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Friday, August 27, 2010
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Monday, May 10, 2010
Blue Skies...and kids these days.
Steeple Chase 2010 was this past weekend and something told me this was my last year, atleast in the midfield. Not only was it a hike in, which up until 2 years ago I've always ridden in, it was filled with kids. Lots of high school and college kids... and at age thirty-something, I'm way too old to be out there.
If I didn't tell one teeny bopper to pull her skirt down I told 10 of them. I'm not sure what I would do w/ a 15 yo but hopefully I would have raised her right enough not to be out in the middle of field, falling down drunk in a 3 inch skirt... not that I'm judging... but I am.
I know several 15-20 year old girls that have been raised by my friends, those girls enjoy having a good time but know what the line is and doesn't cross it. So I know it can't be totally blamed on the upcoming -- what is it now, the "Z" generation or are they "AA" b/c I am the "X" gen and they could possibly be my kids? -- so all you momma's out there that let your kids go out all day long to a social function (known for drinking), in their 3 inch skirts, please teach them how to keep their skirts pulled down...
Just my gripe... note, the weather at this years Steeplechase was best ever, check out the gorgeous blue skies in the photo...
~D
If I didn't tell one teeny bopper to pull her skirt down I told 10 of them. I'm not sure what I would do w/ a 15 yo but hopefully I would have raised her right enough not to be out in the middle of field, falling down drunk in a 3 inch skirt... not that I'm judging... but I am.
I know several 15-20 year old girls that have been raised by my friends, those girls enjoy having a good time but know what the line is and doesn't cross it. So I know it can't be totally blamed on the upcoming -- what is it now, the "Z" generation or are they "AA" b/c I am the "X" gen and they could possibly be my kids? -- so all you momma's out there that let your kids go out all day long to a social function (known for drinking), in their 3 inch skirts, please teach them how to keep their skirts pulled down...
Just my gripe... note, the weather at this years Steeplechase was best ever, check out the gorgeous blue skies in the photo...
~D
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Vol Pride...
Yesterday was Steeplechase, beautiful day for the races.
These guys came walking by and I felt like I was at a showing of West Side Story. I was ready for Alabama faithful to jump out and there'd be a dance-off... no such luck.
These guys came walking by and I felt like I was at a showing of West Side Story. I was ready for Alabama faithful to jump out and there'd be a dance-off... no such luck.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Poachers
Poach (verb): to take without permission and use as one's own.
Rumor is I have a poacher in my midst; someone I would never suspect has come into my coop and is trying to steal my well maintained, managed, taken care off loot. The thing is this is someone, whom I have done nothing to (actually even have taken care of in the past) should understand how vulnerable my chickens are right now and the limited amount of eggs we're getting we have worked hard to produce.
I know it's not a great analogy to compare my team to chickens and hopefully they all know I don't mean it any disrespect, I just don't know have a better way to compare this situation. I'm truely disappointed that this would occur, if it is indeed true. My desire is that this will all go away and I will not have to even address the issue but if that is not the case, I hope this coyote realizes that kharma is a bitch that always comes back around to bite you in the ass...
Rumor is I have a poacher in my midst; someone I would never suspect has come into my coop and is trying to steal my well maintained, managed, taken care off loot. The thing is this is someone, whom I have done nothing to (actually even have taken care of in the past) should understand how vulnerable my chickens are right now and the limited amount of eggs we're getting we have worked hard to produce.
I know it's not a great analogy to compare my team to chickens and hopefully they all know I don't mean it any disrespect, I just don't know have a better way to compare this situation. I'm truely disappointed that this would occur, if it is indeed true. My desire is that this will all go away and I will not have to even address the issue but if that is not the case, I hope this coyote realizes that kharma is a bitch that always comes back around to bite you in the ass...
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Back in the day... Jersey and Hunter Lee
Today has been an emotional day, the funeral for Lina's mother was today. It was a sad yet an inspirational service. ... love you Lina.
If you knew Jersey you know this was huge for her, to share a blanket/and attention at Uncle Brad's house ... but Jersey caved in and found out that there was love (and food) to get from big brother Hunter.
Miss you baby girl...
I went over to Kenny's tonight, as I have done many other Friday's in the past. Before I even got to the light on Nolensville Rd I felt emptiness sink in -- Jersey wasn't in the passenger seat. Once in the car, she didn't know where she'd end up: being Battery Ln in Oak Hill, Fernbrook Ln In Donelson or 575 Fire Lane Five in King Ferry, NY... she was always up for a trip.
Jersey once was the Queen Shiba of the group, she got love from everyone... that was until the spouses appeared.... who brought the dogs... Then came the kids... Jonas and Jerse were protected from each other because each held that special title of 'firsts'.. she the first dog...aka "baby"... and he the first baby... aka.... "real child"... still both still were able to share the spotlight... amongst the addition of other dogs (Maddie, Abby, Bell, Festus)....
And along came Hunter... Jersey was jealous at first... then she realized that he's not going anywhere... hence the first photo of Hunter/Jersey bonding... sharing the blanket...
If you knew Jersey you know this was huge for her, to share a blanket/and attention at Uncle Brad's house ... but Jersey caved in and found out that there was love (and food) to get from big brother Hunter.
Miss you baby girl...
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