birth mother and goes to Vietnam to be reunited with her family. After the initial excitement of seeing her they start hitting her up for money. She decides that she was lucky to be taken out of Vietnam and given the opportunities that she has had. It is a pretty unsettling movie.
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Secret Santa
12.05.04 (11:02 am)
This is sort of a cool idea. You submit your amazon wish list. On 12/10 you will get a link to another person's wishlist. You buy something under $10 and in return you get something from your list too.

http://www.thinkblank.com/santa2004/" title="http://www.thinkblank.com/santa2004/" target="_blank"http://www.thinkblank.com/san...
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the Olsen dream
12.05.04 (9:36 am)
Certain people in this dream will not be discussed by name because the last thing I want is for search engines to pick up this listing. This place would be teeny-bopper central.

I can not even begin to explain this dream. I'm not even sure I should try. Here it goes.

There was more of the dream before this but I can't remember it except to say that it was totally unrelated to this. I'm in a basement where there are two bedrooms connected by a bathroom. I'm standing in one bedroom and a teenager comes in. It is one of those Olsen girls but for the life of me I don't know which is which. Apparently, in this dream I'm related to them but I haven't spent much time with them. I ask which one she is. She answers but I don't understand her. I think it would be rude to ask again so I pretend I understand. We start a conversation about how to tell them apart. She is pointing out areas that are different. She points to her chin and says, "See?" I say that it might help to see her next to her sister for purpose of comparison. I know this because I work at a place with two kittens that are identical but one is a darker orange than the other. I can't tell who is who if they aren't side by side for comparison. Her sister isn't there right now so we start looking for a picture. There are a lot of magazines lying around but none of them have a picture of them. I'm surprised by this and comment on it because they seem to be on every magazine at the grocery store. I say that for these purposes it was very helpful for one of them to have dyed her hair brown recently because it made a more significant difference between them but since I never knew which was the blonde and which was brown it made no practical difference to me. I said that I knew they had different hair colors because they are on every cover in the grocery store line so why doesn't this copy of People have a picture of them? She accepted this. At this point the other one came in and they continued trying to teach me the difference. They were both blonde again. I just was not getting it. They were coming up with all kinds of ways to tell that wouldn't work. Like one was more likely to ride horses bareback so she might have white horse hair on her pants. I said that it would be terribly rude if I happened to run into one of them at a formal function and didn't know their names, being a relative and all.

I don't get it. Where would that come from? I did spend time yesterday trying to find a way to tell those kittens apart if they weren't side by side. I never did come up with a way. Maybe my brain was still puzzling over that.
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name change
12.05.04 (9:09 am)
I changed the name for the blog at least temporarily. Did I Say That Out Loud? was what I came up with when I was signing up for tblog and the first thing I needed was a title. Title? Who knew blogs had titles? I wasn't even entirely sure that I knew what a blog was at the time. Now that I'm used to typing insanely personal things here for the whole world to see it doesn't seem to fit anymore.

This is a bit of an homage to the husband who tells me that every movie is based on a true story. The more outrageous the story the more he'll claim it's true. Harry Potter, The Terminator, and Armageddon? All true. Yeah, he is a bit strange......

I should go outside now. I haven't checked in with the construction crew to see what kind of damage they are doing. They had a really good idea last night about sliding the stalls over 6 inches to make them fit the space better. Why didn't I think of that? If you are terribly interested in all this there is a new photo album posted on Webshots. Check out the My Photos link on the right to see the work in progress.
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talk slowly to me
12.04.04 (1:22 pm)
I'm totally showing my ignorance here but what does MILF stand for? I've figured out SAHM and WOHM but MILF has me stumped. I'm sure it's obvious once you tell me and I'm going to feel stupid so talk slowly and pat me on the head.
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lighting the night
12.04.04 (1:09 pm)
The husband came in to grab a pole light from the basement construction site to move it to the barn construction site. That gave me the opportunity to use the line that I've been dying to say since they started working out there.

"Gee, wouldn't it be easier to work at night if there were more lights out there?"

The same contractor who is now struggling to work out there in the dark was hired two years ago to put lights in my barn. He got 4 up. Those 4 light a 24 x 24 area very well. Too bad the barn is 130 x 84.

The husband seems to be running out of humor because he just sort of grunted and started muttering about framing aisleways being a bitch. Seems the whole barn base isn't level. Think I've been complaining about that since original construction but who noticed? Apparently no one.
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pet peeve
12.04.04 (12:51 pm)
Here's my biggest pet peeve of the day.

People who brag about how much they paid for their dog while they are refusing medical service for that same dog. Today for example it went like this:

Dog owner: "I paid $1000 for this dog."
Me: "Here's the fracture. The best way to fix this is to place a pin in the bone..."
Dog onwer: "No."

A variation on this is "I went all the way to _________ (insert state that is not the one you are currently in) to get this dog." I can promise this will be followed closely by a no to any medical help the dog needs.

