Friday, July 30, 2010

Britches Blow-Out

Last night my ride on Austin did not go quite as planned. Let me just give you the picture now and get it over with...
What you are no longer seeing is the seat of my pants, yes, only I am capable of falling from a horse and in the process rip the entire butt area off my pants. Alias, I am getting ahead of myself. I arrived at the barn, tack Austin, decide it is rather warm in the arena, let us start in the pasture doing hill work. Three times down the hill and back, Austin is tiring of hill work, I tell him, just two more times. That I would soon learn was two times too many!

Down the hill at a walk, back up, Austin decided that trotting was more his speed, we hit a dip in the pasture and he decided cantering was now more his speed. Allow me to briefly explain the pasture, it is terraced, with dips. We are now cantering and he hits another dip, this = PISSED, he jumped, he bucked, he jumped, he kicked out, he bucked and I fell off.

An almost 40 year old does not like to see the ground rushing up toward her from a good 5 to 6 feet off the ground. I know exactly what you are thinking, 5 feet it is not that far to fall, please remember, I am not a stunt person that has been taught to fall. As I am falling, I am not thinking tuck and roll, I am thinking, this is not going well at all!

To add insult to injury, do you think that Austin stops once I am down...

NO

I call out for him, he looks back and keeps running, right back to the barn. Thankfully, I was able to extract myself from the ground, determine that all major limbs were attached, back was still in working order and my phone had magically landed next to me. I said to myself; "I must get back on"! As I am walking toward the gate, I am thinking wow what a breeze there is in my rear region, that is when I look back. Imagine my surprise, instead of seeing cloth, I see bareness.

There are not words to described what went through my mind, knowing that my rear was hanging out for all to see. Luckily, only the dogs and horses were subjected to my rear. Of course, my next thought was how am I to ride with no pants. I said again, "this is not going as planned"! I found a towel and wrapped it around me, I was still trying to determine how I could ride with a towel wrapped around me when my brain must have decided to turn back on. One cannot ride, safely, while a towel is wrapped around them.

Several Lessons have been taken from this incident:
  1. I, GB, need an extra pair of pants at the barn!
  2. Austin does not care for hill work!
  3. Austin is a runner, so much for standing over me worrying if I am alive and moving!
  4. Always wear a helmet!
That is my story and I am sticking to it!

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Waiting

This is what the furs do while I am home and Doodle has not arrived yet...

Monday, July 26, 2010

Wishing for Rain

We have not had much rain lately. Currently it is thundering and lightening.

I just love storms, the power of the earth and universe is amazing. As much as I love listening to the storm, I would much rather have some rain to go with it!








I ran outside and took these photos from our front yard. I am still working on getting a photo of lightening, it is much harder than it appears.




Saturday, July 24, 2010

Weekend Update


Friday night we attended the symphony under the stars. The ASO presented Broadway Rocks, it was a great concert with world class singers performing some of the most memorable Broadway songs. We thought we were getting a great package deal with lawn chairs and what was advertised as "picnic baskets" for each of us. The picnic basket turned out to be one of the following:


Hamburger
Hot Dog
Polish Sausage (glorified hot dog)
Chicken Tenders

In my humble opinion that is not picnic basket fare. Once we ate our "picnic baskets" we spread the blanket, set-up the chairs and proceeded to sweat profusely! Okay, we really did enjoy the evening, although it was very warm and humid. The singers were wonderful and the symphony is always soothing to listen to.
We went with a couple of friends... it was so humid the camera lens fogged up, but at least I did take their picture... They are a great couple and we really enjoyed the evening.


The remainder of the weekend was just as hot and humid, we did manage to get the yard work completed, including pulling more weeds than DB thought necessary. Our tomato plant has died in this heat, the last bunch of tomatoes were not good. Apparently with temperatures above 90, the pollination does not take place effectively and they just rotted on the vine.

