<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:38:19.321-08:00</updated><category term='Riding videos'/><category term='Pony cousin Stampede'/><category term='Avaa and puppies'/><category term='swimming with horse'/><category term='Girls Play Day'/><category term='Brooklyns May Pole Dance'/><category term='Yuma Training'/><category term='Chicken and Corn Chowder'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='My Birthday Ride'/><category term='Repurposed Sweaters'/><category term='What makes YOU lose control?....'/><category term='Pink Saturdays'/><category term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>"She Who Rides Many Ponies"</title><subtitle type='html'>AKA: Bronco ~ Baby Doll ~ Cousin B</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-8577366983079912312</id><published>2012-02-09T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T18:22:21.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Loss....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just read some very sad news: &amp;nbsp;Stacy Westfalls horse Roxy (aka Baby Doll) has passed away from a traumatic injury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She apparently got cast in her stall on Feb. 5th during the night and was treated for two days at an animal hospital before being lovingly euthanized. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QS5Jp0RjMSE/TzRpZtXlTCI/AAAAAAAACm0/duKWatdBAnY/s1600/Stacy+and+Baby+Doll+(Roxy).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QS5Jp0RjMSE/TzRpZtXlTCI/AAAAAAAACm0/duKWatdBAnY/s640/Stacy+and+Baby+Doll+(Roxy).jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Roxy was due to foal in early March, and although a C-section was performed, the little sorrel stud colt proved too weak to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I know you all join me in sending Stacy our thoughts and prayers at this tragic time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-8577366983079912312?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/8577366983079912312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/02/sad-loss.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/8577366983079912312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/8577366983079912312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/02/sad-loss.html' title='Sad Loss....'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QS5Jp0RjMSE/TzRpZtXlTCI/AAAAAAAACm0/duKWatdBAnY/s72-c/Stacy+and+Baby+Doll+(Roxy).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-2559214950967214159</id><published>2012-01-29T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T10:25:42.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ready!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKUS9GkyExM/TyWFjobmfZI/AAAAAAAACmo/Fdrbftx9EJs/s1600/Cecanti's+palm+Springs!+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKUS9GkyExM/TyWFjobmfZI/AAAAAAAACmo/Fdrbftx9EJs/s640/Cecanti's+palm+Springs!+027.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;This picture is just to remind me how much fun we had last year when our daughter and her crew came down to see us. &amp;nbsp;Our 10 yr. old Brooklyn just LOVES the horses, and we all had a blast riding. My DH, (Grandpa) &amp;nbsp;can't ride, and Connor doesn't CARE to, so they stayed at the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, most of you already know that the DH and I stayed home this winter instead of going to Palm Desert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I haven't spent the last 4 years here during the long....cold....gray....rainy season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Needless to say, we are both longing for some sun and warmth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The DH has hopped on board with his buddies for a trip to Reno, and I have been given his blessing to hop on down and spend a week with my favorite cousin, Desert Rose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know...some people find that weird that we go off on different vacations, but when you've been blissfully married for 35 years, and now are retired, spending every day together....&lt;i&gt;well, it just becomes ok, at least, it works for us. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gives us each an opportunity to play with OUR friends doing things we love! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm getting very excited to get down there and see DR and HP. &amp;nbsp;They are the best hosts ever! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, then, there is the sun. &amp;nbsp;It is REALLY calling my name, and you guessed it, the trails...., it's all about those beautiful, relaxing, trails and the fun company of my cousin and good buddy the Bossman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sure hope he's up and riding by the time I get there. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All of a sudden it dawned on me....Oooh, I can't take Durango with me...... Hmmmm, &amp;nbsp;I hope he doesn't know by the look on my face that I spent an entire week riding another horse! &amp;nbsp;Funny how I was ALWAYS riding another horse and now I feel a bit guilty about it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;However, I'm sure when he gets to spend a whole season with Jesse and Lady, he too will understand how special they are, and that Jesse takes very good care of me. &amp;nbsp;I will always have a special Bond with Jesse as he really took care of me on our "unscheduled overnight" in the mountains, and Lady? &amp;nbsp;I will always have a special "bond" with her too....for very different reasons. :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, we have a lot of history and I wouldn't trade any of it....well, maybe the fall off Lady I'd like do-overs on that one for sure.... ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, just doing a little bragging that I get to go to the sun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Desert Rose? &amp;nbsp;Are ya ready? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-2559214950967214159?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/2559214950967214159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-ready.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2559214950967214159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2559214950967214159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-ready.html' title='I&apos;m ready!!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKUS9GkyExM/TyWFjobmfZI/AAAAAAAACmo/Fdrbftx9EJs/s72-c/Cecanti&apos;s+palm+Springs!+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-5955950199265887673</id><published>2012-01-25T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:28:10.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I caught both my boys checking out the "female" farrier.... Ha! Ha! &amp;nbsp;Just kidding, but this picture COULD say that don't ya think? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was giving Durango his barefoot trim and he was just SOOO curious, and nuzzling her behind. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was a good boy though....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Notice his bridle path is growing out, and looking really bushy right now! &amp;nbsp;My trainer cut it way too long, so Im letting it grow out, and then I'll trim a smaller one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b1zOFPa6chE/TyDhYyQ71OI/AAAAAAAACmM/EgmY5pbUw2w/s1600/IMG_1922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b1zOFPa6chE/TyDhYyQ71OI/AAAAAAAACmM/EgmY5pbUw2w/s640/IMG_1922.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how large his head is! &amp;nbsp; The horse....not my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9Pa0ZVSODw/TyDhaMg8C1I/AAAAAAAACmU/s1gZvCp_6M8/s1600/IMG_1923.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w9Pa0ZVSODw/TyDhaMg8C1I/AAAAAAAACmU/s1gZvCp_6M8/s400/IMG_1923.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm so glad my DH likes to come to the barn with me (when I beg him...) Ya see, he grew up on a beef ranch so he had his fill of taking care of animals....but he does love Durango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brings him treats, and Durango KNOWS he's the goody guy. &amp;nbsp;As a matter of fact, Durango likes to take his hat and try it on, just to see how sexy he looks in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPkOvKmzkio/TyDhUbfs4lI/AAAAAAAACl0/ShqpFDUvFIQ/s1600/IMG_1914.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPkOvKmzkio/TyDhUbfs4lI/AAAAAAAACl0/ShqpFDUvFIQ/s640/IMG_1914.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pPYGQNJZ2WY/TyDjsy2m7wI/AAAAAAAACmc/TAHuwxFIO3c/s1600/IMG_1920+-+Version+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pPYGQNJZ2WY/TyDjsy2m7wI/AAAAAAAACmc/TAHuwxFIO3c/s320/IMG_1920+-+Version+2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hope you are all keeping warm! &amp;nbsp;We are doing our best. &lt;br /&gt;Miss hearing from all of you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-5955950199265887673?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/5955950199265887673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/01/check-it-out.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5955950199265887673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5955950199265887673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/01/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out....'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b1zOFPa6chE/TyDhYyQ71OI/AAAAAAAACmM/EgmY5pbUw2w/s72-c/IMG_1922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-5238304115852526337</id><published>2012-01-20T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T23:35:25.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Durango Free Lunging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been working on getting Durango to just "free lunge" in the arena. &amp;nbsp;However I couldn't get him to switch directions without turning his butt/heels to me. &amp;nbsp;I can't have that, (according to CA) so I have been putting Clintons technique to use and while it took a few times of practice, now he is GETTING IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The technique consists of driving him with my belly button at his shoulder. &amp;nbsp;And when I want him to change direction, I must step out in front of his drive line, switch the stick to my other hand, give him a little hand signal (like come to me) and step into him. &amp;nbsp;I've been doing this pretty good, but you will see in the video, where I didn't step out soon enough and he just tried running right through it. &amp;nbsp;That's where he got all excited and bucked out. &amp;nbsp;But, in the end, he did what he was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see him changing pace, listen and see if you can hear me saying my cues: &lt;br /&gt;I'm saying "Up" for slow down from that pace, &amp;nbsp;Then I say "Whoa" and he will stop and come into me. &amp;nbsp;But, he won't come all the way in because THATS my space. &amp;nbsp;So I then meet him half way for a praise and rub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUyyTrYxIHM/Txpo1fuZU2I/AAAAAAAAClc/Zw1QBVfhk1s/s1600/IMG_1666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUyyTrYxIHM/Txpo1fuZU2I/AAAAAAAAClc/Zw1QBVfhk1s/s320/IMG_1666.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Durango wants to know what you think of his new headstall and breast collar set? &amp;nbsp;I got them at Cowboy Christmas for him. &amp;nbsp;Aren't I just too cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PrdERWa_axM/Txpo5QZ_Q3I/AAAAAAAAClk/YeVJyYNZ4-U/s1600/IMG_1654.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PrdERWa_axM/Txpo5QZ_Q3I/AAAAAAAAClk/YeVJyYNZ4-U/s320/IMG_1654.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c94HCOqzxEE/Twkz6pxzSvI/AAAAAAAACjI/dSGBY64C0po/s640/IMG_1812.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you are tired of Turkey, Ham and all those trimmings? &amp;nbsp;(ok, I could eat them anytime too...) but, we had an occasion to have ONE MORE DINNER, this one with our kids because, well, due to divorces, new marriages and kids/grandkids going every direction, &amp;nbsp; we didn't want to be the whiney ones who cry because our kids are with their &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"other family"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; this year instead of with us. &amp;nbsp;Soooo, here it is, Jan 8th and we are just now having the last Christmas celebration with our kids/grandkids. &amp;nbsp;Better late than never I guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm setting the table FOR the grandkids, and we adults will eat Buffet style. &amp;nbsp;Here's a picture of their table. &amp;nbsp;Got it all pre-set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I don't really feel bitter, I mean I WANT my kids to be happy, and they really ARE now, but, I was so used to having our son ALWAYS being home with us (for the last 7 years, he's been a bachelor) and our "daughter sweetheart"?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, I didn't really give a crap if her husband was upset about having to spend holidays with us. &amp;nbsp;Now that she's corrected that problem, over a year ago..... she's much happier with a new special guy, but, with that happiness comes more family to spend holidays with!!! &lt;br /&gt;All I can say is...my kids better be glad that I don't get all whiney, selfish and demanding about this. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(I don't think venting my feelings on this blog count....do they?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, Whew!....I'm better. &lt;br /&gt;We are busy making dinner and I've decided NOT to have the usual....We are having &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lasagna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;because feeding 5 grandkids ages 8-11 that's probably all they'll eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, here is the simple centerpiece. &amp;nbsp;An &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;antique candelabra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;that I picked up at an estate sale two years ago while in Yuma, I just tricked it out simply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHYW2dQZjR8/Twk0M_vxsgI/AAAAAAAACjQ/fif3w4kt5sI/s1600/IMG_1814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHYW2dQZjR8/Twk0M_vxsgI/AAAAAAAACjQ/fif3w4kt5sI/s640/IMG_1814.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The adults Buffet counter....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ova3qhhjOU8/Twk0tUpys0I/AAAAAAAACjY/WU5CbsObhyg/s1600/IMG_1815.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ova3qhhjOU8/Twk0tUpys0I/AAAAAAAACjY/WU5CbsObhyg/s400/IMG_1815.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;potato skins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for an appetizer as well as a &amp;nbsp;two&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brie Cheese En Crote'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one with apricot preserve filling and walnuts,..... and one with Cherry preserve filling and pistachios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlnXAEg30UM/TwpdrjfivSI/AAAAAAAACjo/8TT6McKDiDY/s1600/IMG_1820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlnXAEg30UM/TwpdrjfivSI/AAAAAAAACjo/8TT6McKDiDY/s400/IMG_1820.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9xtE0S0LKw/Twk1A0vCATI/AAAAAAAACjg/LgRF70fiVjY/s1600/IMG_1674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9xtE0S0LKw/Twk1A0vCATI/AAAAAAAACjg/LgRF70fiVjY/s400/IMG_1674.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids will be getting some of this as well as yogurt cups (with M&amp;amp;Ms topping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VneJGdeMqtc/Twpd_9tHCbI/AAAAAAAACjw/c0C1Xb5TL7k/s1600/IMG_1819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VneJGdeMqtc/Twpd_9tHCbI/AAAAAAAACjw/c0C1Xb5TL7k/s320/IMG_1819.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggie tray with dip and smokies in a blanket. &amp;nbsp;I figure,... "Why fight them?" &amp;nbsp;Feed em what they'll eat and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;I also am making them cups of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;hot chocolate with whipped cream and a peppermint patty "on a stick"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to stir into their hot chocolate. &amp;nbsp;Gramma gets to spoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-_pOUQHWF4/TwpeL00NAsI/AAAAAAAACj4/7XwlOz4saQw/s1600/IMG_1818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-_pOUQHWF4/TwpeL00NAsI/AAAAAAAACj4/7XwlOz4saQw/s320/IMG_1818.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter Sweetheart brought a new recipe that was wonderful....&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bacon wrapped Shrimp and snow peas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;They are marinated with a Lime, hot sauce dressing, then broiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FthpXXfd_CA/TwpeVeEMisI/AAAAAAAACkA/mRKaqVN8aVM/s1600/IMG_1821.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FthpXXfd_CA/TwpeVeEMisI/AAAAAAAACkA/mRKaqVN8aVM/s400/IMG_1821.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are definitely something I'd make again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then....Yes, I know you'd THINK I'd make the pie myself, but we happened to go to a local bar where my daughter lives, for an evening they call "The meat draw". &amp;nbsp;Well, our name was drawn to win this cherry pie made locally. It was unbaked. &amp;nbsp; I was pleased, so I froze it, and baked it up today! &amp;nbsp;This picture doesn't really look that great, but it was very tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XsWdisq5VLU/TwpeueHJmhI/AAAAAAAACkI/TmVcyTytCYU/s1600/IMG_1817.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XsWdisq5VLU/TwpeueHJmhI/AAAAAAAACkI/TmVcyTytCYU/s400/IMG_1817.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I can't BELIEVE I was taking all these pictures, but forgot to cover the the lasagna...Ugh! &amp;nbsp;Anyway, we had a wonderful time, and all 5 grandkids were playing outside so well! &amp;nbsp;They played tag and then they all took turns shooting the "rubber band" guns that the boys got for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;They loved it. &amp;nbsp;Papa hung up some soda cans for them to hit. &amp;nbsp;Kept them busy for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5bwAXzsHJzU/TwpgW5saGXI/AAAAAAAACkY/OGBudDz5zvQ/s1600/IMG_1822.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5bwAXzsHJzU/TwpgW5saGXI/AAAAAAAACkY/OGBudDz5zvQ/s640/IMG_1822.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hope your holidays were happy too, wishing all of you a Happy New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-7066517626106222839?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/7066517626106222839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/01/better-late-than-never.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/7066517626106222839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/7066517626106222839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/01/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never.....'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c94HCOqzxEE/Twkz6pxzSvI/AAAAAAAACjI/dSGBY64C0po/s72-c/IMG_1812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-426772123688237025</id><published>2012-01-06T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T14:40:05.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spurs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;On my last post I told you about the spurs and straps that Bossman and Desert Rose got me. &amp;nbsp;Thanks again to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are.... I JUST LOVE THEM! &amp;nbsp;Now I need a new pair of boots to wear them with don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UN56LXtRBI/Twd3DXlshjI/AAAAAAAACiw/V2-yrTdnGX0/s1600/IMG_1631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UN56LXtRBI/Twd3DXlshjI/AAAAAAAACiw/V2-yrTdnGX0/s400/IMG_1631.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6o9aIqndJ4o/Twd3ES_yQLI/AAAAAAAACi4/Dt2U6fdWHyU/s1600/IMG_1632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6o9aIqndJ4o/Twd3ES_yQLI/AAAAAAAACi4/Dt2U6fdWHyU/s400/IMG_1632.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Durango thinks I look good, but he's not wild about me wearing them....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wEccB3oSZ4o/Twd4GvLBYtI/AAAAAAAACjA/XJ-_GjCdSgg/s1600/IMG_1666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wEccB3oSZ4o/Twd4GvLBYtI/AAAAAAAACjA/XJ-_GjCdSgg/s320/IMG_1666.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-426772123688237025?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/426772123688237025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/01/spurs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/426772123688237025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/426772123688237025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2012/01/spurs.html' title='Spurs'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UN56LXtRBI/Twd3DXlshjI/AAAAAAAACiw/V2-yrTdnGX0/s72-c/IMG_1631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-6507446402811513759</id><published>2012-01-01T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T15:14:42.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and after Bathroom makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ftWEIVzgLQ/TwDfe73e21I/AAAAAAAAChQ/wy33Xrxly24/s1600/IMG_1463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ftWEIVzgLQ/TwDfe73e21I/AAAAAAAAChQ/wy33Xrxly24/s400/IMG_1463.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We'v&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;lived in this house for 23 years and it was in desperate &amp;nbsp;need of some updating. &amp;nbsp;While it's still in progress (and probably will be for the next several years...) I thought you might enjoy seeing some of the recent progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my downstairs bathroom (guest powder room). &amp;nbsp;Keep in mind, it has a door that goes through to the laundry room. &lt;br /&gt;I know the favorite style on most of the blogs I read, tend to be more vintage or farmhouse style, but, I just CAN'T COMMIT to one style.....I love tendencies of MANY styles....and, while I love looking at those and imagining my house being like that, they just don't get along with my DH. &amp;nbsp;So, my best alternative is to go with things that we both like. &amp;nbsp;Which tends to be a bit on the traditional style with some hints of all the other styles that appeal to me. &lt;br /&gt;So, I had this small, awful powder room that had only one redeeming quality. &amp;nbsp;We had nice tile put down a couple years ago. &amp;nbsp; I still love it so we will work around that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bathroom has a very small vanity, but it had MAUVE laminate! &amp;nbsp;Ugh....And, it had a toilet with it's own personality...&lt;br /&gt;Typical,... I forgot to take a picture of the bathroom BEFORE we started tearing everything out. The work crew gave us one days notice that they could come and do this before my holiday. &amp;nbsp;We jumped on it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is after we got the vanity ripped up and the toilet out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xpIhUP6pkis/TwDfg1RxprI/AAAAAAAAChY/gqrdWSzoKMk/s1600/IMG_1466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xpIhUP6pkis/TwDfg1RxprI/AAAAAAAAChY/gqrdWSzoKMk/s400/IMG_1466.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Notice that ugly, outdated wallpaper on the back wall (laundry). &amp;nbsp;Thats coming down soon too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Also, another item I refurbished was this outdated vanity light. &amp;nbsp;It was BRASS... I figured I had nothing to lose if I ruined it so I got my black Rustoleum paint can and went to town painting it black! &amp;nbsp;Now this, I wish you could have seen before....WHAT A TRANSFORMATION!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All of a sudden, I loved it, and I appreciated more the glass accents on it! &amp;nbsp;It now goes so much better with my black framed mirror, and still retaining that vintage look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qlQouslaBxE/TwDf_pAKzUI/AAAAAAAAChk/XANr0UIr2K8/s1600/IMG_1636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qlQouslaBxE/TwDf_pAKzUI/AAAAAAAAChk/XANr0UIr2K8/s400/IMG_1636.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IGWn3sYhZAc/TwDgoVLSxWI/AAAAAAAAChw/5eR-ZVPv5Mc/s1600/IMG_1638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IGWn3sYhZAc/TwDgoVLSxWI/AAAAAAAAChw/5eR-ZVPv5Mc/s400/IMG_1638.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7qdzZtX16A/TwDid3DW8fI/AAAAAAAACiU/WQUEF0TCEMM/s1600/IMG_1710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7qdzZtX16A/TwDid3DW8fI/AAAAAAAACiU/WQUEF0TCEMM/s640/IMG_1710.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Love the Travertine countertop and the backsplash is a mixture of travertine and glass tiles. &amp;nbsp;MY FAVORITE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zInPVowLI9E/TwDiYz7hJpI/AAAAAAAACh8/c2Vo8w-oE2A/s1600/IMG_1703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zInPVowLI9E/TwDiYz7hJpI/AAAAAAAACh8/c2Vo8w-oE2A/s640/IMG_1703.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, New toilet (that makes almost no sound while flushing and its got a lid that lowers itself down (without slamming). &amp;nbsp;Love it! &amp;nbsp;I know, who gets excited about a new toilet? &amp;nbsp;Well, if you've lived with one that moves sideways when you sit, or slams down while the little grandsons are trying to pee, you will appreciate what I'm appreciating.... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMuZ7V9iMOQ/TwDiaq0Nx0I/AAAAAAAACiE/Euhar3ON0c4/s1600/IMG_1706.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMuZ7V9iMOQ/TwDiaq0Nx0I/AAAAAAAACiE/Euhar3ON0c4/s320/IMG_1706.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had to strip the wallpaper AND texture the walls...This my DH and I did ourselves. I really am getting too old to do that kind of stuff!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We painted an &lt;b&gt;Indian bead &lt;/b&gt;color. &amp;nbsp;Which just happened to go well with a painting I already had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is finally all put together. &amp;nbsp;Im thinking of having a friend show me how to glaze the walls, that might be something that would make this pop even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GalLHWMzwSU/TwDicPc7W5I/AAAAAAAACiM/wHiShgPOIzc/s1600/IMG_1707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GalLHWMzwSU/TwDicPc7W5I/AAAAAAAACiM/wHiShgPOIzc/s400/IMG_1707.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IGWn3sYhZAc/TwDgoVLSxWI/AAAAAAAAChw/5eR-ZVPv5Mc/s1600/IMG_1638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now that's done. &amp;nbsp;On to the next bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upstairs in the guest bath, I had gross white/grey vinyl that was beginning to curl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep still no before picture, sorry it came out so fast I was too excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwRjglJ9_mo/TwDltKC-V4I/AAAAAAAACig/70FZCvcDu0k/s1600/IMG_1469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwRjglJ9_mo/TwDltKC-V4I/AAAAAAAACig/70FZCvcDu0k/s640/IMG_1469.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not a huge change to this room, but having the flooring redone was huge satisfaction to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I would have liked to do the counter top &amp;nbsp;too, but it is still in great shape and I couldn't convince the DH at this time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I still am very happy with the tiles as they pick up the grey counter top AND the brown in my hallway carpet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zktAFPlYBiU/TwDlugleKNI/AAAAAAAACio/KB1CM4dt4Ks/s1600/IMG_1479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zktAFPlYBiU/TwDlugleKNI/AAAAAAAACio/KB1CM4dt4Ks/s640/IMG_1479.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;So that's it! 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"If the horse knows I have them, they respond better."&lt;br /&gt;2. "If something were to happen I could use them"....(I always wondered what that meant?) In my way of thinking, if a horse decides to start bucking etc. I certainly wouldn't want to spur him, and REALLY piss him off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they always made a point to tell me it's a "safety precaution" &amp;nbsp;for me to have them. &amp;nbsp;Hmmm....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after watching my trainer use them while working with my horse, I realized she wasn't "hurting" him, she wasn't "digging her heels" into him nor was she "jabbing" him. &amp;nbsp;I realized that gentle, proper use of them CAN &amp;nbsp;get good results. &amp;nbsp;At least SHE did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, most of you don't know this, but LAST YEAR for my birthday (while down in the desert) Bossman and Desert Rose gave me a picture frame with a "picture" of spurs and said that while we were at Cowboy Christmas, I could pick out my spurs! &amp;nbsp;hmmm....For a year, I kept putting it off as I was still unsure if I wanted to do this....&lt;br /&gt;But, I decided to give it a try, and in true DR and BM style, they picked out a beautiful pair for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0sCEoXLJTY/Tv0ibvGubmI/AAAAAAAACeM/FTVRXmA05M4/s1600/IMG_1631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0sCEoXLJTY/Tv0ibvGubmI/AAAAAAAACeM/FTVRXmA05M4/s320/IMG_1631.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just love them! &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;And, here is a view of the stirrup straps we chose. &amp;nbsp;Don't know if you can see it too well, but they are brown with black inlay. &amp;nbsp;What I love about these is they match or at least have the same concho as is on the Headstall, Bridal and reins that I bought for Durango. &amp;nbsp;Whoo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPBlpOSwuao/Tv0iq0WbwMI/AAAAAAAACeY/a7IYIGZuuAg/s1600/IMG_1632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPBlpOSwuao/Tv0iq0WbwMI/AAAAAAAACeY/a7IYIGZuuAg/s320/IMG_1632.