It seems that people who easily volunteer the price of the dog without being asked feel that for that price they should be guarranteed a life time supply of health with no accidents. They also feel that the vet should be impressed by the quality of the animal. Most of the time said animal tends to be of such poor quality that I have to stop myself from saying, "Man, did you ever get ripped off."
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Manly men, cookies, and babies
12.03.04 (12:56 pm)
So far today the barn floor has been leveled. At least the stall area. The doors are back on the arena. To do that they had to rip off the front part of the barn becuase they found out that the roof was partially lifted off the walls by the storm too. The skylights are back in. Prize's window is fixed. Let me tell you I stayed inside. You can feel the waves of testosterone wafting up here from the barn. Boys with rented equipment are a dangerous thing. They keep giving themselves rides in the bucket of the bobcat. At least for the door guys this is just another days work and not just fun. But the husband and our contractor are eyeing the scissors lift the real builders have with envy.


I made cookies. I watched a show about cookie swaps on Food Network last night and got in a baking mood. I started with Monkey Cookies (banana) from AllHomemadeCookies.com. Finished them and hated them. Had no flavor. Made some oatmeal raisin bars and hated them too. Then I made red velvet cookies. These had cream cheese frosting. Using the theory that there is almost nothing that can not be improved by the addition of cream cheese frosting I dunked one of the Monkey Cookies in the bowl. Wonderful!


I won a contest. I named a baby! I was surfing on BlogExplosion and found this http://soporverity.blogspot.c... He had a baby name suggestion contest. I found out today that I won. The girl will be called Anna. I love that name. If I had a girl I'd name her Anna. Maybe I should arrange to borrow the kid for a few hours at a time every 6 months or so. It could be like joint custody.
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The Great Trivia Contest
12.03.04 (10:46 am)
Ok, maybe not that great of a contest but entertaining at least. I got a book of trivia questions for my birthday and I want to share. No prizes involved except the joy of knowing that you are smarter than all those other bloggers out there. Leave your guesses in the comments. No fair looking up the answers either!

Question 1

Who signed Major Clark Gable's army discharge papers in 1944?
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Inkblots
12.03.04 (5:43 am)
I just took this incredibly long Inkblot test. http://web.tickle.com/tests/i...
Apparently there are a lot of perverts of there because they kept asking me if I could see naughty bits when all I was seeing was bunnies riding stick horses. But the analysis was pretty accurate.

Heather, your subconscious mind is driven most by Self-protection

You are emotionally reserved and private. You typically keep your cool during arguments and rarely reveal personal information that you later regret.

On the surface, you appear very serene. Inside however, you may sometimes feel detached or disconnected from the world around you. The upside of this is that you are not the sort of person to easily lose your temper. You think about things rationally rather than get swept up in emotions. You also remain calm in the toughest of situations.

Your psyche is very unique; the more you learn about it, the more you will understand who you really are.

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building goes on....
12.03.04 (4:21 am)
Today's a big day for barn improvement. The builders showed up at 8:00 AM to replace the doors and skylights that were ripped off in a storm in August. Finally!

At 10:00 AM the rented bobcat is coming to be used to smooth the entire barn floor in preparation for rebuilding the stalls.

At 2:00 PM the gravel is coming to be spread down in the stalls.

I'm not sure when the cement is scheduled but I know it is only going around the stall area and in the aisle. That way it will stop water from coming in and the wood can be secured to it but the horses don't need to stand on it. And I get a nice paved aisle that I thought I'd have to wait years to get.

I'm off work today so I can be here to stop any damn fool ideas before they get started.
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barn construction
12.02.04 (12:04 pm)
I was working today and got a phone call from the husband. He was home supervising the construction of stalls. He was calling to say that there is water under the stall mats and we need to do something about it. Personally, I think I've been saying that for 2 years but let's not quibble over details. Their solution (they being husband and the contractor - neither of whom know one end of a horse from the other) is to lay down a cement pad under the stalls. This was announced to me on the phone. I think they thought that they were being good boys for letting me in the loop.

Me: "Absolutely not!"
Husband: "Why not?"
Me: "Because cement is the worst thing in the world for a horse to have to stand on."

Now I'm a crusader on this one. If you want to push my buttons getting me talking about horses being forced to stand on concrete floors. He could not understand why I was being so unreasonable. I tried to explain in several different ways. He's getting madder and madder about my unreasonableness. I suggest cement around the walls of the barn and filling the stalls with gravel that we can put the mats over. He says no. Big fight. It would have been much more energetic on my part if there wasn't a lady with 2 little Pomeranians waiting for me in the exam room and listening to every word. Hang up with it unresolved. I go and see the two waiting appointments. Husband calls back. I'm ready to fight now. I go into a back office.

Me: "Hello."
Husband: "You are absolutely right."
Me: "What?"
H: "We got an expert second opinion."
Me: "Huh?"
H: "I called your mom. Her cell number is on my phone so I called her to prove you wrong."

Turns out that my mother told him to listen to me whenever there was any question about the welfare of the horses and that my idea of minimum cement was good. Furthermore, even though it was my idea to do it that way he had to call me back and make sure that I still liked that idea before he did ANYTHING to the barn. Go Mom! I called my mom later and she said he tried to give her all kinds of reasons why cementing the barn was good and she just kept saying, "No" until he got it through his head that he wasn't winning this one.

This is why I say that he can never retire. He takes a day off work and gets himself into all kinds of trouble. Imagine what he would do if he had all the time in the world to think up things.
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