Sunday we headed to the mall, it has been such a long time that I have been shopping... the horror of shopping. I have not been that depressed in awhile, I am definitely getting old, everything looked so young, so frilly, so flowery, and so not me! Everything I liked, was of course, not on sale. I gave up on the clothes and instead we purchased steak knives that we have needed badly and a couple of replacement pans. What does that say about us when we get excited about getting new pans.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Finger Covers or Shen Condoms

The medication for Peanuts thyroid problem must be placed on the inside of her ears (the only place cats are hairless). Bet you did not know that one! Because this medication regulates her thyroid, you have to wear gloves to handle it. I never remember to purchase gloves and due to the fact, they are expensive to only be used once, we have improvised and have been using plastic wrap.

This week the nice people at the pharmacy must have decided that I needed assistance with Peanut's medication because they provided finger covers. Of course when I dumped them out of bag, DB chimes in "Look Shen Condoms"!

You be the judge....

Monday, July 19, 2010

Babies and Ice Cream

Topic #1 - Babies

This past weekend has been tough for me. We were invited to a friend's son's first birthday party. I love children but being around that many of them in one place, pulls at my heart strings. I know that Doodle does not understand how my whole being aches for a child. While we were at the party, I mentioned to Doodle that it would be fun to plan and have a first birthday for a baby. All Doodle said as "Oh, GB".

I know, I agreed to a marriage with no children, but, when you make a life changing decision early in your life, sometimes you do not realize it is a mistake until you get older. The older I get, the more I long for a child. Doodle just does not understand the sadness I carry with me, seeing parents with babies and toddlers. Watching them take that the first step, say their first word, it is something that I will never experience. I will never have someone call me "mom", never get a hand-made card, never teach them to drive and hold my breath while they experience all the world has to offer.


Most of the time, I can pretend that it does not bother me that I will never be a mom, but weekends like this past one, serve as a harsh reminder that my life will never be complete.

Topic #2 - Ice Cream

If anyone read
the earlier post about making ice cream, you know that our first attempt at homemade ice cream did not go as planned. Second time = success!!!! The key, having the cylinder thingy completely frozen. We made basic vanilla ice cream and I think it was the best vanilla I have ever eaten. So smooth and creamy and fresh tasting!



Friday, July 16, 2010

Bull's Eye BBQ Grilling Party


Bare with me people... we are going back in time now, to the 4th of July. We had a great time at our Bull's Eye BBQ Grilling party! I won a party from Bull's Eye with Houseparty.com; we had a great time, DB manned the grill. After the great food, it was time for the fireworks, by the end of the night we had a good number of kids sitting on the grass watching.
Thank you Bull's Eye and Houseparty.com!

Updates and Happenings

Holy Happenings Batpeople, Doodle and I have been busy. So busy that while many new and exciting things have happened, I have been too exhausted to even consider writing anything. Okay, really nothing that exciting has happened in the last week, but I feel it is my civic duty to keep everyone up to date. Yes, this is a random picture, it was taken in while we were in Puerto Rico earlier this year.

Summer has officially arrived here in the south, the average temperature has been in the mid 90's. I do not like the heat, the humidity or really the south; therefore, I have been quite miserable the past week. It is too hot to ride Austin, when it is over 90 degrees, I just cannot imagine jumping on his back and forcing h
im to carry me around. Unfortunately, we are planning on attending his second show next month... he still needs work! In all honesty, he needs less work than I do.

My past two riding lessons have consisted of being on a lunge line and trying desperately to learn
to trot with no stirrups. For those of you who have been riding your entire life, this is probably easy, for an almost 40 year old to learn, it is something of a challenge. It does not help that Austin is tall, much taller than I would like to fall from; but, practice makes perfect and I now do not look like quite so much like one of the pop-up toys. I would love to share photos of this (NOT) but since I take the majority of the pictures, there are no pictures of me being an airplane or almost falling off. I know, how disappointing.