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, once at home, I had my DH help me get them on my boots. &amp;nbsp;A good amount of tugging, pulling and stretching went into this process..... Finally they were on. &lt;br /&gt;I wore them to the barn the next day, and they seemed to work pretty good. &amp;nbsp;I didn't rely on them much, but I did notice quick response when I tried them with a gentle pressure.....&lt;br /&gt;However, when I was finished with the workout, and was dismounting, they basically fell off, just slid right off my boot! &amp;nbsp;I guess they have to be put on MUCH tighter....I will need to punch a hole or two, and cut off some excess strap. &amp;nbsp;But they will be great when I get that completed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And, I'm able to do that &lt;/b&gt;because I also bought a "very nice" (as a gentleman next to me in line said...) &amp;nbsp;leather hole puncher while at Cowboy Christmas too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my largest purchase was this headstall with matching breast collar and reins. &amp;nbsp;I made the mistake of "hesitating" for a moment on it...and that dang Desert Rose said, just chomping at the bit, "Well, if you don't buy it, I'm gonna buy it for Jesse!" &amp;nbsp;Humph! &amp;nbsp;She's always snatching things from me to buy! &amp;nbsp;But, I'm glad I did buy it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ehy0V5eKGY/Tv0lQUT1ecI/AAAAAAAACek/sFpxfIbkUHU/s1600/IMG_1365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ehy0V5eKGY/Tv0lQUT1ecI/AAAAAAAACek/sFpxfIbkUHU/s320/IMG_1365.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't wait to show you pictures of him in it. &amp;nbsp;I keep forgetting when we are working/riding. &amp;nbsp;Oh and, don't worry about poor Jesse, he got &amp;nbsp;a gorgeous set too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...you all know what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, hee! hee! &amp;nbsp;But, I just can't keep this secret! &amp;nbsp; We had a fabulous time! &amp;nbsp;I didn't win much, but didn't really lose much either, so I call that a draw.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED all the shopping, even tho my feet were screaming at the end of each day....So much so that I went up to the room, got my slippers on and went back down to the casino in those! &amp;nbsp;Ugh...I SO remember when I could do heels all day and night...."sigh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to go to a "private, invitation only" cocktail party hosted by a large CA. riding group. &amp;nbsp;Well......all I can say is, this party absolutely blew us out of the water! &amp;nbsp;We were ALL impressed at everything from the FABULOUS food, to the AMAZING theme rooms! &amp;nbsp;We thought the tickets were quite pricey for a "heavy appetizers and drinks." &amp;nbsp;But, we decided to give it a go and see WHAT could be worth all that! &amp;nbsp;Let me tell you,.... &amp;nbsp;IT WAS WORTH EVERY PENNY.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to condense it for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: &amp;nbsp;This is who/what &amp;nbsp;greeted us when we got off the "private" elevator. &amp;nbsp; Oh yea, we had been told it was an &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Indian Theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;....ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rK-Y7fLr5eg/Tv0pv0lpYtI/AAAAAAAACfI/I6zQy08TUEU/s1600/IMG_1361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rK-Y7fLr5eg/Tv0pv0lpYtI/AAAAAAAACfI/I6zQy08TUEU/s320/IMG_1361.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked through this BEAUTIFUL VILLA we see this....&lt;br /&gt;Every kind of food you could imagine: Here is the Lobster, Crab, Shrimp and Sushi table when we first came in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lb7fgLS-ayA/Tv0pEm_KygI/AAAAAAAACew/Qeosmm54hzI/s1600/IMG_1317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lb7fgLS-ayA/Tv0pEm_KygI/AAAAAAAACew/Qeosmm54hzI/s320/IMG_1317.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZOT-b1GW38/Tv0pWSN0C2I/AAAAAAAACe8/ZHQGd_VJwTk/s1600/IMG_1353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZOT-b1GW38/Tv0pWSN0C2I/AAAAAAAACe8/ZHQGd_VJwTk/s320/IMG_1353.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then, while we are filling a tiny plate with a couple of these yummies, we turn around and realize the girls were all naked except for little loin cloth/G strings. &amp;nbsp;They were completely covered in body paint!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And it was beautifully done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YQ2npERUWs/Tv000kUTc4I/AAAAAAAACgw/inGXAjzayc4/s1600/IMG_1318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YQ2npERUWs/Tv000kUTc4I/AAAAAAAACgw/inGXAjzayc4/s320/IMG_1318.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGqsrCxGm3U/Tv002SexnkI/AAAAAAAACg4/A89N0afeYH0/s1600/IMG_1320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BGqsrCxGm3U/Tv002SexnkI/AAAAAAAACg4/A89N0afeYH0/s320/IMG_1320.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well now...this is something new for me....I don't usually take pictures of girls, but my gosh, there were like works of art! And they were only too happy to oblige for picture taking....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every booze had it's own theme table with 3 girls "in appropriate costumes" for that particular alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Such as: &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Vodka Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (my favorite for the night...) &amp;nbsp;The entire bar was made out of ice! They poured you any kind of vodka drink you wanted, through the upper ice sculpture, it ran THROUGH the picture and out came my drink, VERY COLD....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MK16713KHyc/Tv0qgs74ZpI/AAAAAAAACfU/EU3n6T2HPRw/s1600/IMG_1323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MK16713KHyc/Tv0qgs74ZpI/AAAAAAAACfU/EU3n6T2HPRw/s400/IMG_1323.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Crown Royal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;had their own table:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All decked out in purple.....(Desert Rose's favorite corner for the night...They told her "She was their best customer".... hee! hee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fFBhtGWtW5Q/Tv0rBDLT85I/AAAAAAAACfg/YKFFRzIg21s/s1600/IMG_1326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fFBhtGWtW5Q/Tv0rBDLT85I/AAAAAAAACfg/YKFFRzIg21s/s400/IMG_1326.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jack Daniels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; had their own table:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All decked out in "what else?" &amp;nbsp;Black and white....(Bossmans favorite colors and hangout....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5pPDLXtym4/Tv0rU7fwafI/AAAAAAAACfs/xsmHGJ70k6Y/s1600/IMG_1327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L5pPDLXtym4/Tv0rU7fwafI/AAAAAAAACfs/xsmHGJ70k6Y/s400/IMG_1327.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Patron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; had their own table....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I &lt;b&gt;didn't &lt;/b&gt;manage to get a picture of that table, BUT, I DID manage to get a picture of myself with the "Patron King Billionaire" &amp;nbsp;John Paul Dejoria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0Y3H9pN2e4/Tv0toIdHRkI/AAAAAAAACf4/87yxQdzBA50/s1600/IMG_1363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0Y3H9pN2e4/Tv0toIdHRkI/AAAAAAAACf4/87yxQdzBA50/s400/IMG_1363.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For those of you who "might not know"...he is the Founder of Paul Mitchell Hair products. I happen to use "nothing but Paul Mitchell coloring" so I put Bossman up to getting us introduced. &amp;nbsp; But, Hair products are just the beginning of his works....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;DeJoria is involved in a number of other business ventures. The&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patr%C3%B3n" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Patrón"&gt;Patrón Spirits Company&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;he co-founded in 1989 with business partner Martin Crowley sells more than 2 million cases of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tequila" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Tequila"&gt;tequila&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;annually.&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-Nelson_8-1" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Paul_DeJoria#cite_note-Nelson-8" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;[9]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;He was a founding partner of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/House_of_Blues" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="House of Blues"&gt;House of Blues&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;nightclub chain, subsequently sold to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Live_Nation" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Live Nation"&gt;Live Nation&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for $350 million in 2006, and has interests in&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_rum_producers" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="List of rum producers"&gt;Pyrat Rum&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ultimat_Vodka" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Ultimat Vodka"&gt;Ultimat Vodka&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="new" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Solar_Utility&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Solar Utility (page does not exist)"&gt;Solar Utility&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="new" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Sun_King_Solar&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Sun King Solar (page does not exist)"&gt;Sun King Solar&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Touchstone_Energy" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Touchstone Energy"&gt;Touchstone Natural Gas&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="new" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Three_Star_Energy&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Three Star Energy (page does not exist)"&gt;Three Star Energy&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diamond_Multimedia" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Diamond Multimedia"&gt;Diamond Audio&lt;/a&gt;, a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harley_Davidson" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Harley Davidson"&gt;Harley Davidson&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;dealership, a diamond company (DeJoria), mobile technology developer ROK AMERICAS and the John Paul Pet company, which does hair and personal grooming for animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have to say...this was my favorite meeting of the night. &amp;nbsp;Desert Rose introduced me to "someone" named John (&lt;i&gt;supposedly one of THE best horse trainers in the world.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;Very nice guy but I didn't know of him like I did John Paul when he walked into the room so...)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyway, &amp;nbsp;there was much more going on with all these "theme rooms!" &amp;nbsp;Notice the blue wristband on my wrist? &amp;nbsp;Everyone who was &amp;nbsp;invited &amp;nbsp;to this &amp;nbsp;party had to get one of these prior to entering the elevator that was taking up only &amp;nbsp;guests to the "private Villa." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As we wandered throughout.....We heard what I thought was "Doo Wap" music...Could that really be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I could have stayed in this room all night! &amp;nbsp;I love this kind of old music....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be9ce944974b75e1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe9ce944974b75e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640301%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4551494CFB18C08D9B795C675E6B883A79AD024A.16B014349719D66914E4B1624C2C20BA803F685F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe9ce944974b75e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoHoKtHuLSxEosmYgdwfXN-x8sCc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe9ce944974b75e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640301%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4551494CFB18C08D9B795C675E6B883A79AD024A.16B014349719D66914E4B1624C2C20BA803F685F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe9ce944974b75e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoHoKtHuLSxEosmYgdwfXN-x8sCc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;In this room, also themed girls making "VODKA SNOWCONES, CORNDOGS AND POPCORN" &amp;nbsp;all for your trying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Then as we move on, we find none other than a Pastry Chefs DREAM! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oALQGtxId-Q/Tv0wCPGfu1I/AAAAAAAACgE/Gh5eiXp-Mqk/s1600/IMG_1331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oALQGtxId-Q/Tv0wCPGfu1I/AAAAAAAACgE/Gh5eiXp-Mqk/s320/IMG_1331.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;You got it! &amp;nbsp;This is a tower, clear to the ceiling filled with cupcakes and caramel apples! &amp;nbsp;Not to mention every kind of pastry around the perimeter of the room! &amp;nbsp;No...I didn't eat anything! &amp;nbsp;WHAT WAS I THINKING!? &amp;nbsp;I was just so impressed that I kept wandering to see WHAT ELSE there was! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Ahem&lt;/i&gt;...and the drinks were flowing freely...I only had two hands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;And movin on down the road....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Next, I find&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"THE CHOCOLATE ROOM"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;....OMG, I'm dying about now...(You can come get me when you're ready to leave....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Everything you can possibly imagine to dip into a huge chocolate fountain, every kind of chocolate decadent pastry one could want, and finally, something I've been wanting to try for a long time....(it seems to be the new "taste combination" everywhere) is CHOCOLATE DIPPED BACON. &amp;nbsp;This is where I found the Bossman....hee! hee! &amp;nbsp;We laughed over how much we liked the chocolate bacon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Even tho, I could have stayed THERE all night too, peer pressure said...."We heard there's a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cotton Candy Room!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Onward!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;It's hard to tell from this picture, but this VERY PINK room was completely done in Cotton Candy. &amp;nbsp;Even the Chandelier had it hanging from it. &amp;nbsp;There was this huge "bedsize" mound of Cotton Candy in center.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjFyN8QKXpw/Tv0zYSzLldI/AAAAAAAACgc/DpuFS0UNrPU/s1600/IMG_1333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjFyN8QKXpw/Tv0zYSzLldI/AAAAAAAACgc/DpuFS0UNrPU/s400/IMG_1333.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And all around the perimeter, were beautiful decanters filled with every kind of candy you can imagine! &amp;nbsp;I only got this one picture, and, I did taste in here, &amp;nbsp;it was just too easy to pick some off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2Y7NaJBRmk/Tv0zaBP6cYI/AAAAAAAACgk/hhI9_dZBvas/s1600/IMG_1334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2Y7NaJBRmk/Tv0zaBP6cYI/AAAAAAAACgk/hhI9_dZBvas/s400/IMG_1334.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And what's a party without Karaoke?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;After a couple of FABULOUS singers that just got up out of the crowd, the next thing we hear is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dolly Parton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d8f1012636c20367" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd8f1012636c20367%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640301%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69F4E4FE2C7EFE185B0DD7661920EC1802D89D5F.4C3BC686ED634542D62D40BE970B4C977B2290AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8f1012636c20367%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuiotWMApRE6KpkULcJTvDZf3duI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd8f1012636c20367%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640301%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69F4E4FE2C7EFE185B0DD7661920EC1802D89D5F.4C3BC686ED634542D62D40BE970B4C977B2290AF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8f1012636c20367%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuiotWMApRE6KpkULcJTvDZf3duI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Ok, well it was HER VOICE for sure, but this little gal even had her looks! &amp;nbsp;Hell, &lt;i&gt;for all I was knowing at that time,&lt;/i&gt; it could've BEEN her! &amp;nbsp;She was very tiny, and I just figured this lady had surgery to look like her....but, she just began singing among those of us standing around tipping our cocktails....and we were "sorta" dancing in place to all the fun music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;So, these are the highlights of this fancy little shindig we attended. &amp;nbsp;I can honestly say, I don't think I'll ever get to go to a better party! &amp;nbsp;And the weird thing is, I didn't even know anyone! &amp;nbsp;Except for the one girl who was wandering through the very crowded room and stopped, looked right at me, squeeled "Hi! How are you!" &amp;nbsp;I smiled and said "Fine! it's been so long!" &amp;nbsp;We did that kiss on the cheek thing and I said "Well, you have a great time ok?" &amp;nbsp;She said "Oh, I will!" &amp;nbsp; DR and BM looked at me &lt;i&gt;confused like &lt;/i&gt;and said "Who was that?" &amp;nbsp; I said..."I don't know, but I've always wanted to do that at a cocktail party, &amp;nbsp;so I just went with it! &amp;nbsp;hee! hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Check THAT one off the bucket list!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I only had one regret the next morning....And that was, that I didn't eat/sample all of that food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I hope you enjoyed this party... &amp;nbsp;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-1695789329690005332?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/1695789329690005332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/12/spurs-and-cowboy-christmas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/1695789329690005332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/1695789329690005332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/12/spurs-and-cowboy-christmas.html' title='Spurs and Cowboy Christmas....'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0sCEoXLJTY/Tv0ibvGubmI/AAAAAAAACeM/FTVRXmA05M4/s72-c/IMG_1631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-1868829136734788304</id><published>2011-12-22T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T08:38:42.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Merry CHRISTmas to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I want to wish all of you who might read my blog, and those of you who might lurk through them, the very best of holidays. &amp;nbsp;I hope this holiday includes giving thanks to God for all of your blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go all out this year with my decorations, but I hope you enjoy what I did manage to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6jbV-XTVag/TvLL-UI839I/AAAAAAAACcc/JrJ2akf58wA/s1600/IMG_1447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6jbV-XTVag/TvLL-UI839I/AAAAAAAACcc/JrJ2akf58wA/s400/IMG_1447.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dining Table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Reflections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1k1xPaMRys/TvLMaiVYwYI/AAAAAAAACdI/FLRZ2BseaWs/s1600/IMG_1270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1k1xPaMRys/TvLMaiVYwYI/AAAAAAAACdI/FLRZ2BseaWs/s400/IMG_1270.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Za3-yp_hoOw/TvLMc7qw0CI/AAAAAAAACdQ/JB2aYzlFDaY/s1600/IMG_1274.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Za3-yp_hoOw/TvLMc7qw0CI/AAAAAAAACdQ/JB2aYzlFDaY/s400/IMG_1274.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ornaments on tree....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KrBkOsLyYUk/TvLMe31qgtI/AAAAAAAACdY/Bv3PsUXKmg4/s1600/IMG_1443.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KrBkOsLyYUk/TvLMe31qgtI/AAAAAAAACdY/Bv3PsUXKmg4/s400/IMG_1443.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4M76d9Mejc/TvLMhKhSN2I/AAAAAAAACdg/WYDIxSBKdkw/s1600/IMG_1445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4M76d9Mejc/TvLMhKhSN2I/AAAAAAAACdg/WYDIxSBKdkw/s400/IMG_1445.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fireplace mantle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOwBm5SNMRI/TvLMi_K4E4I/AAAAAAAACdo/v4usWeNJdew/s1600/IMG_1449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EOwBm5SNMRI/TvLMi_K4E4I/AAAAAAAACdo/v4usWeNJdew/s400/IMG_1449.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Reflection of our tree through my large wall mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X88VEP83qk0/TvLMkgLqSVI/AAAAAAAACdw/feX2hAqnrQU/s1600/IMG_1452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X88VEP83qk0/TvLMkgLqSVI/AAAAAAAACdw/feX2hAqnrQU/s400/IMG_1452.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To a non believer, there is no explanation. &amp;nbsp;To a believer there is no explanation necessary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MPfdQX6HGGo/TvLMmd9TWPI/AAAAAAAACd4/T3QmW3mvDs4/s1600/IMG_1454.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MPfdQX6HGGo/TvLMmd9TWPI/AAAAAAAACd4/T3QmW3mvDs4/s400/IMG_1454.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Outside looking in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WInDJ7xVcG8/TvLMnp22AKI/AAAAAAAACeA/Kga8rFF92KE/s1600/IMG_1456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WInDJ7xVcG8/TvLMnp22AKI/AAAAAAAACeA/Kga8rFF92KE/s400/IMG_1456.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A night time picture of my porch railing with garland and lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-1868829136734788304?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/1868829136734788304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-merry-christmas-to-you.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/1868829136734788304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/1868829136734788304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-merry-christmas-to-you.html' title='My Merry CHRISTmas to you'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6jbV-XTVag/TvLL-UI839I/AAAAAAAACcc/JrJ2akf58wA/s72-c/IMG_1447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-1051713055635679254</id><published>2011-12-20T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T18:27:53.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Black Eyed Pea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, our little wrestler has been doing well, he took 2nd in the last tournament!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was SOOO excited to recieve his first award for placing! &amp;nbsp;He's so proud, he packs it around with him everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lE8Gj3npiM/TvFBxutrlmI/AAAAAAAACbg/wl5fEMblLVE/s1600/IMG_1429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lE8Gj3npiM/TvFBxutrlmI/AAAAAAAACbg/wl5fEMblLVE/s320/IMG_1429.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;BUT!! &amp;nbsp;As his grandma, I don't like to see him get a cut and black eye in the process! &amp;nbsp;However, I have to say, I was proud of him for not giving up, or crying. &amp;nbsp;He just got tougher and worked hard until he won that match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7NuarLW7W_s/TvFBzSg63fI/AAAAAAAACbo/PCVVa0mKLrY/s1600/IMG_1431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7NuarLW7W_s/TvFBzSg63fI/AAAAAAAACbo/PCVVa0mKLrY/s320/IMG_1431.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While I love seeing him enjoy turning out for a sport, I do find it hard to watch them getting a bit beat up sometimes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-1051713055635679254?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/1051713055635679254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-black-eyed-pea.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/1051713055635679254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/1051713055635679254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-black-eyed-pea.html' title='My Black Eyed Pea!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lE8Gj3npiM/TvFBxutrlmI/AAAAAAAACbg/wl5fEMblLVE/s72-c/IMG_1429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-950746971075429544</id><published>2011-11-24T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T10:55:33.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding in Hawaii!!  "Pony cousin in training!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eGhrZ9206FA/Ts_fwM5LR_I/AAAAAAAACbU/rEYMx3WOAGU/s1600/DSCF0634.AVI"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D151d17f0b5dff5c5%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1322267681%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3D7F12D0A41BE8CE75820403E56F8491506D4B7E33.6247AF02BE3B2AC1E85BF502FA7EE198E368842F%26key%3Dlh1" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D151d17f0b5dff5c5%26itag%3D18%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1322267681%26sparams%3Did%2Citag%2Cip%2Cipbits%2Cexpire%26signature%3D7F12D0A41BE8CE75820403E56F8491506D4B7E33.6247AF02BE3B2AC1E85BF502FA7EE198E368842F%26key%3Dlh1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been MIA for a while because we were prepping, packing and getting ready for our sons &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;wedding in Maui! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are very happy to welcome our new daughter in law and her 7 yr. old son (Tyler) into our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-95i01oW6UO0/TsiCh7-eUII/AAAAAAAACNY/gF74D20QW3c/s1600/SDC14546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-95i01oW6UO0/TsiCh7-eUII/AAAAAAAACNY/gF74D20QW3c/s320/SDC14546.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and my son met at a fundraiser about 1 1/2 years ago. &amp;nbsp;Although, as it turns out, my husband went to school with both of her parents. &lt;br /&gt;They make a great couple, &amp;nbsp;she is the balance to his personality. &amp;nbsp;Our son is crazy about her!&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice to finally see him THIS happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how she seems to love his kids as her own and she does her very best to make everything fair. &amp;nbsp;It can't be easy for her, as they now have between them, THREE 7 yr. olds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsmiHikXf-M/TsiDvKxiKSI/AAAAAAAACNg/A_J7x3YF8kg/s1600/Picnic+time2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsmiHikXf-M/TsiDvKxiKSI/AAAAAAAACNg/A_J7x3YF8kg/s320/Picnic+time2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here she is giving Avaa, Mels 7 yr. old daughter a piggy back ride back to the car after a long walk we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X239J4FV4Pg/TsiEQf9d9PI/AAAAAAAACNo/ehMAyIKkn3w/s1600/M%2526S+shower+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X239J4FV4Pg/TsiEQf9d9PI/AAAAAAAACNo/ehMAyIKkn3w/s320/M%2526S+shower+1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a Bridal Shower for her family and friends just prior to going to Hawaii. &amp;nbsp;She loves flip flops, so of course, I made her a "flip-flop" cake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we all flew off to Hawaii together, and I can honestly say this was THE BEST vacation we've ever had! &amp;nbsp;SOOOO relaxing, nice warm weather, and THE SNORKELING &amp;nbsp;was the best I've ever experienced! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(If you wanna know what you'd look like with puffed lips? Try snorkeling for hours!) &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I think we saw every kind of fish.&lt;br /&gt;But, of course, the highlight of the trip was the beautiful wedding Mel and Sherylee had. &amp;nbsp;Very romantic, and everything seemed to just flow without a bump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures for you to enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmY3Sm1msPI/Ts8MXoIZZxI/AAAAAAAACNw/bZMEjuiEJqI/s1600/IMG_1062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmY3Sm1msPI/Ts8MXoIZZxI/AAAAAAAACNw/bZMEjuiEJqI/s320/IMG_1062.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the hats I got them to wear on the plane....Did they look excited? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first Mai Tai's after finally getting there and settling into our hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-udQhDL3sf1o/Ts8NIFcX_PI/AAAAAAAACN4/7vqXl98lMQE/s1600/IMG_1067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-udQhDL3sf1o/Ts8NIFcX_PI/AAAAAAAACN4/7vqXl98lMQE/s320/IMG_1067.