Monday, November 29, 2010

Misty's Monday Muse - Feelin' Groovy

It's not even Christmas yet and I got some groovy new threads.  Check me out in my new fleece cooler.

MyLady says it reminds her of a pair of bell bottoms she had in the '70s.  You couldn't pay her to wear pants with horizontal stripes now though.  I'm cool with the stripes.

Being the full-figured chick that I am, clothes off-the-rack don't always fit me to the max.  I'm wearing a size 81 and it is a little snug in the shoulders.  The length is good, but the belly straps had to be extended all the way.

Big is beautiful, Man!

Since I have all my winter hair now, I get sweaty under my saddle when I shake my groove thing.  My new cooler will keep me from getting chilled when I ride home in my rolling box after a workout.

Can you dig it?

Peace out,

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Things People Say

Last night my husband and I attended a church youth barn dance in a small country town. The dance floor was lined with hay bales and the  D.J. was spinning tunes from a big flatbed trailer strung with white lights.  The organizers did a great job decorating.  The refreshments were yummy and the kids were having fun.

At the entrance were some ladies seated at a sign-in table to check kids in as they arrived.  The dance music was loud and I probably didn't enunciate my words well, resulting in a funny exchange with one of the ladies.

Next to the table was a tub full of horse shoes for the kids to take home as a memento. Mr. OnceUpon made a remark that started this odd conversation:

Mr. OnceUpon:  "None of those shoes would fit Misty."

Me:  "Nope, they are way too small.

Lady:  "Oh, do you have a horse?"

Me:    "I have a draft horse and she has really big feet."

Lady:  "Really?!  Wow!  Where do you keep your giraffe?

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Up in the air! Is it a bird? Is it a plane?

As I was finishing my morning barn chores one day last week, I saw an unusual, loud, slow moving aircraft circling our property.  I've seen an ultralight plane fly over once in awhile, but this was very different.  It was small, bright yellow and had a rotor much like a helicopter.

A few days later my husband received this photo taken by a friend of ours who was riding in that odd little craft which I now know was a gyrocopter.

You can see me walking back to the house. Too bad the horses aren't in the picture, but they were in the barn happily chowing down on their breakfast hay.

Can you see my horse trailer, discreetly parked behind the house?  It's a big pain to back it around the corner, but that's the place where I must park it in order to comply with our rigid homeowner's association rules.

You can see the circle in the front where I lunged Misty this summer before the grass got too dry and she started slipping on it.  I really want a round pen. That would be a good place to put one, but alas, our snooty homeowners association won't allow a round pen at the front of the property. I might be able to put one in the pasture, but it would require some costly excavation.

Don't be alarmed.  We haven't buried anyone in our backyard.  (That would also be a violation of homeowner association rules).   That's just our septic tank buried in what looks like a grave.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Misty's Monday Muse - Something's in the Air

It's baaaack.

The inevitable has happened.

Yesterday afternoon, the sky was blue.
Yesterday, I took MyLady on a lead line walk to the pond.
 This morning, the sky is all white and fuzzy.
Today, MyLady doesn't want to go for a walk.

Bella is happy.
She loves to roll in the snow.
Bella would like to go for a walk today.

(This snow won't last long, but it's a glimpse of things to come.)

It had to happen sometime,