I must let everyone know that Peanut is fully recovered f
rom her ordeal a few weeks back, she is back to her perky, grunting kitty self. Peanut has recently discovered that she can go outside via the dog door; however, she has not figured out how to get back into the house via the dog door. Instead, she jumps the fence and spends the day sleeping on the front porch waiting for her entourage to arrive and let her in.One last update, last weekend we had the grand idea to make our own ice cream. Yes, we own an ice cream maker that has never been out of the box. Let me repeat that, in 15+ years, IT HAS NEVER BEEN OUT OF THE BOX!!! Now, I am sure you are asking yourselves, how hard is it to make ice cream... very, my friends, very. We had this grand idea around 11:00 a.m. on Sunday, off Doodle went to the store, ingredient list in hand. Meanwhile back at the homestead, I semi-read the directions...

1) place cylinder thing in freezer before making ice cream. Check
2) cylinder thing should be in plastic bag. No Check
3) cylinder thing should in coldest part of freezer. No Check

4) cylinder thing must freeze for a minimum of 8 hours before making ice cream. I am sure you see where this is going. No Check

Fast forward a couple of hours, I cannot stand it any longer, ice cream must be made, directions indicate it will only take 30 minutes until it is ready to eat. Ice Cream Here We Come! We dutifully mix the ingredients, carefully dump the mixture into the cylinder thingy and away we go. 30 minutes later, we still have liquid, granted good tasting liquid but liquid none-the-less. At this point, I more carefully read the instructions and determine there is a fatal flaw in the ice cream plan... cylinder thingy was not frozen.


HHHMMMM

Solution! Carefully dump liquid into a container and place in freezer, it is after all ice cream. Let me just stay, the ice cream did eventually freeze, so damn hard we had to let it melt to eat it and something was not quite right with it. This weekend, we will attempt take 2 on the ice cream. Stay tuned.


Friday, July 9, 2010

GB Catcher

This morning I set the alarm system off... again! DB has taken to calling our alarm system the GB catcher because this is the fifth or sixth time that I have set it off. Of course, in my defense, it was very early this morning, we had overslept, I was intent on feeding the children and I just plum forgot about the thing! A perfect way to start a Friday morning, having the dickens scared out of you.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Happy Fourth of July!

When an American says that he loves his country, he means not only that he loves the New England hills, the prairies glistening in the sun, the wide and rising plains, the great mountains, and the sea. He means that he loves an inner air, an inner light in which freedom lives and in which a man can draw the breath of self-respect. ~Adlai Stevenson


Saturday, July 3, 2010

Exciting Friday Night

This was our stimulating conversation last night:

GB: Can I take pictures of your toes?
DB: NO
GB: Why?
DB: Why do you want pictures of my toes
?
GB: For the internet
DB: NO, NO!!
GB: Come on, it will be fun
DB: NO
GB: Do you want another beer?

Fast Forward one hour....

Let me explain my fascination with DB's toes. DB only recently has allowed his feet to see the light of day. For the first 7 years we were married, he wore socks and shoes... even in the house. I guess all my nagging finally convinced him that allowing his feet to breathe is a good thing.

Now, DB only wears flip flops... that is not entirely true... he wears shoes while at work, but at the house and in the car, flip flops rule. DB has the curliest toes I have ever seen, he can hold a flip flop to his feet with only the strength of his toes.

DB does not, will not, can not, stand outside without his beloved flip flops. I know I drive him crazy... I never wear shoes. I wear shoes at work and at the barn because I have to. At the house, I am bare footed all the time. Of course, when I was a child I was extremely pigeon-toed, I had corrective shoes to no avail. A doctor finally told my mom to let me run on the beach bare footed... it worked and I have been bare footed ever since.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

My First Comment!

In honor of The Lumberjack's Wife
who provided my first comment...
EVER!!!!
Thank you

If you get a chance check out Taylor
and
her blog

http://thelumberjackswife.wordpress.com/

Taylor has a great blog about living in Ruralville
and her wonderful 4 children.

Centered typing is in honor of her,
although it is making my head hurt!