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'll just post several of the pictures and a couple videos,for you to just sit back and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kxl-fqfMFPo/Ts8XXsedAaI/AAAAAAAACZM/PT3rgvTjIdc/s1600/IMG_1221.MOV" height="266" style="clear: right; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fresh, Double Orchid leis for everyone, and a bottle of ice cold water with customized labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GglBJiWKXIg/Ts8UkaSjdRI/AAAAAAAACTM/6wVaZlC8qaQ/s1600/Wedding+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GglBJiWKXIg/Ts8UkaSjdRI/AAAAAAAACTM/6wVaZlC8qaQ/s320/Wedding+1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mels good friend Keith, who he worked with at Columbia. &amp;nbsp;Also a pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VwMbNjchyLM/Ts8Uks4owaI/AAAAAAAACTU/tU4A6tnG0C4/s1600/Wedding+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VwMbNjchyLM/Ts8Uks4owaI/AAAAAAAACTU/tU4A6tnG0C4/s320/Wedding+2.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;We have many more pictures, but I won't make you look at ALL of them! hee! hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here are a few of our week fun....after the wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhfZjH6VI3U/Ts8XQsW3EwI/AAAAAAAACW0/9CZe1maJDTY/s1600/IMG_1161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhfZjH6VI3U/Ts8XQsW3EwI/AAAAAAAACW0/9CZe1maJDTY/s320/IMG_1161.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sherylee's mom and sister....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0j3-E3rZvuI/Ts8XSpq7ClI/AAAAAAAACW8/hhXgSrUCTmk/s1600/IMG_1215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0j3-E3rZvuI/Ts8XSpq7ClI/AAAAAAAACW8/hhXgSrUCTmk/s320/IMG_1215.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIs7y_s5p4A/Ts8YKxWUnxI/AAAAAAAACYw/rYhYBE1VVlE/s1600/IMG_1247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIs7y_s5p4A/Ts8YKxWUnxI/AAAAAAAACYw/rYhYBE1VVlE/s320/IMG_1247.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After an evening of Luau, we took a walk on the beach to enjoy our last night there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYURyA_y70k/Ts8YLbRcX6I/AAAAAAAACY4/zzYIEZrGL1U/s1600/HA+walking+the+beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYURyA_y70k/Ts8YLbRcX6I/AAAAAAAACY4/zzYIEZrGL1U/s320/HA+walking+the+beach.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we ended up at the Pool and we were all sitting around whining that we had to go home tomorrow and the next thing I know, the guys were jumping in the pool, clothes and all! &amp;nbsp;Well, we pony girls will not miss out on anything like that, so....in we went! &amp;nbsp;What a fun memory to finish off the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sMegX1PBBo/TriLSZSrXvI/AAAAAAAACLA/wQAY0eKgT4c/s1600/Girls+ride+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sMegX1PBBo/TriLSZSrXvI/AAAAAAAACLA/wQAY0eKgT4c/s320/Girls+ride+7.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;26 freaking degrees! &amp;nbsp;That's what it was when I got up this morning. &amp;nbsp;I'm thinking...."Great. We have a ride planned and I don't have enough clothes in my closet&amp;nbsp;to fix this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I ran to Wall Mart last night and got some thermal underware....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjabNctkdf8/TriLbGfyQyI/AAAAAAAACLI/Ke9XR5OQD0g/s1600/Girls+ride+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjabNctkdf8/TriLbGfyQyI/AAAAAAAACLI/Ke9XR5OQD0g/s320/Girls+ride+8.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even the yard art was frosty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I get myself up early, didn't want to be late....but, just as I'm ready to head out the door, I realize we had turned our clocks back last night, and I'm now running &lt;i&gt;early&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I text my riding buddy only to find out she and the other riding buddy are moving slowly this morning due to an "equestrian auction" they attended last night...."translation?" &amp;nbsp;hungover. &amp;nbsp;:-) &amp;nbsp;AND, while she swears it wasn't due to the cowgirl courage she drank at the auction, she tripped over her suitcase while heading to the bathroom at 2:00 a.m., fell and landed on a rocker chair! &amp;nbsp;She ended up with a black eye, a knot on forehead and a cut along her smile line....&lt;i&gt;Well, that's where it was at! &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I mean, don't we ALL have smile lines? &amp;nbsp;Poor thing was hurtin a bit. &amp;nbsp;Good thing that doesn't get in the way of riding, unless you ride on your face....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oOvhI8gVWWM/TriRR_nZlLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/2iLRxek4e5s/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oOvhI8gVWWM/TriRR_nZlLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/2iLRxek4e5s/s320/photo.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, fortunately, I brought peppermint schnapps and "whipped" vodka to spike our hot chocolate with. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I mean, to help Beth feel better.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrive, and I'm greeted by Hank the dog. &amp;nbsp;He always greets me because I give him either a slice of apple or carrot. &amp;nbsp;He came looking for his treat and this morning, I just brushed him off, &lt;i&gt;not really in the mood to dig out my bag for him. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;When I said "Sorry honey, nothing for you this morning. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He actually whimpered! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and started to walk away with tail tucked. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't bear it. &amp;nbsp;I said "Ok, here. &amp;nbsp;I do have one for you." &amp;nbsp;Hank was sooo happy as he walked away with his apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside the house, greeted by my two new buddies, we sat at the table, had coffee and about a half hour later I announced I was gonna go get my things organized and that got everyone moving.&lt;br /&gt;I went out and groomed and lunged Durango. &amp;nbsp;Then AS ALWAYS, I had to bathe his back legs and bottom. &amp;nbsp;What is this??? Is it because he's light that he always seem to have poopy legs and butt? &amp;nbsp;Ugh!...&lt;br /&gt;Here he is drying his hind end in the sun while we are finally getting the trailer loaded and ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M5AGFlW4b40/TriP_ahhD3I/AAAAAAAACLQ/SHYU-Tsc2bc/s1600/Girls+ride+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M5AGFlW4b40/TriP_ahhD3I/AAAAAAAACLQ/SHYU-Tsc2bc/s640/Girls+ride+6.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here is the trailer that Rose hauls us in. &amp;nbsp;I have used mine but when we all ride together, it's nice to have her LQ's to warm up in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fyYjHNqiSE/TriRTT5qCuI/AAAAAAAACMY/iRG4QSCQPmc/s1600/photo.JPG+1" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fyYjHNqiSE/TriRTT5qCuI/AAAAAAAACMY/iRG4QSCQPmc/s640/photo.JPG+1" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Haley, getting all she can get before loading up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3At8cyPCVs/TriS-Xay2cI/AAAAAAAACMo/sUZCXbB0nJk/s1600/photo.JPG+Haley" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3At8cyPCVs/TriS-Xay2cI/AAAAAAAACMo/sUZCXbB0nJk/s400/photo.JPG+Haley" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, off we go, heading for the hills! &amp;nbsp;But, we must stop and get a "Scale Burger," &amp;nbsp;must have a good lunch before a ride, never know when one might have an "unscheduled" stay in the mountains....hmmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0rxw5AItwI/TriRLXB3OvI/AAAAAAAACLo/Ug7Do8QSoVM/s1600/Girls+ride+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c0rxw5AItwI/TriRLXB3OvI/AAAAAAAACLo/Ug7Do8QSoVM/s400/Girls+ride+4.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For my friends who KNOW i'm trying to lose weight, note that Rose and I split one of these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So finally we are at the staging, unloaded, tacked up, pottied and ready to go! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; But, before heading out, there are just SOME THINGS that must be attended too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like our hot chocolate?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oOvhI8gVWWM/TriRR_nZlLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/2iLRxek4e5s/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oOvhI8gVWWM/TriRR_nZlLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/2iLRxek4e5s/s400/photo.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUWGbiHziz8/TriX8_L8v6I/AAAAAAAACMw/D4sZMTfqtTc/s1600/Girls+ride+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUWGbiHziz8/TriX8_L8v6I/AAAAAAAACMw/D4sZMTfqtTc/s640/Girls+ride+5.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;NOW....we'r ready!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Durango is just so happy when he gets to lead! &amp;nbsp;And I must say, he's quite the fearless leader too. &amp;nbsp;He's like a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;tank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;that's what I should've named him!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's a fearless leader who just tromps through anything, fazed by nothing. &amp;nbsp;Bridges, creeks, steep climbing, sliding down hills....he's like, bring it on! &amp;nbsp; It's a good thing he takes good care of me. &amp;nbsp;Remember when I first got him and he was determined to pick his own trails? &amp;nbsp;Well, you'll be happy to know he &lt;i&gt;remembers&lt;/i&gt; doing that, but now he just "looks" that way, I say "Don't even think about it." &amp;nbsp;and he keeps going straight. &amp;nbsp;I'm not so sure he wouldn't "try" to pull that on someone else, but he doesn't with me anymore. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NYqcufhS-R0/TriRMXcQbDI/AAAAAAAACMA/PB_jtzdUVNA/s1600/Girls+ride1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NYqcufhS-R0/TriRMXcQbDI/AAAAAAAACMA/PB_jtzdUVNA/s640/Girls+ride1.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, here we weren't sure why, but Rico was having some issues with going over this little creek bed. &amp;nbsp;Durango had just crossed it, and now he watches closely as Rose and Rico decide are we going to drink it or jump it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jmGJ3vdqPAg/TriRLxkyPRI/AAAAAAAACLw/8jRwjuuwkOg/s1600/Girls+ride+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jmGJ3vdqPAg/TriRLxkyPRI/AAAAAAAACLw/8jRwjuuwkOg/s640/Girls+ride+3.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Durango watching closely to see what's going to happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DlNVfL4D7Gs/TriRMPIRfII/AAAAAAAACL4/azorlJfsFuQ/s1600/Girls+ride+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DlNVfL4D7Gs/TriRMPIRfII/AAAAAAAACL4/azorlJfsFuQ/s640/Girls+ride+2.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rico decided to jump it and all was well, we were on our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Haley just loving being a trail horse! &amp;nbsp;We went up steep hills, covered with mud and multi colored leaves. &amp;nbsp;We crossed bridges, creeks and did some steep downward climbing heading for home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBXQX7NGgzg/TriS870KdPI/AAAAAAAACMg/2_VSqmlIcK4/s1600/photo.JPG+Beth" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBXQX7NGgzg/TriS870KdPI/AAAAAAAACMg/2_VSqmlIcK4/s640/photo.JPG+Beth" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a great ride all in all....(only got lost once!) &amp;nbsp;But, AGAIN thanks to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Verizon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, we made a call to someone who rides these trails all the time,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUESTION: Where are you,... about? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANSWER: Well, we'r not sure, we came this way from that way.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUESTION: Where is the sun to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANSWER: &amp;nbsp;Over there on our right.... &amp;nbsp; We are sooo much help.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully this Vet/friend in spite of all the help we gave, &amp;nbsp;was able to tell us which way to go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We'r lucky he didn't tell WHERE to go!...hee! hee!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And soon, we were on our way back to the staging area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was dark by the time we had the horses watered, electrolytes and loaded. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, back at the barn, we all pitched in and helped Rose with some evening chores, &amp;nbsp;cleaned some stalls, brought horses in for the night, unloaded trailer, tucked my boy in for the night, and then Rose brings out this pie and offered it to Durango! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1oVwg9SZJsk/TriaZBMMPeI/AAAAAAAACM4/xi79YiY6jqo/s1600/Girls+ride+pie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1oVwg9SZJsk/TriaZBMMPeI/AAAAAAAACM4/xi79YiY6jqo/s640/Girls+ride+pie.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He did take a few bites, then the other horses got their turn at it. &amp;nbsp;Can you say SPOILED? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think he even noticed when I left.... :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-3952984909598466927?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/3952984909598466927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/11/autumn-days-ride.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3952984909598466927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3952984909598466927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/11/autumn-days-ride.html' title='Autumn days ride'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sMegX1PBBo/TriLSZSrXvI/AAAAAAAACLA/wQAY0eKgT4c/s72-c/Girls+ride+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-81550104520979730</id><published>2011-10-24T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T20:45:35.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick ride yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Hey there, &amp;nbsp;Just wanted to share with you that I had Durango out on a trail-ride yesterday. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't very long, but we just hauled about 10 mins. away and then unloaded, walked them across a street and there we were! &amp;nbsp;Some great little trails to ride. &amp;nbsp;I wanted to try him out since he's gone barefoot in the back this week. &amp;nbsp;He did great, doesn't seem to be sore at all.&lt;br /&gt;We &amp;nbsp;only rode about 1 hour as this was a spur of the moment ride put together....but this place "could" be a 2 hour ride if we had explored all the different ways. &lt;br /&gt;It's nice to find some of these places that I can go, still be right here in town and at least get "some" trail riding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0f9bLTd2ND4/TqYtDqOe-9I/AAAAAAAACKM/GetAsQrg2ZQ/s1600/Trailgate+ride+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0f9bLTd2ND4/TqYtDqOe-9I/AAAAAAAACKM/GetAsQrg2ZQ/s640/Trailgate+ride+3.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My boy behaved really well, he got to lead some of it and he seems to be his happiest in the front. &amp;nbsp;He just "tromps" through those mud puddles, and some of them were huge! &lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of one he tromped through like a champ and then I turned around to snap pictures of "VINNY" going though them for the first time! &amp;nbsp;He is Racheals 2 year old horse. &amp;nbsp;He's going to be a show horse mostly but she was SO proud of him because he went in (with a little coaxing) and he would follow Durango through, but later, when he was asked to lead through some, &amp;nbsp;Well, &amp;nbsp;he wanted no part of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K-fDIwHpCgA/TqYtyAK5skI/AAAAAAAACKU/1WkPuxMGOWI/s1600/Trailgate+ride+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K-fDIwHpCgA/TqYtyAK5skI/AAAAAAAACKU/1WkPuxMGOWI/s640/Trailgate+ride+2.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UhO1-ycvp_g/TqYuQVy17FI/AAAAAAAACKc/AiAJhYzFE0o/s1600/Trailgate+ride+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UhO1-ycvp_g/TqYuQVy17FI/AAAAAAAACKc/AiAJhYzFE0o/s640/Trailgate+ride+4.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He was cute, he kept pawing at the water, and then she couldn't get him to come out! &amp;nbsp;But he did once we began riding off. &amp;nbsp;:-) &amp;nbsp;Funny how that works!&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture I took (over my head) trying to get the other girls in there. &amp;nbsp;Not bad for not being able to see what I was capturing! &amp;nbsp;That's Racheal, Rose and Liz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1ik0xvK69A/TqYup0gaTJI/AAAAAAAACKk/UB6mpm19CXc/s1600/Trailgate+ride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w1ik0xvK69A/TqYup0gaTJI/AAAAAAAACKk/UB6mpm19CXc/s640/Trailgate+ride.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-81550104520979730?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/81550104520979730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/10/quick-ride-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/81550104520979730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/81550104520979730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/10/quick-ride-yesterday.html' title='Quick ride yesterday'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0f9bLTd2ND4/TqYtDqOe-9I/AAAAAAAACKM/GetAsQrg2ZQ/s72-c/Trailgate+ride+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-3817997182788396402</id><published>2011-10-22T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T19:59:38.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pony Cousins Watch this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="6" cellspacing="0" class="tborder posts" id="post543801" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-collapse: collapse; border-left-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: black; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="font: normal normal normal 10pt/normal Arial, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="wrapper_thread_container" style="clear: left; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 938px;"&gt;&lt;div class="wrapper_thread" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fef4d9; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-right-color: rgb(234, 229, 223); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; width: 939px;"&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-right-color: rgb(234, 229, 223); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; width: 747px;"&gt;&lt;div class="td_post" id="td_post_543801" style="min-height: 192px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Hey there, I betcha thought you were gonna see me doing something fabulous on Durango huh? &amp;nbsp;Well, not this time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I actually wanted to tell you about a great T.V. reality show coming on soon. &amp;nbsp;NOVEMBER 1st. &amp;nbsp;Put this on your phone with an alert so we can all tune in and see who wins the "Americas Favorite Trail Horse." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm just wondering why the Desert Rose, Bossman and Baby Doll weren't asked to try out for this? &amp;nbsp;After all, I'll bet the horses we spent the night on the Pacific Crest Trail matches anything these contestants went through! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;So, I thought it would be fun for us all to "try" and tune into this so we can share our most valued opinions! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;This Traci Woodard is a member of my Clinton Anderson club. &amp;nbsp;So, of course they are asking all of us to vote for "Rusty Executive." &amp;nbsp;But, we'll see....I think it will be fun to see what they are doing with this show, don't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="6" cellspacing="0" class="tborder posts" id="post543801" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-collapse: collapse; border-left-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: black; display: inline !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="display: inline !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="display: inline !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="display: inline !important; font: normal normal normal 10pt/normal Arial, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="wrapper_thread_container" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 938px;"&gt;&lt;div class="wrapper_thread" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fef4d9; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-right-color: rgb(234, 229, 223); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; display: inline !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; width: 939px;"&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-right-color: rgb(234, 229, 223); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; display: inline !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; width: 747px;"&gt;&lt;div class="td_post" id="td_post_543801" style="display: inline !important; min-height: 192px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="display: inline !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Traci Woodard, a NWC member from Florida, and her husband's horse Rusty Executive are competing for the title of America's Favorite Trail Horse - a television reality series hosted by American Competitive Trail Horse Association. To be considered for the honor, the duo survived grueling trail challenges and was selected as one of a hundred finalists from 900-plus auditions around the country.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="6" cellspacing="0" class="tborder posts" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-collapse: collapse; border-left-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(147, 146, 144); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; color: black; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;td style="font: normal normal normal 10pt/normal Arial, geneva, lucida, 'lucida grande', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="wrapper_thread_container" style="clear: left; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 938px;"&gt;&lt;div class="wrapper_thread" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fef4d9; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0px 0px; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-right-color: rgb(234, 229, 223); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; width: 939px;"&gt;&lt;div class="content" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-right-color: rgb(234, 229, 223); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative; width: 747px;"&gt;&lt;div class="td_post" style="min-height: 192px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div id="post_message_543801" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 100 finalists were filmed this past spring at the national finals for the AFTH series that premiered on HRTV this fall. The show will run for 10 weeks, showcasing 10 riders and horses per episode. Horse lovers around the country will ultimately decide which horse is truly America's favorite trail horse by voting on their favorite horse each week. Final episode airs November 1st at 8pm EST and can be viewed on DISH channel 404 on HRTV or&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.actha.tv/" style="color: #660000; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;www.actha.tv&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In week 12 the top 10 horses will compete for votes and the AFTH title, with the top horse receiving $25,000, second $15,000 and third $10,000. "It is very touching for us to see what a great horse Rusty has become thanks to what we have learned from Downunder Horsemanship," Traci says, speaking for herself and her husband Mike. "We can't wait to see the results; go 'Roo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voting for AFTH will be held November 1st through 3rd at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.actha.us/" style="color: #660000; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;www.actha.us&lt;/a&gt;. Support Traci by voting for #357 Rusty Executive. Club members will recognize the gelding from the now infamous "Most desensitized Horse" contest on the NWC forums. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-3817997182788396402?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/3817997182788396402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/10/pony-cousins-watch-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3817997182788396402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3817997182788396402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/10/pony-cousins-watch-this.html' title='Pony Cousins Watch this!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-5424338534659903968</id><published>2011-10-12T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:08:44.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 month update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9qGE80aHBw/TpZvIfM3j8I/AAAAAAAACJ4/VqPWYoSan04/s1600/D+and+Me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9qGE80aHBw/TpZvIfM3j8I/AAAAAAAACJ4/VqPWYoSan04/s400/D+and+Me.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have to say....it's happening. &amp;nbsp;I'm falling for this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm realizing that you get out of it, what you put into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This big headed guy is learning the sound of my car when I drive up, he never runs from me when he's out in his pasture, he just looks at me walking up to him with the halter, and then he walks towards me to meet me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we had one of the best lessons ever. &amp;nbsp;We'v been working on getting him to "KNOW" his gaits, wait for the cue, and stay in them once there.&lt;br /&gt;I was getting concerned that I'd NEVER get him to stay in his running walk. &amp;nbsp;He would always slip into this "DEATH TROT." &amp;nbsp;I was beginning to think he'd never get it. &lt;br /&gt;But, tonight? &amp;nbsp;He got it, or should I say I got it. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, our timing "together" finally was on the same page.&lt;br /&gt;We have transitioned him up into a Tom Thumb Mylar bit. &amp;nbsp;It worked great tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I was able to take him from a walk directly to a canter. From a walk directly to a running/walk just like a TW SHOULD DO! &amp;nbsp;I hardly saw any of the awful death trot. &amp;nbsp;And, most importantly.....I'm able to see him getting softer in the mouth too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very happy that my shoer has been taking a real interest in him and he's making improvement on less stumbling and clicking his feet together. &amp;nbsp;I'm seeing MUCH less of that now. &amp;nbsp;Yee Haw!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny how when I first got him, I didn't really think he'd be the perfect match for me....but I can honestly say after tonight...I'm SO glad he's mine. &amp;nbsp;I love him......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-5424338534659903968?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/5424338534659903968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/10/2-month-update.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5424338534659903968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5424338534659903968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/10/2-month-update.html' title='2 month update'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9qGE80aHBw/TpZvIfM3j8I/AAAAAAAACJ4/VqPWYoSan04/s72-c/D+and+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-8197761448393643533</id><published>2011-10-05T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T22:11:44.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To make over or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b27zksE007Y/To01igp6dFI/AAAAAAAACJs/ERYDpNF-qSs/s1600/IMG_0844.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b27zksE007Y/To01igp6dFI/AAAAAAAACJs/ERYDpNF-qSs/s320/IMG_0844.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is my very small kitchen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are nothing special....23 years old oak. &amp;nbsp;Very plain. &amp;nbsp;But, a few years ago, we did do granite tiles and I still love those! &amp;nbsp;So...In order to not lose those, I'm thinking of having the cupboards refaced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PjaRxpaKGNo/To01l9BEndI/AAAAAAAACJ0/WyN5x9a9Xgo/s1600/IMG_0849.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PjaRxpaKGNo/To01l9BEndI/AAAAAAAACJ0/WyN5x9a9Xgo/s320/IMG_0849.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I haul home some samples, and I just KNEW I wanted the cream painted cabinets with a glaze....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Well, I was surprised to find that they looked&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; awful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;next to all my white appliances...Duh!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I actually really liked the cherrywood ones with a black glaze! &amp;nbsp;I forgot to take pics. for you....And Dan the cabinet man took the samples back today. &amp;nbsp;He came by, measured everything, &amp;nbsp;and is going to give me a bid to see what the damage would be to do this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm excited, but we'll see how much a project like this is going to be first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I just wanted to share this with you, sort of like a "before" picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jd4yHVx50Pw/To01kGPwv5I/AAAAAAAACJw/J2iYol7SCkY/s1600/IMG_0846.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jd4yHVx50Pw/To01kGPwv5I/AAAAAAAACJw/J2iYol7SCkY/s320/IMG_0846.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-8197761448393643533?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/8197761448393643533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-make-over-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/8197761448393643533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/8197761448393643533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-make-over-or-not.html' title='To make over or not?'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b27zksE007Y/To01igp6dFI/AAAAAAAACJs/ERYDpNF-qSs/s72-c/IMG_0844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-6717415156566253851</id><published>2011-09-24T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T23:22:50.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming Pony Cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_mU7DfUnHc/Tn65lbRa7nI/AAAAAAAACJg/hzLQuvCU9f8/s1600/IMG_0595.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;A&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_mU7DfUnHc/Tn65lbRa7nI/AAAAAAAACJg/hzLQuvCU9f8/s400/IMG_0595.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have two wonderful grandaughters, Brooklyn (10) and Avaa (7). &amp;nbsp;Both of them seem very interested in riding my new horse. &amp;nbsp;The boys? &amp;nbsp;Not so much. &amp;nbsp;Connor even told me one day when i had him sitting on the horse, "Gramma, I just don't think I'm much of a horse person..." &amp;nbsp;I laughed, and told him "Thats ok, it's not for everyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we'v decided they (the girls) are able to begin learning the basics, and getting familiar with horse safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Avaa and she is a pistol with energy to burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6-dtzNKDmrQ/Tn7HlLbA0qI/AAAAAAAACJk/YTmU4VHTtCo/s1600/SDC14549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6-dtzNKDmrQ/Tn7HlLbA0qI/AAAAAAAACJk/YTmU4VHTtCo/s320/SDC14549.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brooklyn is very busy with Soccer right now, so I'll have to get her started later. &amp;nbsp;Fortunately, we have all winter in a covered arena to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I invited Avaa to the barn with me and when she came downstairs she had dressed herself perfectly without my even guiding her! &amp;nbsp;(Above top) I was so shocked when I saw her in her pink cowgirl boots (thank you Brooklyn!) that it was hard to keep a straight face. &amp;nbsp;I asked to take a picture and she was ONLY so happy to oblige! &amp;nbsp;(Can you see the confidence here???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, We went to the barn, introductions were made between her and Durango. &lt;br /&gt;She groomed and learned about crossing behind horses, how they can see best if she's on the side, where the kick and strick areas are, and how to not do something behind them that might startle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we made it out to the arena. &amp;nbsp;I've begun "some very basic" lessons with her. &amp;nbsp;She watched me demonstrate everything first.&lt;br /&gt;1. We learned about leading safely&lt;br /&gt;2. We rode bareback (clinging to the mane and bareback pad handle.)&lt;br /&gt;3. We talked about balance&lt;br /&gt;4. She finally became comfortable enough to let go and use her body and legs to help her balance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised at her confidence when leading, as you can tell in the video, I seem more nervous that she would get stepped on than she was.&lt;br /&gt;At one point, Durango tries to stop and sniff a "poop pile" and she just jerked him up quickly and as she walked him away, You can here her mumbling.... "No eating poop, that's just gross!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aaf7073b22933d6d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daaf7073b22933d6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640301%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B2AFD84CF725C3E4351B6270BC9C7F6471C53ED.38860D0802A73D37E960BDC5B464864C0E676482%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daaf7073b22933d6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkQeWeuXGTYm8UXq36_FOoDDURmY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daaf7073b22933d6d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331640301%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B2AFD84CF725C3E4351B6270BC9C7F6471C53ED.38860D0802A73D37E960BDC5B464864C0E676482%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daaf7073b22933d6d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkQeWeuXGTYm8UXq36_FOoDDURmY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, below, you should see one of her riding after she gained her balance and confidence. &amp;nbsp;Look, no hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm looking forward to watching both the girls become comfortable around him and learn their balance early on. &amp;nbsp;I have always felt that thats why I have balance issues, because i didn't start riding till I was well......much older. &amp;nbsp; :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, more importantly, Durango seems to know that he needs to be careful around them. &amp;nbsp;I wondered how he'd be with kids, but we'll take it very slowly. &amp;nbsp;After all...these are my girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-6717415156566253851?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/6717415156566253851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/09/upcoming-pony-cousin.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/6717415156566253851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/6717415156566253851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/09/upcoming-pony-cousin.html' title='Upcoming Pony Cousin'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_mU7DfUnHc/Tn65lbRa7nI/AAAAAAAACJg/hzLQuvCU9f8/s72-c/IMG_0595.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-4547518650713735540</id><published>2011-09-19T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T22:34:26.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Horse Camping property?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went up to the "camping property" to do our annual "work party." &amp;nbsp;We hadn't been up there in a LONG time, so my daughter and I were worried about what we'd find. &lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we took the riding lawn mower. &amp;nbsp;We knew we'd have to go cut branches, weed eat all over the place, cut down stickers and clear all the ATV trails from those nasty stinging nettles, but we weren't prepared to see THIS much grass had grown! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;This picture shows part of it, AFTER I mowed a few strips.&lt;br /&gt;My grandaughter was knee deep in grass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YsvrHhs8P5M/TngUWv3aaCI/AAAAAAAACJE/-ZmwN0BhcKo/s1600/IMG_0518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YsvrHhs8P5M/TngUWv3aaCI/AAAAAAAACJE/-ZmwN0BhcKo/s400/IMG_0518.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So...while I mowed grass, our daughter took the 4 wheeler and pulled out fallen (small) trees, and clipped branches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBun8ruu9oc/TngWCbZowSI/AAAAAAAACJI/3S0ILC7adK4/s1600/IMG_0522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBun8ruu9oc/TngWCbZowSI/AAAAAAAACJI/3S0ILC7adK4/s400/IMG_0522.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend began weed eating the tall weeds, and cutting up the small trees. &amp;nbsp;We stacked wood forever! &amp;nbsp;Then I began helping with the weed eating. &amp;nbsp;Did you know that thing makes ones arms go numb???&lt;br /&gt;We did take a break and go get THE BEST burgers from the Scale burger joint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This work was all SOOOO worth it. &amp;nbsp;The place looked beautiful when we were done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sEBtDYU5MfE/TngWDwXHKjI/AAAAAAAACJM/ikEF50RalDo/s1600/IMG_0526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sEBtDYU5MfE/TngWDwXHKjI/AAAAAAAACJM/ikEF50RalDo/s400/IMG_0526.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? &amp;nbsp;I know my cousins and I have talked about building some corrals up there so we can camp and go ride the Elbe hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that would be a great idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, this was one HARD clean up day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whew!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o9SmGkmBiC8/TngWKI4dHtI/AAAAAAAACJY/SWQ6UQ-jQiU/s1600/IMG_0538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o9SmGkmBiC8/TngWKI4dHtI/AAAAAAAACJY/SWQ6UQ-jQiU/s400/IMG_0538.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nAvHX-QhE-E/TngWIaA_MEI/AAAAAAAACJU/Cevd8EZDVt4/s1600/IMG_0534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cL76_DzgDPo/TnV9MsgsAXI/AAAAAAAACI8/2WtMbiZ_vSk/s1600/IMG_0625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cL76_DzgDPo/TnV9MsgsAXI/AAAAAAAACI8/2WtMbiZ_vSk/s640/IMG_0625.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaLaHYjMnUU/TnV9xNjsUJI/AAAAAAAACJA/h5mYGLJwa2M/s1600/IMG_0623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaLaHYjMnUU/TnV9xNjsUJI/AAAAAAAACJA/h5mYGLJwa2M/s320/IMG_0623.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he stretched his big neck UNDER the lowest rail and got ahold of that black hay bag, had slid it ever so carefully under the fence and was very happy just eating till his hearts content! &amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves his food for sure!&lt;br /&gt;He gets fed 4 times a day at his stables, and I think we only fed three times that weekend, so he just took it upon himself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-7464496585362719214?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/7464496585362719214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/09/guess-what-durango-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/7464496585362719214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/7464496585362719214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/09/guess-what-durango-did.html' title='Guess what Durango did?'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cL76_DzgDPo/TnV9MsgsAXI/AAAAAAAACI8/2WtMbiZ_vSk/s72-c/IMG_0625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-2754059224098543880</id><published>2011-09-14T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T10:03:24.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't I lucky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I knew I was blessed to have such a wonderful family, but this just confirms how thoughtful they are. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I got another fun package, completely unexpected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home from our ride this weekend, I noticed a package on the table.&lt;br /&gt;I was busy unloading ALL MY STUFF from the car so I was only able to "longingly" keep looking at it for a day. &amp;nbsp;I can't stand just coming in, and dumping all my stuff from a ride, so....Yea, I know, a bit annal huh?&lt;br /&gt;Pommel bags must be cleaned out, suitcases emptied and most of all....clean the car! &amp;nbsp;My hubby gets &amp;nbsp;a bit frazzled at the condition of my car after one of our weekends of riding....."sigh" &lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I told Desert Rose while we were driving somewhere, "Did you ever notice when we are together on these weekends, our cars look like we are living out of them?" &amp;nbsp;Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress....&lt;br /&gt;So I open this pretty little package, all wrapped in red paper, &lt;i&gt;Opps, first read the card.&lt;/i&gt;..I'm such a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7FoHNPsIyw/TnDX_F3UXiI/AAAAAAAACIk/YwdxgjoKyUw/s1600/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7FoHNPsIyw/TnDX_F3UXiI/AAAAAAAACIk/YwdxgjoKyUw/s320/securedownload.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Dearest, favorite cousin Betsy," &amp;nbsp;Ok, ok, she just said "Betsy."&lt;br /&gt;But, she wrote the most loving note, congratulating me on my new "pony." &amp;nbsp;And she went on to say she saw this Tenn. Walking horse charm at her favorite bead place and she just had to get it for me and make me a necklace with it! &amp;nbsp; How sweet is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3NpqF0CDzo/TnDYBF8IGyI/AAAAAAAACIo/4fxSEJMq8kg/s1600/necklace4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3NpqF0CDzo/TnDYBF8IGyI/AAAAAAAACIo/4fxSEJMq8kg/s320/necklace4.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This came from my dear, sweet pony cousin &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Ranch Girl Diaries&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how much that meant to me to have her think about me and go to all that work.&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't know....The Ranch Girl has opened her new business making Southwest jewelry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You should check it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, her stuff is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OaRRGAvzEiw/TnDYEVM9DII/AAAAAAAACIw/dcd9RDm_YZY/s1600/necklace+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OaRRGAvzEiw/TnDYEVM9DII/AAAAAAAACIw/dcd9RDm_YZY/s320/necklace+2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is one of her creations that I purchased from her last time we were together! &amp;nbsp;I love it, it goes with many of my outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT'S NOT ALL! &lt;br /&gt;While we were at this ride this weekend, my two twin pony cousins surprised me with another of Michelles creations they bought for me! &amp;nbsp;I tend to like the lime green colors, and I like how it coordinates with many other colors like the blues. &amp;nbsp; I actually "coveted" this particular necklace when I was browsing her creations, but I chose the above one that day.&lt;br /&gt;So...I thought it was just so sweet that they got it for me and presented it to me on that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n7t-n4T4OoQ/TnDYCytLwLI/AAAAAAAACIs/7IN7LOwcARE/s1600/necklace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n7t-n4T4OoQ/TnDYCytLwLI/AAAAAAAACIs/7IN7LOwcARE/s320/necklace.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I never wore much jewelry prior to our riding days, but I'm really enjoying adding a few pieces to my humble jewelry armoire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ud9e2-ai434/TnDacmHPlfI/AAAAAAAACI0/vNdFr6Yrjls/s1600/Dorango+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ud9e2-ai434/TnDacmHPlfI/AAAAAAAACI0/vNdFr6Yrjls/s320/Dorango+5.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you cousins for being so happy for me. &amp;nbsp;I am enjoying my boy, he's been very good for me yet is forward enough that he is going to challenge me to be a better rider. &amp;nbsp;We are in a training session now for a month to get him a bit more finished. &amp;nbsp;He's a quick learner and is becoming more collected and knowledgable about his special gaits. &amp;nbsp;I sometimes think I'm the one who is learning more than him though! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is really liking his new home, and he's putting on weight now that he doesn't have to fight for his food!&lt;br /&gt;But, he is developing a bit of an attitude when it comes to his food. &amp;nbsp;Rose, my stable owner, &amp;nbsp;just yesterday, put him in the pasture with a rescue horse she got a few weeks ago, and texted me last night to say that Durango had bossed Cherokee all around the place. &amp;nbsp;"He thought he was pretty cool." &amp;nbsp; Poor Cherokee got a little beat up. &amp;nbsp;I don't like that he is determined not to be bullied now, (he knows what that's like!) &amp;nbsp;So, we might just keep them in their own pastures, we'll see. &amp;nbsp;She said sometimes once they get fat and happy they can get alittle more aggressive. &amp;nbsp;Well, he's just gonna have to learn play nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZBBb6n55Rg/TnDaevEvfZI/AAAAAAAACI4/63tNaN830eg/s1600/Durango.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZBBb6n55Rg/TnDaevEvfZI/AAAAAAAACI4/63tNaN830eg/s320/Durango.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture makes him look SO narrow! &amp;nbsp;I wonder if he'll ever grow into that head! &amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-2754059224098543880?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/2754059224098543880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/09/arent-i-lucky.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2754059224098543880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2754059224098543880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/09/arent-i-lucky.html' title='Aren&apos;t I lucky?'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7FoHNPsIyw/TnDX_F3UXiI/AAAAAAAACIk/YwdxgjoKyUw/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-7633550535350292831</id><published>2011-09-03T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T14:33:31.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I've been receiving things on the front porch lately via Fed Ex. &amp;nbsp;I've ordered everything from shoes to our clothes for our sons wedding in Hawaii. &amp;nbsp;(Post on that later). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, today I got a package and was really confused because I'd received everything I'd ordered, I just couldn't figure out what this was? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLAPtss3FTU/TmKZ2lEvO_I/AAAAAAAACIc/FApKAXoTUwo/s1600/CA+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLAPtss3FTU/TmKZ2lEvO_I/AAAAAAAACIc/FApKAXoTUwo/s320/CA+4.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened it up, and was SURPRISED to see these things from Clinton Anderson! &amp;nbsp;I had recently signed up for his club, where I thought I'd be getting a newsletter, and discount's on anything I order etc.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xv6DslZd6L0/TmKZ1q2dFbI/AAAAAAAACIY/CWWES4KiFHY/s1600/CA+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xv6DslZd6L0/TmKZ1q2dFbI/AAAAAAAACIY/CWWES4KiFHY/s320/CA+3.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, first I pulled out this nifty "weatherproof" &amp;nbsp;bag for my horsie essentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I found NOT ONE, BUT TWO DVD's! &amp;nbsp;One on his Philosophy, and one on starting the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--PZrvSpNccE/TmKZ3txsThI/AAAAAAAACIg/unxJ7UbEJHU/s1600/CA+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--PZrvSpNccE/TmKZ3txsThI/AAAAAAAACIg/unxJ7UbEJHU/s320/CA+5.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dug deeper and found:&lt;br /&gt;A CUTE baseball cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-et5I6_XiyKM/TmKZzvZygiI/AAAAAAAACIQ/puWqvrvey2A/s1600/CA+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-et5I6_XiyKM/TmKZzvZygiI/AAAAAAAACIQ/puWqvrvey2A/s320/CA+1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Deeper.....Wow a T-shirt too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO0Yh00QYLE/TmKZyMj8sBI/AAAAAAAACIM/ptEOIeHuDjs/s1600/CA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lO0Yh00QYLE/TmKZyMj8sBI/AAAAAAAACIM/ptEOIeHuDjs/s320/CA.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And last but not least.....a CA mousepad. &amp;nbsp;Well, I have to say I don't use these, but anyone who does feel free to let me know and I'll send it to ya!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQOnkpjAO1w/TmKZ0uJ6QzI/AAAAAAAACIU/9BNyLO3imMA/s1600/CA+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQOnkpjAO1w/TmKZ0uJ6QzI/AAAAAAAACIU/9BNyLO3imMA/s320/CA+2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I think this was a pretty nice package to receive today, and the best of all??? &amp;nbsp; It was all FREE! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was quick to point that out to my husband so didn't give me that evil eye that he gives everytime the Fed Ex comes to the door. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Did I tell you how much I like FREE????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-7633550535350292831?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/7633550535350292831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/09/mail-surprise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/7633550535350292831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/7633550535350292831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/09/mail-surprise.html' title='Mail Surprise'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XLAPtss3FTU/TmKZ2lEvO_I/AAAAAAAACIc/FApKAXoTUwo/s72-c/CA+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-1984754751626514403</id><published>2011-08-30T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T21:39:19.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new horse vandalized</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Well, I am just shocked that someone would do something like this but, I guess I shouldn't be surprised. &amp;nbsp;This world is full of mean people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get to the barn today, bring him out and begin to groom him when....WTF? &amp;nbsp;His tail had been cut in two different places and at different lengths! &amp;nbsp;Mind you, his tail had come clear down to his heels prior to this.....The cuts were straight across as tho someone had it in their hand and just CUT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnAc-_ooLeU/Tl2KwVZDMpI/AAAAAAAACIA/SVvWsmfE67M/s1600/Durangos+tail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnAc-_ooLeU/Tl2KwVZDMpI/AAAAAAAACIA/SVvWsmfE67M/s320/Durangos+tail.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was just sick. &amp;nbsp;He may have been healing from bite marks, and have a big bucket head, but boy, he had a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;beautiful mane and tail. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We couldn't figure out how this could have happened? &amp;nbsp;Rose, the owner of the stables, came out and was just shocked. &amp;nbsp;He had been grazing in the one field up front, where he was exposed to the road (if someone wanted to drive by, they could have done it there, &amp;nbsp;But, if someone really wanted to get to him, or any of the horses, they COULD walk up the side of their turnout stalls and could get to them. &amp;nbsp;All the other horses had their tails bound up in those tail covers, (just something she does with hers) and Durangos was exposed, and he would back up to anyone to get his butt scratched....Ugh! &amp;nbsp;Silly horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TjwFBLxWw2g/Tl2Ol5pN0FI/AAAAAAAACII/afwmTbgsPdQ/s1600/Bridlepath+ride4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rose said she really doubted it couldve happened by another horse, He doesn't share pastures with anyone, and it wouldn't have been such a clean cut.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to call the police, but my husband told her they would'nt do anything, unless she saw something or someone. &amp;nbsp;I'm just lucky this is ALL they did. &lt;br /&gt;Now Rose has him in a protective pasture right in back of her house where she can keep an eye on him. &amp;nbsp;But, I can't help but be really ticked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Rose (being a retired beautician) got her shears out and proceeded to "blend" in the chop cuts and made his tail look much better, but still thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygDE0KwPyy8/Tl2Kx5c5MEI/AAAAAAAACIE/NGTy4Vl9dx0/s1600/Durangos+hair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygDE0KwPyy8/Tl2Kx5c5MEI/AAAAAAAACIE/NGTy4Vl9dx0/s320/Durangos+hair.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I gathered the hair she cut, and brought it home, why? &amp;nbsp;I DON'T KNOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll ask my pony cousin Ranch Girl to think of something (jewelry wise) that she could make for me with his hair included in it? &lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know at Cowboy Christmas we saw many "crafty" things that people had made with horse hair....maybe she'll come up with some good ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe some of you have an idea? &amp;nbsp;I'd love to hear them. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-1984754751626514403?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/1984754751626514403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-new-horse-vandalized.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/1984754751626514403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/1984754751626514403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-new-horse-vandalized.html' title='My new horse vandalized'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnAc-_ooLeU/Tl2KwVZDMpI/AAAAAAAACIA/SVvWsmfE67M/s72-c/Durangos+tail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-3577306311958941835</id><published>2011-08-25T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T19:56:15.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning lunging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I'm not even sure if I spell lunging correctly, but you horse-people will let me know if I'm wrong, right?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71tK3IpCMQk/TlcHfRVrY6I/AAAAAAAACH8/_gO3mUrEsbA/s1600/IMG_0504.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71tK3IpCMQk/TlcHfRVrY6I/AAAAAAAACH8/_gO3mUrEsbA/s320/IMG_0504.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Poor Durango....he has this awkward new owner who can't even seem to handle the carrot, lungline and him all at the same time without getting tangled. &amp;nbsp;I new I was giving him mixed signals when he would be trying SO hard and then just stop, and look at me with his head high as tho he was saying "would you make up your mind???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't help but laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel it's important to "go back" and make sure I'm not doing things in a sloppy manner while trying to teach him things. &amp;nbsp;Just because I've been riding for 5 years now, doesn't mean I've necessarily been doing everything right. &amp;nbsp;I mean it's pretty hard to screw up sitting in the saddle, using your legs to steer Jesse, and drinking a Mike's at the same time. &amp;nbsp;He was just so trail savvy, he knew what to do and where to go. &amp;nbsp;Well, this new horse is ripe for the training, and I decided I didn't want to ruin him, by giving him so many mixed cues he'd just give up on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I decided to go back to the basics and have my trainer "correct" what she see's I might be doing wrong. &amp;nbsp; So, she watched me lunging, and then stepped in when she'd seen enough. &amp;nbsp;I caught on quite quickly from her, she gave me clear tips. &amp;nbsp;Like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Quit giving so many clucks and using them for more than one thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Have "specific" verbal cues to go along with the right body movements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I learned "where" to stand at the time of lunging him, and where to stand when stopping and turning him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I learned to stop him, have him looking at me as I change the carrot and line into the opposite hands so he would learn that when I do that, he's going to be changing direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It only took me a couple times and I had him going in clear directions. &amp;nbsp; He is such a fast learner. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-7PCvcbW1I/TlcHViGDVXI/AAAAAAAACH4/jvtb_L91mhk/s1600/IMG_0506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-7PCvcbW1I/TlcHViGDVXI/AAAAAAAACH4/jvtb_L91mhk/s320/IMG_0506.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But.....He got new shoes the other day, and he was still tripping today. &amp;nbsp;Shoer said he thinks he might just not know the proper placement of his feet yet. &amp;nbsp;Evidentally, these are "corrective" shoes. &amp;nbsp;So, I'm putting bell boots on him to prevent him from knocking off the front shoes as they were custom made with little knobs on the ends of them. &amp;nbsp;Shoer says he'd like to see him grow more foot, almost like the previous shoer had cut too much off him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I'm hoping he gets the hang of it soon, because I'm not a fan of his rear tripping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just have to tell you! &amp;nbsp;Today, when I went for my lesson, he looked up when I got out of the car and watched me. &amp;nbsp;Well, I had to turn around, come home and get my boots. &amp;nbsp;As I was leaving, he had his neck stretched up high looking at me as tho to say...."Hey, wait, where ya going??" &amp;nbsp;It was cute, because that's the first time he's shown any idea that he even cares that he's mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-3577306311958941835?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/3577306311958941835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/learning-lunging.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3577306311958941835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3577306311958941835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/learning-lunging.html' title='Learning lunging'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71tK3IpCMQk/TlcHfRVrY6I/AAAAAAAACH8/_gO3mUrEsbA/s72-c/IMG_0504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-8113907994914097914</id><published>2011-08-21T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T08:50:33.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17MrC6CQnv8/TlEidvpl_TI/AAAAAAAACHs/EpyJld4t6SM/s1600/Dorango+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17MrC6CQnv8/TlEidvpl_TI/AAAAAAAACHs/EpyJld4t6SM/s320/Dorango+5.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My boy passed his vet check! &amp;nbsp;Yeah! &amp;nbsp;I guess he's really gonna be mine now! &amp;nbsp;I was hoping but yet, didn't really trust that he was gonna be that perfect fit people talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that I haven't let my guard down emothionally with this homely, lovable horse. &amp;nbsp;I just keep waiting for him to be the "devil in disguise...." &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;After all, I had visions of a "gorgeous" horse.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;Not one that is all marked up from horse bites all over him. &amp;nbsp;Not one who's coat is thin and not very shiny. And not one who even the vet said "He's just so cool! I find the homelier they are the better..." &amp;nbsp;"&lt;i&gt;Whaaat????"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Today, I took a big step. &amp;nbsp;I took him out to an "organized" ride with several people from the stables that I'm boarding Durango in.&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;b&gt;or me, that was a big step!&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;I didn't know any of them, &lt;i&gt;except the owner of our stables.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;I'm so used to riding only with my Pony Cousins and to do all this myself was a big thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were leaving the stables at 8:00 a.m. &amp;nbsp;So I was up early, got all my stuff organized and loaded and took off about 7:00am. &amp;nbsp;Stopped for coffee and arrived at barn by 7:15am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QWUNgu_rPQ/TlCK6vYbgkI/AAAAAAAACHk/Vj_5j9Vz6Ig/s1600/Bridlepath+ride5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QWUNgu_rPQ/TlCK6vYbgkI/AAAAAAAACHk/Vj_5j9Vz6Ig/s320/Bridlepath+ride5.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rose was already loading up her LQ with 3 horse stall trailer with essentials.... I backed my car up to my trailer, hooked it up, loaded my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"cowgirl courage"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; into her refrigerator and proceeded to take stock of my tack room.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seemed accounted for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in to get Durango out, tied him to the trailer and proceeded to groom, pick hooves etc. &amp;nbsp;He just stood so nicely and seemed happy to see me.&lt;br /&gt;When it came time to load up, the other three horses were having a bit of issues, like horses backing up, refusing, &amp;nbsp;and &amp;nbsp; I noticed the one lady had to walk her horse WAY back, and &amp;nbsp;then RUN up into the trailer to get her mare to follow her. &amp;nbsp;Well, &amp;nbsp;whatever works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just so proud of Durango, I just walked him up to the trailer, said "up up!" &amp;nbsp;And he jumped right in. &amp;nbsp;Big &lt;i&gt;whew!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; from me....&lt;br /&gt;We drove about an hour up to the Seattle area to a place called Bridle-path park. &amp;nbsp;Durango backed "very slowly and carefully" &amp;nbsp;out of the trailer and tied quietly to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group event, had a nice breakfast laid out for us: &amp;nbsp;Wonderful fruit bowl, scones, muffins etc. &amp;nbsp;We grabbed a bite to eat and then we began to tack up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had bought a new cinch for Durango, (needed a smaller one than I'd borrowed from Desert Rose) I managed to tack it all up correctly, got him all saddled up, walked him over to a log and he just stood perfectly for me to mount. &amp;nbsp;(I'm still babying my mounting leg from a previous fracture.) &amp;nbsp;But, this horse is really tall and Im really short....I&lt;i&gt;'m not sure I'll ever be able to mount him from the ground.&lt;/i&gt;...Gonna keep working on it though. I'm just so proud that he doesn't step away, and stays quiet until I'm mounted and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, keep in mind I'm riding with all Arabs on this ride. &amp;nbsp;I'd heard they can be quite high spirited I think. So my anxiety was definitely up. &amp;nbsp; And, I was wondering how Durango would do with the new snaffle bit I'm trying on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take a beautiful, nicely groomed and shaded ride, this place, &lt;i&gt;the trails at least,&lt;/i&gt; reminds me so much of Lt. Stubbs Stewart equestrian park. &lt;br /&gt;I kept him third in line. &amp;nbsp;We did move around a bit as they feel it's good for them to not get too comfortable with "their spot." &amp;nbsp;During the ride, several horses spooked at one thing or another, &amp;nbsp;the lady in front of me had to spin her horse a couple times.....(Been there done that!) But, During all of this, Durango would just stop and wait for their drama to be over with and then we'd go on. &amp;nbsp;He never reacted off any of their spooks. &amp;nbsp;Again....I was so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did notice though, that when we'd pass another group of riders (going the opposite direction) he didn't like those who were carrying those riding crops? &amp;nbsp;(A stick that dressage riders use I think). &amp;nbsp;He did look hard at them and side stepped away from them. &amp;nbsp;Hmmmm? What's that all about?&lt;br /&gt;But, that was the only "reaction" he did all during the ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back, and they had a nice lunch ready for us. &amp;nbsp;Teriyaki Chicken, Corn on the cob, Caesar salad and wonderful HOMEMADE pies. &amp;nbsp;We had to tie the horses up to our trailers and walk down a small trail to the picnic tables where lunch was. &amp;nbsp;It was worth every penny of our $15.00. &amp;nbsp;Also, &amp;nbsp;they had door prizes and I ended up with a nice pair of riding gloves for my grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just finished our lunch, when some ladies walk by and said "Do you know who has the trailer on the end with the 3 horses? &amp;nbsp;We said "Yea, that's ours." &amp;nbsp;They said "Well, the Palomino is just kicking the HELL out of that white horse!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;We all jumped up and ran. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwiaXhEvy2E/TlCLrn7WXzI/AAAAAAAACHo/m2Y4NM0xs6k/s1600/Bridlepath+ride4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwiaXhEvy2E/TlCLrn7WXzI/AAAAAAAACHo/m2Y4NM0xs6k/s320/Bridlepath+ride4.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I knew it couldn't be mine, because Durango was tied up at my trailer by himself. &lt;br /&gt;But, when we got to them, &amp;nbsp;sure enough, it must'v been an ugly scene, because "Teddy" the other Palomino had a gash on his forehead, a gash in his leg and had cracked a hoof. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is Durango, not Teddy. &amp;nbsp;They do look alot alike tho.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fIVE1LJA1s/TlElQJMUsII/AAAAAAAACHw/BzxPa5Exm4c/s1600/Rico%2527s+injury.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fIVE1LJA1s/TlElQJMUsII/AAAAAAAACHw/BzxPa5Exm4c/s320/Rico%2527s+injury.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;Rose's horse "Rico" &amp;nbsp;had two gashes in his side, one large and one small, &amp;nbsp;his chest was all swollen and cut. &amp;nbsp;NOT GOOD! &amp;nbsp; This is one of &amp;nbsp;the gashes in Rico's side after it was all cleaned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all rushed around, getting them separated. We grabbed and filled buckets of water and began spongeing all the blood off them and checking wounds. &amp;nbsp;They cleaned and bandage wounds as best as they could and we decided to load up to come home. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;It was a&amp;nbsp;sad end to a beautiful ride.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;We all chastised ourselves for not eating where we could see them...&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;More lessons learned. &amp;nbsp; We believe they were either fighting over the food or the mare...not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During all this, Durango remained calm and he again, loaded up really easy and we headed for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the barn, once we got all unloaded Rose reminded me that we need to De-worm Durango. &amp;nbsp;I thought..."&lt;i&gt;Oh great, this is where he'll show his true colors." &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, she just put the syringe in his mouth and quickly squirted it in, and all he did was chew and make funny faces. &amp;nbsp;He didn't spit any of it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, by now I'm just bursting with pride and saying to myself...."Maybe he isn't the devil in disguise. &amp;nbsp;Maybe, I really DID get the perfect fit!" &amp;nbsp;I know that some day he's probably really gonna make me mad over something, but so far I'm really happy with him. &amp;nbsp;And I'm finding myself letting that wall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, &amp;nbsp;He did MUCH better in the snaffle bit. &amp;nbsp;He never threw his head. &amp;nbsp;But he did try that "pulling his head out forward some, and I think it was either because I was checking him to keep off other horses butts," or, my reins might be too short. &amp;nbsp;I had purchased some to "match" the halter and pad, I may have to exchange those....If nothing else, HE IS GONNA TEACH ME how to stay light in the mouth, he lets me know if I'm on him too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, it was a great day! &lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm just waiting to hear when some of my cousins can get away to ride!....Darn jobs! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-8113907994914097914?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/8113907994914097914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-first-ride.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/8113907994914097914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/8113907994914097914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-first-ride.html' title='Our first ride'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-17MrC6CQnv8/TlEidvpl_TI/AAAAAAAACHs/EpyJld4t6SM/s72-c/Dorango+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-4305324668389127385</id><published>2011-08-16T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:59:29.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Dorango</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Well, as you all know, it's been a draining year. &amp;nbsp;First thinking about getting my own horse, to actually SHOPPING for that horse, only to fall for one, who I thought was perfect, then he didn't pass TWO vet checks. (Why two? I guess I just wanted to hear what I wanted to hear.) &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as much as I cried at having to return Cody, &amp;nbsp;when we got there &amp;nbsp;I braced myself for a sad, tearful goodbye but, as soon as I led him into his previous pasture, I unbuckled his halter and OFF HE WENT! &amp;nbsp;Running with his tail up, running and greeting his pasture partners over the fence....prancing like a kid who'd just been turned loose at Disneyland! &amp;nbsp;Well I'll be.....&lt;br /&gt;So, that made it easier to move on now that I know he isn't standing in the field whinnying for me.... :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT!! &amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-52ChzalePII/Tks-e7yaOHI/AAAAAAAACHg/UEcan2uvwFE/s1600/Dorango.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-52ChzalePII/Tks-e7yaOHI/AAAAAAAACHg/UEcan2uvwFE/s320/Dorango.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady who owned Cody, asked if I'd like to "try" Dorango? &amp;nbsp;We originally had thought he was too &amp;nbsp;much horse for me, so we hadn't given him much attention that day....But, she had had him out on trail rides and said "he's real good". &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure I believed her but decided that if he was gentle enough to load up good for me, I'd try him out while we were at our Pony Cousin Stampede. &amp;nbsp;After all what did I have to lose? &amp;nbsp;If he misbehaved, he's spend the weekend sitting in the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode him on trails, no spooking, he did real good and he had great ground manners too. &lt;br /&gt;We all kept waiting for him to mess up, do something terrible, and....he just didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Desert Rose and I decide we should go out alone, to "set him up" and see just what he would do if challenged with different environment. &amp;nbsp;DR rode out on "the King." &amp;nbsp;a MFT belonging to cousin "Cowgirljlynn." &amp;nbsp;This is where Dorango began to showed his vices. &amp;nbsp;We let him lead and we were in a pretty fast gait. &amp;nbsp;Now, this really upset King who likes to be in front, so he was mad to begin with! &amp;nbsp;Well, we got to a spot where the trail came to a fork, &lt;i&gt;(about this time I hear DR yell, I'm stopping! but it all happened so fast.) &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, I drove Dorango left, and he THREW HIS HEAD! and pretty much jumped over to the other trail! &amp;nbsp;I didn't handle this well, I lost my reins, and about this time, he realized he had his head free and began to run. &amp;nbsp;I was grabbing for Mane and reins like a crazy woman, GOT THEM, &amp;nbsp;and pulled him into a one rein stop/spin. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Whew!!&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;I thought I was going off there for a moment. &amp;nbsp;I turned to see DR just starring at me, as she had just gone through a bucking episode with King at the same moment! &amp;nbsp;Which was why she was stopping..... &lt;i&gt;Now weren't we two train wrecks?&lt;/i&gt;.....We decided no more gaiting, King wanted to make it a race, and Dorango just wanted to go where he wanted! &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the next 30 mins. walking and making Dorango go where I TOLD HIM TOO. &lt;br /&gt;So, even tho I'd never want to repeat that, I believe that was his worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have brought him home for a two week trial, and I'm riding him in arena, working with things like lunging etc. &lt;br /&gt;I have a vet check for him on Thursday. &amp;nbsp;We'll see how this goes! &amp;nbsp;I also have a lesson with a woman who is a TW breeder and trainer also on Thursday. &amp;nbsp;I've decided to try someone (for lessons) who is very knowledgable on TW's. &amp;nbsp;I also feel we need to find him the right bit, and work together on his reining, and side passing. &amp;nbsp;His previous owner said he never threw his head like that, and I found out he was riding him in a snaffle and a hackamore. I just may be being too harsh with the bits etc. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck and I'll keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if all goes well, I'll get more pictures for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-4305324668389127385?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/4305324668389127385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/meet-dorango.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/4305324668389127385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/4305324668389127385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/meet-dorango.html' title='Meet Dorango'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-52ChzalePII/Tks-e7yaOHI/AAAAAAAACHg/UEcan2uvwFE/s72-c/Dorango.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-5868212219740911011</id><published>2011-08-10T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:46:16.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first heartbreak....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slOnVxTp2UI/Tj3hsxXI_rI/AAAAAAAACG8/pwZefWrjxwM/s1600/Cody+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slOnVxTp2UI/Tj3hsxXI_rI/AAAAAAAACG8/pwZefWrjxwM/s1600/Cody+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slOnVxTp2UI/Tj3hsxXI_rI/AAAAAAAACG8/pwZefWrjxwM/s1600/Cody+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slOnVxTp2UI/Tj3hsxXI_rI/AAAAAAAACG8/pwZefWrjxwM/s320/Cody+3.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It begins like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Well, &amp;nbsp;This shopping trip was unbelievable! &amp;nbsp;And, when we finally got to the ranch, &amp;nbsp;unloaded Lady into her pen, &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;the horses all RAN over and wanted to see this little mare who was coming to stay for a while! &amp;nbsp;Cody, had his head stretched clear around the post to see her, that's where it began, and this relationship never stopped. &amp;nbsp;He LOVES Lady and will follow her anywhere! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I've been bursting at the seams wanting to share this with all of you, but due to vet checks I was waiting on, I didn't want to announce anything till we were sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I now know what adoptive parents must go through. &amp;nbsp;They bring their new baby home, love everything about him, they just know he's a perfect match for their family, but....until those papers are signed and everything is completed, they have that worry that "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;they might lose them, don't give your whole heart yet, because he just might have to go back."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had some friends who adopted a child and I remember her telling me that's how it was....she was scared until the mother finally signed over all rights etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The trip:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We literally ran our A---- off over a two day period. &amp;nbsp;Worked, rode, tested and looked over several choices, then narrowed it down, and planned to do a trail ride the next day. &amp;nbsp;Only to find out this woman had not told us the ones we wanted to ride were in desperate need of shoes. &amp;nbsp;One guy was missing one shoe! &amp;nbsp;So Desert Rose played the "bad cop" and told her "how disappointed we were as we drove 7 hours to see these horses, and we can't even take them out to get a true evaluation of them!" &amp;nbsp;I said "we WERE planning on spending the day riding/shopping at her ranch, but if she can't get a shoer out tonight, then we will go look at the ones in Pasco." &amp;nbsp;I left her my cell number and we left. &amp;nbsp;Well she got someone out that night and got it done. &amp;nbsp;So the next day, we went and took this Cody, Blue and Lady all for a trail ride. &amp;nbsp;Blue spooked when a car went by and Cody (behind him) didn't even react. &amp;nbsp;Desert Rose rode him first, but then we switched and I rode, I led and I opened a gate while on him. &amp;nbsp;He did great the entire ride! &amp;nbsp;I had really had my heart set on Blue (based on our previous visit there) but for some reason, he just acted naughty on everything during this visit. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;We left, and back at hotel, talked for hours about which one is best for me....Then we arranged for a vet to meet us tomorrow for a vet check. &amp;nbsp;This was not easy....calling all around for an objective one who could get us in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfjdiJvgGqI/TkMKGUI_w8I/AAAAAAAACHc/jWH4oWcSGT4/s1600/CODY+PICS.+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qfjdiJvgGqI/TkMKGUI_w8I/AAAAAAAACHc/jWH4oWcSGT4/s320/CODY+PICS.+7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to dinner and had a STIFF DRINK, &amp;nbsp; and discussed our strategy. &amp;nbsp; The next morning we went to her ranch, told her Cody was my choice, but we wanted to get him vet checked first. &amp;nbsp;We made the deal, wrote the contract up "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;contingent on the vet check and blood results"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I collected his registration papers and loaded him up with Lady because we just knew everything was going to turn out great, this way, we'd be all packed and ready to head home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus began the nightmare. First, we couldn't find this place, then we were frantic because we were late....Then his receptionist called and said HE was gonna be late! &amp;nbsp;Whew! &amp;nbsp;We waited in 95 degree heat, NO SHADE ANYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he arrives. &amp;nbsp;He did a long thorough vet check with blood draw too. &amp;nbsp;But it was while in the round pen, that we first heard he felt something was wrong in his hind end....But, he kept wanting him to TROT, and TW's don't trot, they gait. &amp;nbsp;He couldn't wrap his head around this....still wanted her at a slow gait then, which he wasn't doing for him....So, we compared him to Lady, we had HER run around the pen for him. &amp;nbsp;He saw it in her too "he thought" but admitted he doesn't really know much about TW's.....He specializes in race horses.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;Big disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;....We just couldn't believe this was going downhill....He seemed to be SUCH a perfect match for me! &amp;nbsp; And then I have the BRIGHT IDEA to say "Well, what if he was being ridden and maybe we could get him at more of a trot?" He said that would be great. &amp;nbsp;I looked at Desert Rose and said "Will you ride him?" &amp;nbsp;"I just feel too anxious right now"....It was at this very moment that I found out how MUCH Desert Rose loves me... You see, she has terrible motion sickness. &amp;nbsp;She doesn't even lunge her own horses because she gets so dizzy especially in a round pen! &amp;nbsp;She takes a motion pill just to ride her horses! &amp;nbsp;And she looked at me, sighed and said "If you'll saddle him up." &amp;nbsp;So, I did, and she began an ordeal she will NEVER let me live down. &amp;nbsp;Around and Around and Around she went. &amp;nbsp;Slower, then faster, then the other direction. &amp;nbsp;(STILL 95 degrees!)&lt;br /&gt;She must've gone around 50 times....when finally he said "That's enough", and.... he stuck by his original comments...he still felt Cody was off in the hind end.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We needed this vets documentation anyway, so we drive to his office, wait for an hour (remember we have horses in back, and it's hot!) &amp;nbsp;Finally get the results, everything else was good on him. &amp;nbsp;So we call the owner and negotiate a week trial to find someone who KNOWS TW's and can give us a better idea. We were still believing it was just because this guy didn't know TW's. &amp;nbsp;We got the week trial and decided to head for home! &amp;nbsp;It's 5:30 p.m. now.... Ugh! &amp;nbsp;It's gonna be a late one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Oh crap! I'm looking for his registration papers and realize that the last time I saw them, they were laying on the wheel well of her trailer, while we were vet checking! &amp;nbsp;Mind you we are hungry, HOT, &amp;nbsp;and need to get heading home! &amp;nbsp;We look at each other and realize "they must'v blown off when we drove out of there! &amp;nbsp;You know the cuss jar was filling up about this time......We HAVE to head back out to the barn where we did the vet check....We NEED those papers! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Off we go, like two crazy women hauling horses.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;When we get there, I have to jump out, open the gate so she can drive in, and she says "I think I saw something white in the ditch up there, go look see!" &amp;nbsp;So I go running up the ditch, saying "Please god let me find these papers!" &amp;nbsp;And all of a sudden, I see the contract we had written up, AND a white envelope that says "Cody" on it. &amp;nbsp;OMG! &amp;nbsp;I found them all! &amp;nbsp;Lying in the ditch! &amp;nbsp; I come running up the ditch to Desert Rose yelling "I got them!" &amp;nbsp;Remember, its STILL 95 f------ degrees out! &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;We have sweated through these clothes now, 3 times. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;We have to get these horses some water, so we drag them out, water them, hose them down, hose ME down and load back up.&lt;br /&gt;NOW! &amp;nbsp;We are finally headed for home...Tired, dirty and sweaty. &amp;nbsp;We make a mad dash for home, over the mountain pass, and wouldn't you know it? &amp;nbsp;A big flashing sign that says Road Closed for Rock Blasting at 8:00 p.m. &amp;nbsp;I look at the clock, its 7:55p.m.....This is when Desert Rose looks at me and says....Why is it when we are together, we ALWAYS end up like this, Dirty, sweaty, exhausted and hungry? &amp;nbsp;And it ALWAYS has to do with mountains!!???? &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note: On the way home, my seller textes me that "maybe it could be that the people who owned him before had a guy shoeing him who was known to be a bad one. &amp;nbsp;Not even a real shoer!" &amp;nbsp;Great....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we roll into the stables at 10:00 p.m. Unload the horses, and JUST as we are starting to bring them out....someone in the neighborhood sets off an M-80 or a gunshot! &amp;nbsp; They both come out "pretty big" but Cody was fine if he was following Lady. &amp;nbsp;they settle in and &amp;nbsp;we head for my house. &amp;nbsp;My sweet DH had a drink ready for the both of us. &amp;nbsp;Awww....shower, drink and off to bed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EpC4Mh1d7cg/TkMEmsSS2nI/AAAAAAAACHE/45eBMH9lylg/s1600/Cody+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EpC4Mh1d7cg/TkMEmsSS2nI/AAAAAAAACHE/45eBMH9lylg/s320/Cody+2.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-enM-4WAO01s/TkMGoyVOOwI/AAAAAAAACHI/hTW8H4arOV4/s1600/CODY+pics..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-enM-4WAO01s/TkMGoyVOOwI/AAAAAAAACHI/hTW8H4arOV4/s320/CODY+pics..jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ONE WEEK OF BONDING WITH CODY, The family all meets him, we take pictures etc. It was a great week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8VBPvGswVc/TkMGzgW021I/AAAAAAAACHQ/8H65_g29X-0/s1600/CODY+PICS.+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8VBPvGswVc/TkMGzgW021I/AAAAAAAACHQ/8H65_g29X-0/s320/CODY+PICS.+2.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MiY1mHSuOGE/TkMGyilqneI/AAAAAAAACHM/wQGw1Aj3SR0/s1600/CODY+PICS.+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MiY1mHSuOGE/TkMGyilqneI/AAAAAAAACHM/wQGw1Aj3SR0/s320/CODY+PICS.+1.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmZv96Qt_RE/TkMG191QqoI/AAAAAAAACHY/hpy1XboFmAs/s1600/CODY+PICS.+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cmZv96Qt_RE/TkMG191QqoI/AAAAAAAACHY/hpy1XboFmAs/s320/CODY+PICS.+4.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think Miss Brooklyn looks like she's planning a thievery don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I truly thought that I was going to be bringing the newest pony cousin over to our Annual Pony Cousin Stampede this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eWFNxG639zs/TkMG0oXNhqI/AAAAAAAACHU/JafdvEPNThI/s1600/CODY+PICS.+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eWFNxG639zs/TkMG0oXNhqI/AAAAAAAACHU/JafdvEPNThI/s320/CODY+PICS.+3.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to give him all the benefit of doubt by taking him to a highly recommended shoer who KNOW'S Tenn. Walkers and he DID make sure he was level. Here is a picture of him standing so good while an entire horse show was going on around him. &amp;nbsp;He didn't even need to be tied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0gkX6okljM/TkIq3CcDM8I/AAAAAAAACHA/sYzpSV-8RqU/s1600/Cody+shoeing+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0gkX6okljM/TkIq3CcDM8I/AAAAAAAACHA/sYzpSV-8RqU/s400/Cody+shoeing+2.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning, I had high hopes. &amp;nbsp;This was his appt. day!&lt;br /&gt;I took him to a vet (over here) a highly recommended Vet who is "The person to go to" if your horse has a leg, hip issue, and she was very familiar with TW's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I said prayers, that he'd come out clean.....but it just wasn't meant to be.....She too, said he was off, had swelling and "just didn't move right. &amp;nbsp;He didn't pass the flexion test, and he wasn't symmetrical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many tears.....&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you for letting me share him with you, because I am actually really hurting over taking him back. &amp;nbsp;I've only had him a week, but spent everyday at the barn, working, riding lightly so as not to injure him if something was wrong, and most importantly.....the B word! &amp;nbsp;Bonding....&lt;br /&gt;He began greeting me immediately. &amp;nbsp;He listened to me....I could calm him if necessary. &amp;nbsp;Example: &amp;nbsp;One time, I carelessly let go of his lead line, while cross tying him, dropped the tie and because I made a fuss and grabbed for him quickly, he startled, and SLOWLY RAN out of the barn! I thought "Oh shit, I have a run away horse!" &amp;nbsp;But, I remembered to not panic, I yelled "CODY WHOA!" &amp;nbsp;and can you believe he stopped? &amp;nbsp;He waited for me to come get him, I did, and with a soothing voice, walked him back. &amp;nbsp;He really did trust me.....&lt;br /&gt;He would snuggle into me gently, and he really let me know that he wanted to please me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, I went into this with my eyes wide open, saying "I'm not gonna be stupid and just buy a pretty face." &amp;nbsp;And, I really didn't, he had the disposition I needed in a horse. &amp;nbsp;But, I ended up thinking, "Wasn't I just lucky that he was pretty too?" &lt;br /&gt;When I told the kids I was taking him back if he didn't pass this vet check, &amp;nbsp;I'm sure they thought I was pretty cold....after all, they had all fallin in love with him. &amp;nbsp;But, &amp;nbsp;"I have to be smart about this, not emotional."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Im blessed to have many horse people around me who are keeping their eyes out for me for a good horse. &amp;nbsp;I know it will come my way and this will all pay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I have to load Cody up, &lt;i&gt;all by myself,&lt;/i&gt; and drive him back to the farm I got him from. &amp;nbsp;Something tells me this is going to be a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;hard &lt;/span&gt;trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, after I drop him off, I will head over to the Flying Horseshoe Ranch where I will spend several days with my cousins and I'm sure they will help me to see this was the best thing......I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-5868212219740911011?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/5868212219740911011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-first-heartbreak.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5868212219740911011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5868212219740911011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-first-heartbreak.html' title='My first heartbreak....'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-slOnVxTp2UI/Tj3hsxXI_rI/AAAAAAAACG8/pwZefWrjxwM/s72-c/Cody+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-163083325282932834</id><published>2011-07-18T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:22:17.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Doll is horse shopping!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tElz9cTl_YY/TiTkfPYB61I/AAAAAAAACGc/udxe5bV82xA/s1600/2010+Pony+Cousin+Stampede%2521+115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tElz9cTl_YY/TiTkfPYB61I/AAAAAAAACGc/udxe5bV82xA/s400/2010+Pony+Cousin+Stampede%2521+115.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Betsy and her trail buddy Jesse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.....That's it in a nutshell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm going to share my experience with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Because that's what we bloggers do and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Because maybe, just maybe someone (like my inexperienced self) will learn something from my story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, get your coffee and settle in....this is long. &amp;nbsp;This is the adult version of "There is no Santa Claus."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &amp;nbsp;suppose I didn't&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;really&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;believe that he would whinny and come running up to snuggle me when I found him...&lt;i&gt;but, I kinda did think about it. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I would throw my arms around his masculine neck, feel his mane on my face and would immediately know..... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not quite. &amp;nbsp;This is my turn to grow up and realize Santa ain't real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How'd all this start? &amp;nbsp;Well,....It all began when those silly Pony Cousins roped me in with their enticing stories of youthful bareback riding, no shirt, no shoes no saddle and the wind whipping in their hair. &amp;nbsp;Then, One day, &amp;nbsp;Desert rose planned a trail ride for all of us. &amp;nbsp;But, for me, and those who had never mounted anything more than a Carousel horse. &amp;nbsp;This was finally the time we would get to experience that feeling too! &amp;nbsp; Ok, I won't &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; take you back THAT far.... :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can read from my "side bar" welcome message, &amp;nbsp;its been a LONNNGGGG ride trying to figure out if I simply wanted to ride "occasionally" or make this a real part of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I've continued to borrow Desert Rose's horse (the wonderful Jesse). &amp;nbsp;And while Jesse and I have had many happy and MEMORABLE times together, &amp;nbsp;(some will go down in Pony Cousin history...) I have felt for a long time I really wanted a horse of my own. &amp;nbsp; I've been learning about horsemanship during all this. &amp;nbsp;I've hired trainers, read books, listened carefully to constructive criticism, &amp;nbsp;and surfing what my husband refers to as "horse porn."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But when, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;the reality sets in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;....I think about the daily committment, scooping poop, &lt;i&gt;at least&lt;/i&gt; visiting and grooming them every day, but really, &amp;nbsp;seriously riding them and forming that committment that I've seen all my pony cousins gain from the relationship with their horses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I do have some reservations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I crazy?! Do I have time in my life for MORE commitments? &amp;nbsp;MORE relationships....I mean, I've got 2 grown children, 5 grandkids, I do wedding cakes, and I've got a husband who, while he is the sweetest thing in my life, is also wanting my time, especially now that we are retired. &amp;nbsp;Aren't I busy enough? &amp;nbsp;Hell, I can't find time to do the laundry, &amp;nbsp; but NOOOOO, I'm gonna saddle myself down with a huge animal that eats the equivalent of my monthly grocery bill. &amp;nbsp;An animal that could hurt me if I don't perform correctly. &amp;nbsp;An animal that needs me to WORK with him/her everyday. &amp;nbsp;An animal that will force me to grow as an equestrian or end up in the dirt...&lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;An animal that &lt;b&gt;if/when&lt;/b&gt; he gets hurt or sick, will cost me what I'd pay for a vacation. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, the other part of my brain says, &amp;nbsp;if I find a good horse, with good manners and no vices I would learn his personality, he would learn mine and that would make us a TEAM. &amp;nbsp;I want to be in sync with a horse of my own, I want to feel that wind in my hair, to travel&amp;nbsp;unexplored&amp;nbsp;trails together. &amp;nbsp; I want him to WANT to take care of me,...because I am his. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I know Black Beauty was just a movie....&lt;/i&gt;.But, &amp;nbsp;I want to know I'm going to have a consistent ride and have the chance to "really" get to know his trot. &amp;nbsp;I feel most of the time like I'm lousy at sitting my seat especially during the trot. &amp;nbsp;But then, I've ridden 18 horses in the last 4 years too....and I'm &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TIRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of figuring out different horses....&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TIRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;of taking falls, getting hurt and when all the dust settles realizing that I didn't do something right that THAT horse is used to.....I just want consistency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, with the blessing of my husband, I have begun my search. &amp;nbsp;But, he DID insist that I get my horse trailer first. &amp;nbsp;The DH feels you "Don't put the horse before the cart...."&lt;br /&gt;....THAT shopping went on for weeks! &amp;nbsp;(An entire blog in itself...) &amp;nbsp; Then, we got lucky and were told about one that hadn't even been advertised yet, by a guy, who his neighbor was selling it. &amp;nbsp;So, I jumped on it, called the owner, and &amp;nbsp;we went out to look. &amp;nbsp;After looking at probably 12 different horse trailers, we knew this one was a good buy. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't the swing out saddle rack I'd wished for, but it was clean, it wasn't the best brand I'd wanted, but it was clean and in good shape.... and a good price. &amp;nbsp; I assumed my husband would say "We'll think about it and let you know." &amp;nbsp; NO!....He said "&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We'll take it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;What a guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far I've sent thousands of emails back and forth to many prospective sellers, had lengthy discussions with them about their so called perfect horses, &amp;nbsp;had them send me "more pictures," &amp;nbsp;watched videos on how they move etc.... I've become addicted to dreamhorse.com. &amp;nbsp; I've become an expert at decoding horse lingo. &amp;nbsp;My sleep talking has become "Clips, Hauls, Ties...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I've decided that, to find that "Forever Friend" one has to be &amp;nbsp;part detective, part wimp,&amp;nbsp;part salesman,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and part hard-ass when shopping for a horse. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only must I believe what the add says and then decipher what's bull----, &amp;nbsp;but read &lt;i&gt;through&lt;/i&gt; the lines too. &amp;nbsp;Not only have I found myself selling MYSELF and this new horses possible home, but also running down miles and miles of road to find an "out of the way" address to look at a horse who is gorgeous, and find out it's psycho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been told by EVERYONE to ignore beauty and look for substance. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying! &amp;nbsp;And the more I look at, the more I know they are right. &amp;nbsp;It's like going into a bar (when you were single) looking the place over and saying "Now, this time, I'm going to look for substance, not beauty." &amp;nbsp;How many times did you stick to that???? &amp;nbsp;Just once I'd like to find the beauty with the brains in the same horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly though, I feel I HAVE found a few very good prospects. &amp;nbsp;But, I'll sure appreciate any feedback you have after hearing my stories so far.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAvHW-LcCRs/TiOaRzyKMSI/AAAAAAAACGI/xjFetfYoMmE/s1600/Cowboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KAvHW-LcCRs/TiOaRzyKMSI/AAAAAAAACGI/xjFetfYoMmE/s200/Cowboy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cowboy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A BEAUTIFUL PALOMINO, &amp;nbsp;10 yr. old&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and the most gorgeous gold color with white mane and tail. &amp;nbsp;I lusted after this boy for some time, but couldn't get over to ride him right away. &amp;nbsp;The owner talked with me at length about my ability, &amp;nbsp;fears and falls. &amp;nbsp;She felt he was THE MOST dependable, non spooky horse she had. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I really thought I had found my "forever friend" right away....how lucky was I???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; And just before we headed over to east of the mountains to see him, &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;he sold&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;My first heartbreak with many to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypxUwffZv-g/TiTcHgI7lBI/AAAAAAAACGM/vGmZclKlt4M/s1600/Blue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypxUwffZv-g/TiTcHgI7lBI/AAAAAAAACGM/vGmZclKlt4M/s200/Blue.jpg" width="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Blue - He is a &amp;nbsp;9 yr. old TW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;he's blue roan, not what some would call beautiful (mostly looks gray/black) but, has a gait to die for! &amp;nbsp;He is very sensitive so doesn't need much but a squeezing of the legs and he begins gaiting. &amp;nbsp;I've yet to take him out on the trail but I have scheduled a time for that soon and can't wait. &amp;nbsp;What I like about him is, while he has plenty of get up and go, (I rode him in a large arena) &amp;nbsp;would give me lots if I asked for it. &amp;nbsp;But, you take the saddle off him and he becomes sooo docile! &amp;nbsp;I mean he doesn't dance around when tacking, isn't always moving his feet, he would fall asleep if you petted him too much, &amp;nbsp;and he won my husbands heart immediately because, when he walked up to him in the field. &amp;nbsp;Blue was eating his hay and Blue just moved a step closer and snuggled into DH's chest. &amp;nbsp;This owner is the same as the one below, not sure yet if she would let me trial lease or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diamond - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Sorry, no picture)&lt;/span&gt; a TW mare &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;who is shiny black all over. &amp;nbsp;I know.... I DIDN'T want a mare, but I have decided to "consider" a good one. &amp;nbsp;Desert Rose assures me it's not a problem if she's well trained and not the marish type. &amp;nbsp;Sooo, I've opened my mind to the possibility. &amp;nbsp;Diamond did move her feet around a bit when tacking, but she was real good while riding. &amp;nbsp;She has the same beautiful gate as Blue, however, when she stops, she stops sudden. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't bad, I could get used to it, but it could surprise an unsuspecting rider. &amp;nbsp;The trainer/owner says she thinks she'd be a good match for me...Says she is a real good girl. &amp;nbsp;She does try hard to please. &amp;nbsp;I plan on taking her out on the trail as well. &amp;nbsp;I don't know yet, if this owner would let me trial or not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wE8oIGI39v4/TiTegs1qgTI/AAAAAAAACGQ/HygauifS7Zs/s1600/Coyote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wE8oIGI39v4/TiTegs1qgTI/AAAAAAAACGQ/HygauifS7Zs/s200/Coyote.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coyote Joe: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Now this guy comes highly recommended from an old friend of mine from my hometown. &amp;nbsp;She's ridden since she was about 3 and still owns, races, events and boards horses. &amp;nbsp;And has a daughter who is the Interstate Rodeo Princess. &amp;nbsp;I asked her to go with me to look at a mare in town there and she said "I have a good friend who has a great horse you should look at too." &amp;nbsp;He's not gaited, he's a quarter horse, but he has a real good head." &amp;nbsp;I agreed and when I saw him he was nothing that made my heart go pitter patter, &amp;nbsp;he's just all brown, brown mane and tail. &amp;nbsp;I think he &lt;b&gt;wouldn't &lt;/b&gt;stand out in any crowd. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(Substance, not beauty!) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;With that being said, he had JUST been brought back to his owner because the girl who was leasing him, was going off to college. &amp;nbsp;The owner agreed to have him delivered to my friends house so I could look at him. &amp;nbsp;As I approached him, I thought "oh great, he's nothing to look at." &amp;nbsp;But, I went and got him out of his stall, led him out to the hitching post, and began grooming him. &amp;nbsp;His owner showed up and was able to give me more info. about him. &amp;nbsp;He's about 11, not registered but, he's stable....They say he was on a trail ride with about 12 people, several horses got acting up, a couple actually ran off &lt;i&gt;(sounds like a train wreck)&lt;/i&gt; and COYOTE remained calm, and he and his girl were the ones who went and rescued the run away horses. &amp;nbsp; So, we warmed him up and took him for a trail ride. &amp;nbsp;My friends &lt;i&gt;new&lt;/i&gt; horse, EMMET acted up terribly, but even with him spooking at everything so bad he'd throw himself off the trail, Coyote remained calm, level headed and did very well. &amp;nbsp;We even went by a shooting range and when a shot range out, he flinched his neck a bit, but that was it. &amp;nbsp;Pam, my friend said most horses get real anxious and pace for a day or so when they get moved to a new place like he had just been, and he never did that. &amp;nbsp;I really can't find anything wrong with him except he's not gaited and I kinda had my mind set on that nice gait rather than a hard to ride trot. AND remember, I have a budget. If I go over that I have nothing for saddle etc. &amp;nbsp;But, this horse is MUCH LESS than these others. &amp;nbsp;This owner &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; let me trial him if I wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N5gIGRDW3fM/TiTe3WCVQ3I/AAAAAAAACGU/laMysXBIHNo/s1600/Belle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N5gIGRDW3fM/TiTe3WCVQ3I/AAAAAAAACGU/laMysXBIHNo/s200/Belle.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Belle: &amp;nbsp; Black and White Spotted Saddle/Tennessee Walker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I really liked this little mare. &amp;nbsp;I spent alot of time with her, Pam rode her too. &amp;nbsp;Then we trailered her to the local arena, rode her and while we were doing this, planes were buzzing so low over our heads I held onto the saddle horn thinking "this will definately shake her up." &amp;nbsp;It didn't..... The rain was pouring down, THEN, it began LOUD thunder AND lightening!! &amp;nbsp;I thought ok, this will let me see her at her worst IF we don't get struck down out here...... But, she never seemed to spook at any of it. &amp;nbsp;She is spoiled by her owner who bred and raised her but her only downfall is she's a mare. &amp;nbsp;And, kind of small (I think) Owner says 15. hands but both Pam and I thought she was smaller than that. &amp;nbsp; Her owner says she's not marish, and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; let me trial her first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zETnywvPIb0/TiThDf3CT6I/AAAAAAAACGY/3OxBpWuzqkc/s1600/Steel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zETnywvPIb0/TiThDf3CT6I/AAAAAAAACGY/3OxBpWuzqkc/s200/Steel.jpg" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blue Roan Mare: &amp;nbsp;Quarter horse. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I really didn't think I'd like her from her pictures, but when we arrived, and the owner brought her out? &amp;nbsp;OMG! &amp;nbsp;She was beautiful! &amp;nbsp;Silvery blue body with black head/face and lower legs and tail. &amp;nbsp;I led her around, and when I'd stop, she'd stop...She was very docile, wasn't dancing around, hubby and I both liked her demeanor....I said to myself &amp;nbsp;"Honey, if this trail ride goes well, you are mine!" &amp;nbsp;But, I asked the owner to ride her around a bit first, so I could film her moving....She did well, walk, trot and lope. &amp;nbsp;Then I said, "Please back her up for me?" and when she did, this pretty thing REARED! &amp;nbsp;Not, real high, but....WHAT THE HELL??? &amp;nbsp;She kept trying, she did it again! &amp;nbsp;This time the owner fell/stepped off quickly, she kept saying "That was my fault." &amp;nbsp;She mounted her again and said "she had a different bit in her mouth. &amp;nbsp;Let her change that and we will see a difference." &amp;nbsp;So,.... I did, and EVERYTIME she backed her, she would start to REAR! &amp;nbsp;I knew now, this girl wouldn't be coming home with me, let alone me try to trail ride her!! &amp;nbsp;The owner kept telling me how its not in her character to do this! &amp;nbsp;I said "Well, that may be true but she's too much horse for me, and I'd freak if she did that with me." &amp;nbsp;So, we bid farewell to the most beautiful horse I'd ever considered owning..... :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Update: &amp;nbsp;Steels owner emailed me today and said right after we left, she rode her and she continued acting up. &amp;nbsp;She brought her back, checked her out good, found nothing. &amp;nbsp;When her son came home, she told him about this and he was shocked that Steel acted like that, so he went and checked her out, took a frog brush to her feet really good, and he found a small nail that had been stuck into her hind frog. &amp;nbsp;They were both convinced this is why she acted up, everytime she asked her to back up her weight shifted back and it caused her pain! &amp;nbsp; She knew this probably wouldn't change my mind, but wanted me to know. &amp;nbsp;Well, I asked her if she'd consider a free lease for a month so my trainer could work with me to make sure this is an unusual behavior for her and get a vet check. &amp;nbsp;I haven't heard yet what her response &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is.....&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I of course will ask Desert Rose to go with me and ride her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;IF I decide to give her another chance. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I'm just tired and somewhat confused....I am going to go ride Blue again (if he doesn't sell first!) and get him out on the trails. &amp;nbsp;I "think" so far he seems to be mostly what I want. &amp;nbsp;But, Belle has my heart and so does Steel if she really doesn't have a rearing issue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking, and considering others but haven't gotten to meet/check them out yet. &amp;nbsp;So I just wanted to bring all of you in the loop so you know what's happening with me. &amp;nbsp;Not sure how long this journey will be, but isn't it exciting that I'm getting close????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-163083325282932834?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/163083325282932834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-doll-is-horse-shopping.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/163083325282932834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/163083325282932834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/07/baby-doll-is-horse-shopping.html' title='Baby Doll is horse shopping!!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tElz9cTl_YY/TiTkfPYB61I/AAAAAAAACGc/udxe5bV82xA/s72-c/2010+Pony+Cousin+Stampede%2521+115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-2236612029076342500</id><published>2011-07-14T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T14:54:08.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful 4th of July week at our condo, at Lake Chelan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--U4WUGHrlfA/ThofE4X7maI/AAAAAAAACFs/wJLCyqKU09A/s1600/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--U4WUGHrlfA/ThofE4X7maI/AAAAAAAACFs/wJLCyqKU09A/s400/securedownload.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the first time in a LONG time, our entire family was together WITH the grandkids! &amp;nbsp;And while I REALLY love it when we are all together, it seems that putting grown ups with 5 grandkids (ages 7-10) can wear on everyone after a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one of our last afternoons, we hired our niece (who was in another condo) to watch the kids and we adults took ourselves to several wineries, tasted several great wines, bought some and had a fabulous pizza made in an outdoor oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vN8zxb3Sqc0/Th9iwBJ1BEI/AAAAAAAACF4/SZLJOpJsHi0/s1600/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vN8zxb3Sqc0/Th9iwBJ1BEI/AAAAAAAACF4/SZLJOpJsHi0/s400/securedownload.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love doing the wine tastings, they give you 4-5 tastes (small pours) but it's just enough to sample as well make you a bit happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Jamie, me, Tyler and Avaa went down and took a ceramics class. &amp;nbsp;It was outdoors, down by the lake. The lady had all the supplies, we just picked what we wanted to make and painted it. &amp;nbsp;She then fired them and we got to pick them up the next day. &amp;nbsp;This is a mug I did. &amp;nbsp;Everything turned out so cute! &amp;nbsp;Makes me want to do more ceramics for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, is a couple other views of all my artwork....hee! hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CYc2lYhmE4/Th9kVJEU3uI/AAAAAAAACGA/206DVJtlcJM/s1600/Mug+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CYc2lYhmE4/Th9kVJEU3uI/AAAAAAAACGA/206DVJtlcJM/s320/Mug+2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gpxL74XPR04/Th9j_xxY74I/AAAAAAAACF8/neQ5ta7n0Z8/s1600/Mug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gpxL74XPR04/Th9j_xxY74I/AAAAAAAACF8/neQ5ta7n0Z8/s400/Mug.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, we spent one day at the water park doing all the slides and river runs. &amp;nbsp;Tons of fun! &amp;nbsp;Here is a picture of my 3 grandsons. &amp;nbsp;Tyler, Luke and Connor. &amp;nbsp;All 7 years old! &amp;nbsp;What one doesn't think of the others will..... :-) &amp;nbsp;That blue flapper looking thing on Lukes arm is a cast cover....He broke his arm falling down the ladder of his bunk bed. &amp;nbsp;Ugh! &amp;nbsp;Glad it wasn't on my watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcKVBQOjwEE/Th9k2992sRI/AAAAAAAACGE/KExcXTpDh9s/s1600/My+boys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ILrVDzIP0NU/TgQM_uxpZuI/AAAAAAAACFo/T9y7jDA1org/s1600/teacher+app.+day+cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ILrVDzIP0NU/TgQM_uxpZuI/AAAAAAAACFo/T9y7jDA1org/s400/teacher+app.+day+cake.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The staff got a kick out of their report card I put on top: Giving them an A+ in all the typical topics but also including:&lt;br /&gt;Hygiene, Compassion and Manners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's a pity our schools seem to be spending time on these topics instead of the academics that are important. &amp;nbsp;I'm just sayin.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay off topic......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three tiers are cake (hence why my apple is a bit odd shaped) and the decorations are fondant and the paint brush/pencil I made out of gumpaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom tier is chocolate and Orange citrus layers - with Bavarian Cream filling&lt;br /&gt;The middle tier is Red Velvet cake - White chocolate, cream cheese filling&lt;br /&gt;The top apple is Vanilla coconut cream cake - Raspberry filling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-6766360194445985238?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/6766360194445985238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/06/teacher-appreciation-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/6766360194445985238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/6766360194445985238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/06/teacher-appreciation-day.html' title='Teacher Appreciation Day'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ILrVDzIP0NU/TgQM_uxpZuI/AAAAAAAACFo/T9y7jDA1org/s72-c/teacher+app.+day+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-5475873580490862397</id><published>2011-05-21T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T10:22:12.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JA8xVl-P4SI/Tdf0juuLJcI/AAAAAAAACFk/LAccEu8iH_A/s1600/PCT+segment+7+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JA8xVl-P4SI/Tdf0juuLJcI/AAAAAAAACFk/LAccEu8iH_A/s400/PCT+segment+7+033.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Missing my buddies....."sigh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-5475873580490862397?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/5475873580490862397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/05/missing-my-buddies.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5475873580490862397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5475873580490862397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/05/missing-my-buddies.html' title=''/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JA8xVl-P4SI/Tdf0juuLJcI/AAAAAAAACFk/LAccEu8iH_A/s72-c/PCT+segment+7+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-5516049683122700028</id><published>2011-05-17T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T20:37:15.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Betsy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Welcome to Camp Betsy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying in our Motorhome (to sleep) next to our daughters house so we can be helpful with the kids, but mostly so we can be on hand to help out hubbys mom, a beautiful lady who is 83 and now having much difficulty doing any day to day tasks. &amp;nbsp;She lives only about 50 yards from our daughter.&lt;br /&gt;We worry alot about her taking a fall! &amp;nbsp;So many elderly people take falls and then are never the same. &amp;nbsp;So, we try to encourage her to use her walker and let us do things for her. &amp;nbsp;This is hard for her as she has been SO independent all her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, during the days, my life is filled with making breakfast for the family, getting them all out the door and off to school in time, Then time for MY shower. &amp;nbsp;Next, I'm doing laundry....OMG I've never seen so few people use so MANY clothes!, &amp;nbsp;walking down to get the mail, fixing meals (for both daughters family and Gramma), and NOW, we are working with the kids to start helping out with chores more.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to insinuate that daughter wasn't handling things well, She's a fantastic mom, but being newly divorced she has taken on being the track coach as well as working at the middle school (in the office) during the days for extra $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So grandpa and I have been doing alot of babysitting and we actually made up a whiteboard with 8 chores for each child, and they get paid for each chore. &amp;nbsp;So, by the end of the week, IF they have done ALL the chores, they would each make about $5.60. (I don't believe in giving children too much money when young. But I DO believe in incentives.) &amp;nbsp;However, it's taken some getting used to, so their allowances have been more like $3.00.&lt;br /&gt;But, I will say I'm amazed at how good little Conner can clean his room and make his bed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxN-ZEBSh3c/TdM762BsfAI/AAAAAAAACFQ/-0H-xZ96sJo/s1600/DSCF0208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxN-ZEBSh3c/TdM762BsfAI/AAAAAAAACFQ/-0H-xZ96sJo/s320/DSCF0208.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They haven't been used to me &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"howling chores" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;at them (&lt;i&gt;as Conner says...&lt;/i&gt;.). &amp;nbsp;Yes, they are getting a taste of what their mom and uncle went through when they were young! &amp;nbsp;Hee! Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband tells them often "Yep, Don't ya just love Camp Betsy???" &amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;br /&gt;I've changed them from taking their showers in the morning, to bathing at night (one chore out of the way to leave more time in the mornings!) &amp;nbsp;I'm all about time management.&lt;br /&gt;We pick them up from school, &amp;nbsp;give them a snack and begin tackling homework right away. &amp;nbsp;Ugh!! I even hated this part when my kids were young! &amp;nbsp; I KNOW the daughter better appreciate this! &amp;nbsp;Do you know that I'm having trouble with 4th grade homework??? &amp;nbsp;Sad, Sad....it's not like I remember it!&lt;br /&gt;Then we have dinner, and they head up to take showers and put on jammies. &amp;nbsp;About this time is when mom gets home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, Conner cuddled up to me and said he's "so glad we are here." &amp;nbsp;I said "Even tho I'm "howling chores" at you all the time? &amp;nbsp;He said, "yes, cuz well, you haven't heard my mom &amp;nbsp;howl! &amp;nbsp;Hee! Hee!&lt;br /&gt;Brooklyn, the 10 yr. old, has made it very clear she's glad we'r here. &amp;nbsp;I started out going up and giving them a kiss each night, but I missed a couple nights and then they both asked me if I would come up and kiss them goodnight. &amp;nbsp;So I no longer miss that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4PY_FM3yE4/TdM8RtlxR4I/AAAAAAAACFc/XjR_OX7-TTA/s1600/SDC14392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m4PY_FM3yE4/TdM8RtlxR4I/AAAAAAAACFc/XjR_OX7-TTA/s320/SDC14392.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even tho I feel like the warden lately, &amp;nbsp;I'm sure it's a welcome "howl." &amp;nbsp;Even my daughter got me aside one day and said she is SO relieved to have us here. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFmpL2sHFME/TdM8P2oN-FI/AAAAAAAACFY/vOBjEUbiDV4/s1600/DSCF0077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFmpL2sHFME/TdM8P2oN-FI/AAAAAAAACFY/vOBjEUbiDV4/s320/DSCF0077.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a good feeling as I often wonder if I'm doing too much, you know, crossing over the line? &amp;nbsp;Butting in? &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;But, I think back when I was working, and "&lt;i&gt;howling chores&lt;/i&gt;" at the kids trying to get them ready and out the door, and I think I'd have given up my right arm to have had MY mom come and help with some of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our own house is up for sale right now, so it works well with us not being there to mess it up. &amp;nbsp;We have low hopes that it will actually sell with the economy the way it is.....but, we are very comfortable in our motorhome, &amp;nbsp;and used to spending winters in it, so this will work for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I do laugh sometimes, when I find myself feeling like the grouchy gramma. &amp;nbsp;People aren't far off when they say its &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Camp Betsy! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the cousins will hear something about us all living together....but, this is my story and I'm sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-5516049683122700028?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/5516049683122700028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/05/camp-betsy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5516049683122700028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5516049683122700028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/05/camp-betsy.html' title='Camp Betsy!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxN-ZEBSh3c/TdM762BsfAI/AAAAAAAACFQ/-0H-xZ96sJo/s72-c/DSCF0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-8656890385600190016</id><published>2011-05-11T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:32:54.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A prince is born!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n24U63-l1cM/Tcs95trjuUI/AAAAAAAACEY/QDjyUtIfHhE/s1600/DSCF0275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;h&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n24U63-l1cM/Tcs95trjuUI/AAAAAAAACEY/QDjyUtIfHhE/s400/DSCF0275.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our little grandson was selected to part of the May Day Royalty Court this year.&lt;br /&gt;While I know this day was really all about the King and Queen (seniors) but as proud grandparents, we couldn't help but being so excited that he got to represent his elementary school in the Community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...after two long days of rehearsals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6TGLxvek8iY/Tcs-b9Wd_SI/AAAAAAAACEw/DSqSSf78xy8/s1600/SDC14440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6TGLxvek8iY/Tcs-b9Wd_SI/AAAAAAAACEw/DSqSSf78xy8/s400/SDC14440.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Big Day was here! &amp;nbsp;By this time, we were wondering if Connor was going to survive this long day. &lt;br /&gt;They had rehearsals that morning, and only a 1 hour break before showing up in full tuxedo and gowns! To do it again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered in a room, where all the flowers were delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AMj2zcE6kg0/Tcs-WmiN1XI/AAAAAAAACEk/We1oeO6rn90/s1600/SDC14432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AMj2zcE6kg0/Tcs-WmiN1XI/AAAAAAAACEk/We1oeO6rn90/s400/SDC14432.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They got their boutonnieres &amp;nbsp;pinned on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-df_6r3FXwMg/Tcs-YUbq50I/AAAAAAAACEo/kLWClcJlwvU/s1600/SDC14435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-df_6r3FXwMg/Tcs-YUbq50I/AAAAAAAACEo/kLWClcJlwvU/s400/SDC14435.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He signed the "official" book for this years royalty.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maW5Kymb_-8/Tcs-aGdeNTI/AAAAAAAACEs/1r3nvUhiw_8/s1600/SDC14439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maW5Kymb_-8/Tcs-aGdeNTI/AAAAAAAACEs/1r3nvUhiw_8/s400/SDC14439.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are the boys all ready to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M98fm2jMj6Y/Tcs-dpaci_I/AAAAAAAACE0/NC3b7N4FRfo/s1600/SDC14441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M98fm2jMj6Y/Tcs-dpaci_I/AAAAAAAACE0/NC3b7N4FRfo/s400/SDC14441.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the little princess that he was escorting in.....Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41JS12U8WEQ/Tcs-G1XsHAI/AAAAAAAACEc/ACzvLc7sgWw/s1600/DSCF0308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41JS12U8WEQ/Tcs-G1XsHAI/AAAAAAAACEc/ACzvLc7sgWw/s400/DSCF0308.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here they are, after they did the typical &amp;nbsp;pomp and circumstance walk down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did a wonderful entrance, nice and slow and he was carrying the pillow with the Kings Scroll on it, &amp;nbsp;which he "presented" to the King (we have that on video, I'll try to load it.)&lt;br /&gt;and the King read from it prior to crowning his Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yhQlINh3XHs/Tcs-wJ38B3I/AAAAAAAACFE/OmStFPa053Y/s1600/SDC14471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yhQlINh3XHs/Tcs-wJ38B3I/AAAAAAAACFE/OmStFPa053Y/s400/SDC14471.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had "hip hop" dancers performing for the court......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EsTQznxsgfg/Tcs-fiLuDbI/AAAAAAAACE4/P2ojvxS-2hs/s1600/SDC14465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EsTQznxsgfg/Tcs-fiLuDbI/AAAAAAAACE4/P2ojvxS-2hs/s400/SDC14465.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were entertained by a Ballat dance group.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a6aoooWmoHQ/Tcs-h8vlNMI/AAAAAAAACE8/MKfuRGM38Jk/s1600/SDC14478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a6aoooWmoHQ/Tcs-h8vlNMI/AAAAAAAACE8/MKfuRGM38Jk/s400/SDC14478.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The school 3rd graders all performed the traditional May Pole Dance.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Keep in mind, this boy had been sitting all morning for rehearsals....and by this time he was all done in!.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6m0wUTxa3Yk/Tcs-Uoxu1dI/AAAAAAAACEg/lXx0WZPdwBQ/s1600/DSCF0318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6m0wUTxa3Yk/Tcs-Uoxu1dI/AAAAAAAACEg/lXx0WZPdwBQ/s400/DSCF0318.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6m0wUTxa3Yk/Tcs-Uoxu1dI/AAAAAAAACEg/lXx0WZPdwBQ/s1600/DSCF0318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Can you say "kill me now...." ? &amp;nbsp;Ha! Ha! &amp;nbsp;He was really trying to stay focused and interested, but I think we pushed him to the limit. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Sorry, I can't get this underline to go away!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q37iFWsZr7Q/TctClFhXTlI/AAAAAAAACFI/O1pkTUyJVTQ/s1600/SDC14461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q37iFWsZr7Q/TctClFhXTlI/AAAAAAAACFI/O1pkTUyJVTQ/s400/SDC14461.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Not done yet! &amp;nbsp; Now, we have the line dancers too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q37iFWsZr7Q/TctClFhXTlI/AAAAAAAACFI/O1pkTUyJVTQ/s1600/SDC14461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7WKLvFspzo/Tcs-jECMJCI/AAAAAAAACFA/_oqEu5biUoE/s1600/SDC14490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Just when he thought it was almost done, they had them come BACK into the gym to do MORE PICTURES....hee! hee! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1S17eUO8IM4/TctJUhpYQZI/AAAAAAAACFM/JUf7o71X7iU/s1600/SDC14490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1S17eUO8IM4/TctJUhpYQZI/AAAAAAAACFM/JUf7o71X7iU/s400/SDC14490.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7WKLvFspzo/Tcs-jECMJCI/AAAAAAAACFA/_oqEu5biUoE/s1600/SDC14490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;We were very proud of him for sticking it out as good as he did. &amp;nbsp;But, boy was he tired that night! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have to tell you what he did when he was called into the office and told that he'd been selected to be in the Royal Court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He walked back into his classroom, the teacher said "Connor, is there something you'd like to share with the class? &amp;nbsp;He said "Yeah, I'm gonna be King!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later, he came up to the teacher and said...."&lt;i&gt;I think I know how I got chosen to do this.&lt;/i&gt;..." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She said "Really? &amp;nbsp;How?" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He said "&lt;i&gt;They must have seen my amazing dance moves.&lt;/i&gt;" &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;LOL Where does he come up with those things???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-8656890385600190016?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/8656890385600190016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/05/prince-is-born.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/8656890385600190016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/8656890385600190016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/05/prince-is-born.html' title='A prince is born!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n24U63-l1cM/Tcs95trjuUI/AAAAAAAACEY/QDjyUtIfHhE/s72-c/DSCF0275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-5432359160987122597</id><published>2011-04-24T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T07:56:05.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My secret, I'm a Royal groupie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7ENAIb4ffI/TbO-TzvZRiI/AAAAAAAACDM/PzOza4QjnE4/s1600/WilliamHarry3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7ENAIb4ffI/TbO-TzvZRiI/AAAAAAAACDM/PzOza4QjnE4/s1600/WilliamHarry3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7ENAIb4ffI/TbO-TzvZRiI/AAAAAAAACDM/PzOza4QjnE4/s1600/WilliamHarry3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7ENAIb4ffI/TbO-TzvZRiI/AAAAAAAACDM/PzOza4QjnE4/s400/WilliamHarry3.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've been fascinated with these two little boys since their mother first became a "celebrity" in her own right. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHDoN-eUBvo/TbO_FXb3lMI/AAAAAAAACDc/wVYDy0_T_Dw/s1600/WilliamHarry8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHDoN-eUBvo/TbO_FXb3lMI/AAAAAAAACDc/wVYDy0_T_Dw/s400/WilliamHarry8.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHDoN-eUBvo/TbO_FXb3lMI/AAAAAAAACDc/wVYDy0_T_Dw/s1600/WilliamHarry8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;I was always a fan of Princess Diana and when she began to be unhappy in her marriage, I felt so protective of her. &amp;nbsp;Isn't that weird? &amp;nbsp;I just enjoyed learning how the family related to each other. &amp;nbsp; And, I &amp;nbsp;personally grieved for a long time, &amp;nbsp;when she was kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;WTH? I can't get this underline to go away!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, back on task....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRKJnuueeTY/TbO-m_1TF5I/AAAAAAAACDY/9oPMM9XGjWI/s1600/WilliamHarry1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRKJnuueeTY/TbO-m_1TF5I/AAAAAAAACDY/9oPMM9XGjWI/s320/WilliamHarry1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I cannot tell a lie. &amp;nbsp;I hated Prick Charles! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;{25 cents for the cuss jar!}&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;I always knew he was too starched for her fun personality. &amp;nbsp;And I hated how he was always in love with "The Pit Bull" &amp;nbsp;as Diana called her. So, these have been "my boys" for a long time now. &amp;nbsp;(In a matter of speaking....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSnwrRxNElU/TbPGClbPBsI/AAAAAAAACDs/5cYQSJAVuBQ/s1600/WilliamHarry40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSnwrRxNElU/TbPGClbPBsI/AAAAAAAACDs/5cYQSJAVuBQ/s400/WilliamHarry40.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But, Diana, She did raise very handsome, and I THINK....very fun loving boys. &amp;nbsp;Even though she only got to mother them for such a short time, She definately made an impact on them. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(Just LOOK at that rascal! What do you suppose they are talking about?) They don't know it, but I've always felt like the aunt who keeps track of her nephews every move. &amp;nbsp;And enjoys all the pictures I can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have to give this much to P. Charles, he did manage to finish raising these boys into really nice men. &amp;nbsp;Now, just look at that Harry! &amp;nbsp;I REALLY think he's probably the cutest personality out of the two, but I love how William has always looked so proud of him. &amp;nbsp;I imagine Harry will always be the center of attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRQQ0avhVd4/TbPGDzdi6kI/AAAAAAAACDw/DQmd-wG5NXs/s1600/WilliamHarry67.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JRQQ0avhVd4/TbPGDzdi6kI/AAAAAAAACDw/DQmd-wG5NXs/s400/WilliamHarry67.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1st0yRXUBk/TbPJsEyeQJI/AAAAAAAACD0/0jQSPhLDR8o/s1600/WilliamHarry56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1st0yRXUBk/TbPJsEyeQJI/AAAAAAAACD0/0jQSPhLDR8o/s320/WilliamHarry56.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vjdk39DK0Ac/TbO_StFMqpI/AAAAAAAACDg/5G7E0OfUyII/s1600/WilliamHarry80.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vjdk39DK0Ac/TbO_StFMqpI/AAAAAAAACDg/5G7E0OfUyII/s400/WilliamHarry80.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He appears to always be having a good time, no matter what he's doing! &amp;nbsp;I like a guy who laughs a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See what I mean?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3TW_Uv85nHE/TbPJ1do8FuI/AAAAAAAACD8/1VX850mczW4/s1600/WilliamHarry38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3TW_Uv85nHE/TbPJ1do8FuI/AAAAAAAACD8/1VX850mczW4/s320/WilliamHarry38.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When he is around, people are always laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And now, enters Williams' new love. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I now have ANOTHER person in the Royal Family that I can't get enough of! &amp;nbsp;It's like having a wonderful Diana personality to watch all over again. &amp;nbsp;She's stylish, beautiful and totally in love with William! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(This aunt is happy...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm even surprised at how P. Charles seems to have mellowed (could he get much more mellow...I mean boreing!) but, he does seem to have been a good dad to them, and he's being nice to Kate.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJkU9apFAvQ/TbPKtvs7dSI/AAAAAAAACEE/Naa6cyYN6ww/s1600/Wk-August-1-2007-2-500x550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJkU9apFAvQ/TbPKtvs7dSI/AAAAAAAACEE/Naa6cyYN6ww/s400/Wk-August-1-2007-2-500x550.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rFfXa1TaokA/TbPKwpAv6UI/AAAAAAAACEM/-NBUpaXcDyU/s1600/WK-March-18-2006-500x550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rFfXa1TaokA/TbPKwpAv6UI/AAAAAAAACEM/-NBUpaXcDyU/s400/WK-March-18-2006-500x550.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm watching the movie of their relationship....I can't miss a night. &amp;nbsp;I really think they are going to be happy and I'm going to be their biggest fan while they grow together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kvBxwYHn_Xk/TbPKuonotTI/AAAAAAAACEI/1qt6KpgQuyM/s1600/Wk-Aug-6-2005-500x550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kvBxwYHn_Xk/TbPKuonotTI/AAAAAAAACEI/1qt6KpgQuyM/s400/Wk-Aug-6-2005-500x550.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a cutie! (Both of them....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L97Jq8WJPNc/TbPJvHmnQDI/AAAAAAAACD4/LKuBcq9bRnE/s1600/WK-Feb-10-2007-1-500x550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L97Jq8WJPNc/TbPJvHmnQDI/AAAAAAAACD4/LKuBcq9bRnE/s400/WK-Feb-10-2007-1-500x550.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And THEN! To top it off, &amp;nbsp;he continues to win my heart by flying helicoptors! &amp;nbsp;I knew there was something special about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qNMtTLoPN7w/TbQ5rv6woPI/AAAAAAAACEU/ASOpT68_mPw/s1600/WilliamHarry70.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qNMtTLoPN7w/TbQ5rv6woPI/AAAAAAAACEU/ASOpT68_mPw/s640/WilliamHarry70.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love to see them having "normal" fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k67uhv9mC4M/TbPKxyz_dNI/AAAAAAAACEQ/9g-sG4w9zs8/s1600/WK-March-19-2008-500x550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k67uhv9mC4M/TbPKxyz_dNI/AAAAAAAACEQ/9g-sG4w9zs8/s400/WK-March-19-2008-500x550.jpg" width="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I for one, can't wait for this wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-5432359160987122597?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/5432359160987122597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-secret-im-royal-groupie.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5432359160987122597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5432359160987122597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-secret-im-royal-groupie.html' title='My secret, I&apos;m a Royal groupie...'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7ENAIb4ffI/TbO-TzvZRiI/AAAAAAAACDM/PzOza4QjnE4/s72-c/WilliamHarry3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-4760927392565518928</id><published>2011-04-19T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T23:28:20.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great week so far!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Well, &amp;nbsp;as I told you earlier, My daughter, her boyfriend Mike and her two littles Brooklyn and Connor are here for the week. &amp;nbsp;Boy have we been on the go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can't get enough swimming and sun tanning, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-cKZzyEbVw/Ta5uacC_u-I/AAAAAAAACCE/kpypW6rLbrY/s1600/DSCF0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-cKZzyEbVw/Ta5uacC_u-I/AAAAAAAACCE/kpypW6rLbrY/s400/DSCF0014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qYvUyJbx30E/Ta5vu2NjYjI/AAAAAAAACCM/Zsux7gt7JSM/s1600/DSCF0048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qYvUyJbx30E/Ta5vu2NjYjI/AAAAAAAACCM/Zsux7gt7JSM/s640/DSCF0048.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to one of our favorite restaraunts to have dinner. &amp;nbsp;The weather was just like a tropical island this night while we ate out on the lawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ROVtn0wb6n4/Ta5wROtBoqI/AAAAAAAACCQ/JtkAUgmaJww/s1600/DSCF0088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ROVtn0wb6n4/Ta5wROtBoqI/AAAAAAAACCQ/JtkAUgmaJww/s400/DSCF0088.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a toast to celebrate our &amp;nbsp;being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y6SMDWRLI30/Ta5zhcPgh7I/AAAAAAAACCY/OodQhGmm9Mk/s1600/DSCF0086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y6SMDWRLI30/Ta5zhcPgh7I/AAAAAAAACCY/OodQhGmm9Mk/s400/DSCF0086.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took pictures of the grands in the beautiful landscaped grounds of "The Jackalope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X4hnDGQSxfo/Ta5yNB_0Z7I/AAAAAAAACCU/03PZ_h1AmhE/s1600/DSCF0083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X4hnDGQSxfo/Ta5yNB_0Z7I/AAAAAAAACCU/03PZ_h1AmhE/s400/DSCF0083.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the next day, we were up bright and early and at the doors of "The Living Desert" when they first opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7pQ5bI1IFg/Ta51csKClDI/AAAAAAAACCk/qx1ocS30Fds/s1600/DSCF0125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7pQ5bI1IFg/Ta51csKClDI/AAAAAAAACCk/qx1ocS30Fds/s640/DSCF0125.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They REALLY liked this place, because the kids got to see animals "unlike" any they see in the zoos at home in Washington. &amp;nbsp; Look at the hooves on these Camels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3yQxYW0gBs/Ta50K4lx1nI/AAAAAAAACCc/Jbvw2M7gI4s/s1600/DSCF0200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3yQxYW0gBs/Ta50K4lx1nI/AAAAAAAACCc/Jbvw2M7gI4s/s640/DSCF0200.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They saw, Zebras, Warthogs, African wild dogs and GIRAFFES just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gdiEA1gMNqg/Ta500dIra3I/AAAAAAAACCg/p3YfRAP54FM/s1600/DSCF0208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gdiEA1gMNqg/Ta500dIra3I/AAAAAAAACCg/p3YfRAP54FM/s400/DSCF0208.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came upon this wonderful, vintage Carosel that had ALL these wonderful animals, birds etc.&lt;br /&gt;So, of course Connor couldn't wait to pick what he thought was the most interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pINXH5_-VGo/Ta57Z6xnQWI/AAAAAAAACC0/-1VSDLqkpFg/s1600/DSCF0207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pINXH5_-VGo/Ta57Z6xnQWI/AAAAAAAACC0/-1VSDLqkpFg/s400/DSCF0207.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Miss Brooklyn grabbed the Zebra as it was most like a horse. &amp;nbsp;(Atta girl...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AkUt7y4wnX8/Ta52GIf7P6I/AAAAAAAACCo/1qRvDmRsNtE/s1600/DSCF0165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AkUt7y4wnX8/Ta52GIf7P6I/AAAAAAAACCo/1qRvDmRsNtE/s320/DSCF0165.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NaDYJk3BbOY/Ta52umvsK8I/AAAAAAAACCs/Cnege11yXrM/s1600/DSCF0178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NaDYJk3BbOY/Ta52umvsK8I/AAAAAAAACCs/Cnege11yXrM/s320/DSCF0178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4Y8vDfTlrI/Ta53WkdVa6I/AAAAAAAACCw/WQo2qtPK2gA/s1600/DSCF0202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4Y8vDfTlrI/Ta53WkdVa6I/AAAAAAAACCw/WQo2qtPK2gA/s320/DSCF0202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I had a good time just playing with hubbys new camera! &amp;nbsp;The flowers and cactus were out in a fabulous showing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes I've saved the best for last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QCRO2ymMrjQ/Ta58qAvdDQI/AAAAAAAACC4/TbXW85RiDt8/s1600/Cecanti%2527s+palm+Springs%2521+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QCRO2ymMrjQ/Ta58qAvdDQI/AAAAAAAACC4/TbXW85RiDt8/s640/Cecanti%2527s+palm+Springs%2521+027.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was able to get back in the saddle and go on a 1 hour ride with my kids and of course our favorite Desert Rose! &amp;nbsp;This was so fun, my grandaughter is still talking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-4760927392565518928?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/4760927392565518928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/great-week-so-far.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/4760927392565518928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/4760927392565518928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/great-week-so-far.html' title='Great week so far!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-cKZzyEbVw/Ta5uacC_u-I/AAAAAAAACCE/kpypW6rLbrY/s72-c/DSCF0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-5736373747337702179</id><published>2011-04-15T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T20:48:34.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PcNgA4aI-s/TaiepGZ63yI/AAAAAAAACBg/FAqZLI-C3q8/s1600/SDC14372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PcNgA4aI-s/TaiepGZ63yI/AAAAAAAACBg/FAqZLI-C3q8/s400/SDC14372.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing I have a problem with every winter is I MISS MY GRANDKIDS! &amp;nbsp;And I know they miss me too. &amp;nbsp;They are always asking what I'm up to, asking when we are coming home, and saying they WISH they could come down here and swim in the pool, have nice weather and spend time with me! &amp;nbsp;We have 4 grandkids and we wish they could ALL come down, but these two, Brooklyn and Connor, are going to see that wish this year.My DH (Darling Hubby) &amp;nbsp;said this year, we would bring them down over their spring break! &amp;nbsp;YEAH! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, the BEST part is....They don't know they are coming!!! &amp;nbsp;I soooo wish I could be a fly on the wall when their mom wakes them (at 3:00 a.m) and gives them a present. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Inside they will find a swimsuit. &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;She is then going to explain they need to get dressed, cuz they are all getting on a plane and flying down to spend a week with their gramma Betsy and Papa Mel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These littles have had a rough year and things are now beginning to look up for them. &amp;nbsp;We are going to be staying with them (in our MH next to their house) for the summer, just to help out with them AND with my DH's mom who is in poor health and lives only 50 yds. away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What am I doing to get ready? &amp;nbsp;What else???? &amp;nbsp;I'm baking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6n7MAezmh9w/TaiewY0_ibI/AAAAAAAACBk/durkSKyo9cE/s1600/SDC14373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6n7MAezmh9w/TaiewY0_ibI/AAAAAAAACBk/durkSKyo9cE/s400/SDC14373.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Desert Rose? &amp;nbsp;Skip this part, cuz I know you like these! &amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I made &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Carrot cake cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;white chocolate, cream cheese icing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;(These were a big hit at Pony Girls Birthday party Desert Rose hosted last week.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pZVamdU6YK8/TaijfZlYHkI/AAAAAAAACBo/G4jRiK1n3Ko/s1600/SDC14374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pZVamdU6YK8/TaijfZlYHkI/AAAAAAAACBo/G4jRiK1n3Ko/s400/SDC14374.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This icing is one of the tastiest I make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, I load my plastic cone with icing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcudUWC6a34/TaikPhsE9ZI/AAAAAAAACBw/Q01HWPVKGxc/s1600/SDC14379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcudUWC6a34/TaikPhsE9ZI/AAAAAAAACBw/Q01HWPVKGxc/s320/SDC14379.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Place it inside my pastry bag....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ObdqctmWpU/TaikUhRcINI/AAAAAAAACB0/S40WrqvyZ74/s1600/SDC14381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ObdqctmWpU/TaikUhRcINI/AAAAAAAACB0/S40WrqvyZ74/s320/SDC14381.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Check to make sure it's coming out right....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1r9Z0_MCk8/TaikBEUMMeI/AAAAAAAACBs/4ostOzcfYGs/s1600/SDC14377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z1r9Z0_MCk8/TaikBEUMMeI/AAAAAAAACBs/4ostOzcfYGs/s320/SDC14377.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lbiywm9x7c/TaikacggoMI/AAAAAAAACB4/GWyjFp002BE/s1600/SDC14382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lbiywm9x7c/TaikacggoMI/AAAAAAAACB4/GWyjFp002BE/s320/SDC14382.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And start piping away! &amp;nbsp;Remember, I'm baking in a MH oven....these puffed up a bit much and stuck together at the sides, so I had to trim them up. &amp;nbsp;(That's why they look rough on edges.) &amp;nbsp;BUT, that's ok, that will be hidden by all the icing I'm putting on! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ScoJnX9rMCA/Tailm0S0ibI/AAAAAAAACCA/Z8Q_Dq33i-g/s1600/SDC14384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ScoJnX9rMCA/Tailm0S0ibI/AAAAAAAACCA/Z8Q_Dq33i-g/s640/SDC14384.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Top with a few walnuts and that's it! &amp;nbsp;:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3Ld1IRSPHg/TaikfkgzgaI/AAAAAAAACB8/02xy-pXyhEE/s1600/SDC14378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3Ld1IRSPHg/TaikfkgzgaI/AAAAAAAACB8/02xy-pXyhEE/s640/SDC14378.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, now we are heading off to stock these into the kids' condo they will be staying in. &amp;nbsp;Think they'll be happy when they see we put a few breakfast items and these in their place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-5736373747337702179?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/5736373747337702179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-cant-wait.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5736373747337702179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/5736373747337702179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-cant-wait.html' title='I can&apos;t wait!!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PcNgA4aI-s/TaiepGZ63yI/AAAAAAAACBg/FAqZLI-C3q8/s72-c/SDC14372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-2296754396313709226</id><published>2011-04-14T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T10:00:25.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Hello friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you all know I've been healing from a fall I took off Lady when she spooked in the arena. &lt;br /&gt;I'm into my healing now about 4 weeks, and I can't quit playing this over and over in my mind! &amp;nbsp;Nothing else to do when your drugged up and resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, ....(I'm doing good now, off all meds. (except for the occasional, if I've overdone it.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself with a bit of fear issues in getting back in the saddle. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure this is due to being 55 yrs. old and when I hit the dirt this time, I was amazed to find I couldn't move or get up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whaaat gives? &amp;nbsp;Those rodeo guys just land so smooth, dust themselves off and limp back to the horse to give it another go! &amp;nbsp;(I'm wondering now if they are so drugged up on pain killers they don't feel it?) I'd like to know how many of them spend their night in the emergency rooms after rodeos that we, the audience knows nothing about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I NEEDED to get back in the saddle at least once before I go home for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my hubby and I went out to the ranch and planned on just doing a "saddle sit" to see if it was going to cause me pain, but I ended up going with the Bossman out for a short 1/2 hr. ride on Jesse (not Lady).&lt;br /&gt;I knew it would take ALOT for Jesse to spook so I felt more comfortable on him. &amp;nbsp;But, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself taking a 1/2 of an anxiety pill prior to going, and I had NO DOUBTS I'd be wearing my helmet. &amp;nbsp;This was all needed because for some reason, I was now the one who seems spooked?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfLAJSxDZ80/TacmMechLlI/AAAAAAAACBc/p2154HJz0VM/s1600/SDC14370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfLAJSxDZ80/TacmMechLlI/AAAAAAAACBc/p2154HJz0VM/s400/SDC14370.JPG" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this feeling, and I'm a very determined person to not let something mental win over me.&lt;br /&gt;But, I am also re-evaluating what I'm capabale of....really capable of at my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a horse that is very sound of mind, I'm too old to deal with one who has issues. &amp;nbsp;(There's only room for one nutcase in this partnership!) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is owning a horse really for me? &amp;nbsp;Is there one out there that would be kind, calm and patient, and yet be agile enough to ride strenuous terrain with me and the Desert Rose? &lt;br /&gt;I guess we'll see....&lt;br /&gt;My kids are coming down this week for spring break, and we plan on riding with them (ponying the kids) but I'm looking forward to it so much.....because I really want to see if this "lack of confidence" is going to stay here or will I be able to work it away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-2296754396313709226?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/2296754396313709226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/fear-issues.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2296754396313709226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2296754396313709226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/fear-issues.html' title='Fear issues'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tfLAJSxDZ80/TacmMechLlI/AAAAAAAACBc/p2154HJz0VM/s72-c/SDC14370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-4612884673444258625</id><published>2011-04-05T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:34:37.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My son is engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I just have to share my exciting news! &amp;nbsp; My son and his girlfriend have just become engaged! &amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;I'm so happy for them. &amp;nbsp;They have both come along way, both have had their share of pain and now it's their turn to find some happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JH-DA05yqhg/TZv4tNSo1cI/AAAAAAAACBU/b6iKBYu5dRA/s1600/+M+and+S.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JH-DA05yqhg/TZv4tNSo1cI/AAAAAAAACBU/b6iKBYu5dRA/s640/+M+and+S.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our son Mel, and his fiance Sherylee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our son has 2 kids (6 and 7 years old)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Sherylee has one boy 7 yrs old. &amp;nbsp;So when they are all together it's a riot watching them try to herd them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids really get along well and they play so hard! &amp;nbsp;It's endless laughing, squeeling and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FvqeE43fJpo/TZv5y6cvvyI/AAAAAAAACBY/_-CEdxpvo7o/s1600/Mels+kiddos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FvqeE43fJpo/TZv5y6cvvyI/AAAAAAAACBY/_-CEdxpvo7o/s640/Mels+kiddos.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They all went on a Brunch Cruise the other day. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of Mels two (Luke and Avaa) and Sherylees boy Tyler. &amp;nbsp;Won't they make a great looking family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They will have a great life. &amp;nbsp;That is....until they all start driving at the same! &amp;nbsp;Ha! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-4612884673444258625?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/4612884673444258625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-son-is-engaged.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/4612884673444258625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/4612884673444258625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-son-is-engaged.html' title='My son is engaged!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JH-DA05yqhg/TZv4tNSo1cI/AAAAAAAACBU/b6iKBYu5dRA/s72-c/+M+and+S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-847991327155308449</id><published>2011-03-31T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T15:20:45.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion Luncheon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5CC5ms1o2k/TZTzmsjnbaI/AAAAAAAACAc/z3S22Gsen0o/s1600/SDC14239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5CC5ms1o2k/TZTzmsjnbaI/AAAAAAAACAc/z3S22Gsen0o/s1600/SDC14239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5CC5ms1o2k/TZTzmsjnbaI/AAAAAAAACAc/z3S22Gsen0o/s1600/SDC14239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;I&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5CC5ms1o2k/TZTzmsjnbaI/AAAAAAAACAc/z3S22Gsen0o/s400/SDC14239.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Since I'm layed up these days (recovering from fractures in the back) I don't have many adventures to blog about. &amp;nbsp;(I know whaaaaa.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; So.....I remembered one fun thing I did do prior to my accident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this Fashion Luncheon with my SIL where they were "featuring" a designer that she and I buy alot of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Jamie Sadock and she specializes in Golf Attire and Resort wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been to a high fashion show where they play the music, walk the runway and even feature what I call the "futuristic" styles. &amp;nbsp;Ya know how when you see the high fashion shows on t.v., and they look like things you would NEVER be caught dead in, unlesss you were going to a costume ball? &amp;nbsp; Everything is SEVERLY EXAGGERATED? &amp;nbsp;Well, they did that after all her "realistic" designs were shown. &amp;nbsp;I found it interesting and fun!&lt;br /&gt;And of course, you KNOW i'm all about food so I was very interested in what was on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WLziG2U64k/TZTzr3FaR5I/AAAAAAAACAg/EsAVPU43rTk/s1600/SDC14236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WLziG2U64k/TZTzr3FaR5I/AAAAAAAACAg/EsAVPU43rTk/s400/SDC14236.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here we are at the table, and notice the pretty flowers in the center? &amp;nbsp;Well, I won those by having a red dot under my luncheon plate. &amp;nbsp;They were beautiful! &amp;nbsp;But, after enjoying them for one day in my MH (remember, limited space?) &amp;nbsp;So, I gave them to my SIL to enjoy in her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTp2g50c-bQ/TZT14-dx4-I/AAAAAAAACAk/XjgN9wG0r08/s1600/SDC14230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTp2g50c-bQ/TZT14-dx4-I/AAAAAAAACAk/XjgN9wG0r08/s400/SDC14230.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course, While we were in the lobby, we got complimentary champagne! LOVED THAT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once we were seated, we were served wine with our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this salad to be my favorite item served that day. &amp;nbsp;It was "GRILLED ROMAINE" &amp;nbsp;with a fabulous cheesy Italian dressing, a bit of grilled tomatoe salsa and a parmesan crisp. &amp;nbsp;I could've eaten two of these and skipped the rest of the lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3df4sJWPNKY/TZT191NLfiI/AAAAAAAACAo/MYTaljOHDCI/s1600/SDC14231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3df4sJWPNKY/TZT191NLfiI/AAAAAAAACAo/MYTaljOHDCI/s400/SDC14231.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_IGzqdXPLbs/TZT2DtXgZ8I/AAAAAAAACAs/HfwnSC1AHE4/s1600/SDC14238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_IGzqdXPLbs/TZT2DtXgZ8I/AAAAAAAACAs/HfwnSC1AHE4/s400/SDC14238.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm sorry I didn't get pictures of the main entree, guess we were too busy talking....opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I DID capture the dessert! &amp;nbsp;Duh, have I ever missed one?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Being a Pastry Chef, I consider it "required research" to eat every dessert I come across.... &amp;nbsp;What I NEED to do is remember &amp;nbsp;to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"taste" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;them, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;not eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this dessert didn't rate very high on my scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it was presented well, &amp;nbsp;the taste was just ok....It had a nice pastry cream inside for filling, but other than that, the fruit, figs and apricots on top didn't ring my bell. &amp;nbsp;And the crust was a "purchased" pastry cup which I found to be tasteless and hard. &amp;nbsp;The sauce was nice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9d2_3V95mM/TZT2HTe0egI/AAAAAAAACAw/_H9lAUn6RHA/s1600/SDC14248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9d2_3V95mM/TZT2HTe0egI/AAAAAAAACAw/_H9lAUn6RHA/s400/SDC14248.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pictures were a bit blurry, sorry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTsM71sVae0/TZT5f7RH7CI/AAAAAAAACA4/N4DoTTPHr0Y/s1600/SDC14249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTsM71sVae0/TZT5f7RH7CI/AAAAAAAACA4/N4DoTTPHr0Y/s400/SDC14249.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our ticket to this gala, we received a &amp;nbsp;$30.00 certificate towards any purchase! &amp;nbsp;Hmmmm, I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32S2Il6uD2Q/TZT5jt4KTgI/AAAAAAAACA8/c0jOBxWPTHA/s1600/SDC14253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32S2Il6uD2Q/TZT5jt4KTgI/AAAAAAAACA8/c0jOBxWPTHA/s400/SDC14253.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, after the show, we joined the MOB of shoppers at the storefront and I got a great pair of black capris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing we like most about Jamie Sadocks styles is, we can wear them elsewear too.&lt;br /&gt;They are nice enough that we truly go from the golf course, out to lunch or even dinner in her stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you're interested in seeing some of her styles, just google Jamie Sadock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on me?: &amp;nbsp;I'm doing well, getting alittle better everyday! &amp;nbsp;I can now get around without help from DH. &amp;nbsp;I just can't pick up things that I drop. &amp;nbsp;Can't lift much. &amp;nbsp;But am going to the pool everyday and doing some gentle therapy. &amp;nbsp;The doctors said 8-12 weeks for healing, I THINK I'm a bit ahead of that, but we will see....I know it will probably be that long before I get on a horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-847991327155308449?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/847991327155308449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/03/fashion-luncheon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/847991327155308449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/847991327155308449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/03/fashion-luncheon.html' title='Fashion Luncheon'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5CC5ms1o2k/TZTzmsjnbaI/AAAAAAAACAc/z3S22Gsen0o/s72-c/SDC14239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-6147116524982619711</id><published>2011-03-22T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T14:52:33.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Needed....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's kind of ironic that my LAST post was all about a tumble that Jesse and I took....and it's great that I didn't get hurt, but not long after that post, another incident occurs! &amp;nbsp;I'm really beginning to re-evaluate my ability to ride.....or at least WHAT ABILITIES I actually have?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here, loaded with pain killers and muscle relaxers evaluating &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;how in the world&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I will be able to do&amp;nbsp;this for 8-12 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;STORY:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out to be such a great day. &amp;nbsp;I was going to the stables with DR to help give her little Granddaughters pony rides. &amp;nbsp;We had a great little ride to begin with, &amp;nbsp;DR had (Stella) behind her and one of the girl wranglers was ponying the older girl (Lilly) and I was riding Lady.&lt;br /&gt;Our short trail ride was nice, except we DID see our first Rattlesnake of the season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jKGIcN9wCWI/TYkRln22eTI/AAAAAAAACAE/AOl6S0Ufubk/s1600/Lily+%2526+Stella+in+Palm+Springs%2521+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jKGIcN9wCWI/TYkRln22eTI/AAAAAAAACAE/AOl6S0Ufubk/s400/Lily+%2526+Stella+in+Palm+Springs%2521+032.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uyCz1iMPLXg/TYkUhzrNziI/AAAAAAAACAI/Kjalya9YJ2Q/s1600/Lily+%2526+Stella+in+Palm+Springs%2521+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-uyCz1iMPLXg/TYkUhzrNziI/AAAAAAAACAI/Kjalya9YJ2Q/s400/Lily+%2526+Stella+in+Palm+Springs%2521+039.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, we arrive back to stables and took the horses inside the arena so Jesse could give rides in there, and I was just going to work Lady a bit, &lt;i&gt;because she has been spooking along the far wall at every little thing. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;We were doing good, She'd spook and I'd take her right back to whatever it was, she'd sniff at it and settle down. &amp;nbsp;Once, twice, three times we did the entire arena like that. &amp;nbsp;She only seemed to spook on the FAR wall.&lt;br /&gt;I guessed that she was getting tired of doing the same thing over and over, so I began doing large figure 8's in the middle of arena. &amp;nbsp;She did fine until once she stumbled and then right after that she BUCKED! &amp;nbsp;I could't believe I stayed on, but it happened so fast, I didn't have time to react. &amp;nbsp;So,....I kicked her to start trotting again and she BUCKED again! &amp;nbsp;DR saw this one and decided that Jesse also needed a little bit of work as he had been pushing his riders buttons by continuing to head for the gate. &amp;nbsp;Lilly is only 9 yrs. old and she was doing great, but Jesse was getting her number. &amp;nbsp;At this point, I decided to put my helmet on, WHY NOW! &amp;nbsp;You say? &amp;nbsp;Just gut instinct, I felt a bit nervouse that she had bucked on me.&lt;br /&gt;So now DR and I are on the horses, and we began to just trot them around, they were both doing good and we decided to kick them into a gentle lope. &lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got Lady into a lope we were entering a corner of the arena &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(this was NOT the one where she had spooked before)&lt;/span&gt; and in a split second she did a spook/jump to the left and I (with my momentum) kept going straight.....Unfortunately, I couldn't get my balance back and next thing I know, I was in the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It knocked the wind out of me, so it took awhile before I could even talk. &amp;nbsp;I somehow landed first on my elbow, then hips and somehow rolled onto my face! &amp;nbsp;I couldn't move.....but everyone was checking me, asking if I could move my toes etc. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I could,&lt;/i&gt; but if I tried to lift my head OR legs, I got a SHARP HOT ROD up my spine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Oh, Oh, this doesn't feel good. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ended up laying there "face in the dirt" until the Ambulance got to me. &amp;nbsp;Little Stella was so sweet, she scooted up right next to me and was petting my head or I should say my helmet, while we waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qMDniIwUmSs/TYkWcUZWTtI/AAAAAAAACAM/xm2dA7OWIHA/s1600/Lily+%2526+Stella+in+Palm+Springs%2521+072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-qMDniIwUmSs/TYkWcUZWTtI/AAAAAAAACAM/xm2dA7OWIHA/s400/Lily+%2526+Stella+in+Palm+Springs%2521+072.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3tc2QgMTz7w/TYkWej5dR2I/AAAAAAAACAQ/zK2iV4_TS1M/s1600/Lily+%2526+Stella+in+Palm+Springs%2521+073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3tc2QgMTz7w/TYkWej5dR2I/AAAAAAAACAQ/zK2iV4_TS1M/s400/Lily+%2526+Stella+in+Palm+Springs%2521+073.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pretty soon, here comes help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ambulance arrived, They seemed to take a long time examining me, but then they decided they needed to roll me onto a back board. &amp;nbsp;BAD IDEA! &amp;nbsp; They did a good job of keeping my body perfectly straight while doing this but I was in AGONY! &amp;nbsp;My tailbone area couldn't even tolerate laying on the &amp;nbsp;cushioned gurney. &amp;nbsp;OUCHY!!! &amp;nbsp;(but, they kept saying, "we have to"&lt;i&gt;...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All I can say is: "It's a good thing they had lots of help! &amp;nbsp;It's at times like these one says to oneself......"Now don't ya wish you'd lost that extra weight?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the ambulance, My paramedic (Jenny) was very reassuring and started an I.V. in my hand. &lt;br /&gt;We arrive to the hospitals Trauma Unit and as we are coming through the doors, a nurse runs up to us and says "Is this the Horse?" &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I looked at her, and said "Well, I've been called worse." &amp;nbsp;She laughed and apologized.....&lt;i&gt;I knew what she meant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the entire evening getting x-rays on my pelvic/spine, right leg, elbow and of course my head. &amp;nbsp;Everything turned out good EXCEPT: &amp;nbsp;I had a few &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;fractures on my lower spine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I guess it could've been worse, but this is gonna RUIN my entire winter down here! &amp;nbsp; Cowgirljlynn and Dusty Devoe are coming down for a week and I was SOOOO looking forward to riding with them! As well as Paint Girl and Pony Girl were coming too. &amp;nbsp;So, instead of riding with them....I'll just be laid up, and "simply hearing" about their wonderful rides. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Oh, whoa is me....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. says it will take 8-12 weeks for this to heal! &amp;nbsp;And THEN it may still hurt to ride. &amp;nbsp;And I have to be honest, this is VERY PAINFUL! &amp;nbsp;My DH is lowering me up and down on every seat (including bathroom!) &amp;nbsp; I'm taking 2 muscle relaxers and a pain pill every 8hrs. &amp;nbsp;And an Ibuprofen 800 in between there! &amp;nbsp;And, it still doesn't kill the pain!&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm sounding like a whiner, but I had such GREAT PLANS &amp;nbsp;for riding with DR and Bossman this winter....:-(&lt;br /&gt;I spent three nights in the hospital (had fabulous care from the nurses!) &amp;nbsp;As far as Hospitals go, this one actually had good food, Every person was gentle, caring and quick to assist me or help with anything I needed.&lt;br /&gt;So, Im home now in our MH recovering. &amp;nbsp;Hubby helps me up and down, I can "hardly" move and am trying to get out to the patio at least once per day (which means maneuvering 6 steps down the MH steps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, Sometimes I wonder if God is sending me a message....I love riding horses, I do everything as safe as I possibly can....but, &amp;nbsp;I'm beginning to think that arenas and I just aren't compatible! It's the fast way things occur in there that seem to catch me off guard. &amp;nbsp;I don't really believe my balance is all that it could be. &amp;nbsp;(More lessons maybe???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'v spent most of my days shuffling over to the pool, and walking in "chest deep" back and forth. &amp;nbsp;The PT guy at hospital said that would help. &amp;nbsp;It has! &amp;nbsp; I have loosened up quite a bit and am now able to get up and down out of "most" chairs by myself. &amp;nbsp;I also have cut back on my pain meds. &amp;nbsp;They dried my mouth out so bad I could harldly talk. &amp;nbsp;But, I can tell it's probably going to be a SLOW heal..... Ugh! &amp;nbsp;I don't have patience for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll know I'm making REAL PROGRESS &amp;nbsp;when I can bend over the sink and brush my teeth. &amp;nbsp;I know...don't visualize...its not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,...I have healed up enough that I'm going to "bite the Vicadin" &lt;i&gt;I mean the bullet&lt;/i&gt;, and get dressed up in cowgirl attire to attend a Dinner that kicks off the Rodeo down here. &amp;nbsp;Bossman has invited DR. and myself to be his guests! &amp;nbsp;That's my goal, I have a couple more days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I don't have many pictures to share of this, I was a bit busy with screaming and all that....Hee! Hee!&lt;br /&gt;So, if you can send your prayers this way for a while, I'd really appreciate it. &amp;nbsp;Hoping to get back to normal soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-6147116524982619711?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/6147116524982619711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayers-needed.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/6147116524982619711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/6147116524982619711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/03/prayers-needed.html' title='Prayers Needed....'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jKGIcN9wCWI/TYkRln22eTI/AAAAAAAACAE/AOl6S0Ufubk/s72-c/Lily+%2526+Stella+in+Palm+Springs%2521+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-4218973416514819509</id><published>2011-02-26T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T19:22:33.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I went off! and a bit of everything....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMxjStqhxyE/TWc7VmQN-1I/AAAAAAAAB_E/qxHXyOz935E/s1600/Pioneer+Town%2521+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMxjStqhxyE/TWc7VmQN-1I/AAAAAAAAB_E/qxHXyOz935E/s640/Pioneer+Town%2521+093.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you don't find me wandering all over the place on this post....but I just wanted to include several things that have been going on....Mostly about our rides.&amp;nbsp; We'v done several, and among them....Well, I'm sharing something that I'm not very proud of,...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, I went off my horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Or, DR's horse) .however, I think sometimes, by sharing these experiences, something may be gained.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures of a couple of rides I've taken lately.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Typically, it's either Desert Rose and her friend Claire, (Claire rides Amos, the Mule.) her other friend Joyce and of course the&amp;nbsp;Bossman!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RzdN-mu3gE/TWc9ONtamtI/AAAAAAAAB_U/HtFFHN8zrZg/s1600/SDC14228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9RzdN-mu3gE/TWc9ONtamtI/AAAAAAAAB_U/HtFFHN8zrZg/s400/SDC14228.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here&amp;nbsp;is a shot of some of the beautiful area we&amp;nbsp;are getting to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nl58KKtOBOs/TWc9iev34gI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/h777LhQ5rA0/s1600/SDC14227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nl58KKtOBOs/TWc9iev34gI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/h777LhQ5rA0/s400/SDC14227.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another&amp;nbsp;picture here, when myself, Bossman, Desert Rose and her friend Joyce rode together.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the trails ahead of him?&amp;nbsp; That's where we&amp;nbsp;were headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYbUVgh4tdc/TWc-HC3sA4I/AAAAAAAAB_c/EWxnbhFNsGY/s1600/SDC14222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYbUVgh4tdc/TWc-HC3sA4I/AAAAAAAAB_c/EWxnbhFNsGY/s640/SDC14222.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just an example of the huge rocks we ride among.....Which leads me to the tale...of my going off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You see....We were riding along&amp;nbsp;when we&amp;nbsp;came to an area on the trail that was &lt;strong&gt;all rock&lt;/strong&gt; for a bit.&amp;nbsp;Big ones similar to these shown above.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Jesse, began to go up it, and then, lost his footing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He scrambled and scrambled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; trying to keep from slipping, but his hooves just couldn't get dug in anywhere. Well, unfortunately, we BOTH went over, falling onto one of these types of "large" rocks.&amp;nbsp; But, when Jesse tried to get up, it caused me to slide down &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;under him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (because I was ON&amp;nbsp;a &amp;nbsp;big, smooth rock that was angled down.) All I saw for a quick second was Jesse's belly and I yelled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Whoa Jesse, Whoa!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, bless his heart, he stopped scrambling, it gave me a second to get out of his way and &lt;strong&gt;then&lt;/strong&gt; he managed to get somewhat of a footing.&amp;nbsp; But, poor baby was just shaking. I'm very lucky I didn't get hurt or trampled but Jesse is a great horse, and he was trying his best not to hurt me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MDvjxoJEf8/TWc-T0LZdmI/AAAAAAAAB_g/Pa_H6NC-c8c/s1600/SDC14225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3MDvjxoJEf8/TWc-T0LZdmI/AAAAAAAAB_g/Pa_H6NC-c8c/s640/SDC14225.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's always fun to look back on where we'v come from. Here is Palm&amp;nbsp;Springs&amp;nbsp;between Jesse's ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here I am, recovered and&amp;nbsp;just enjoying ride. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After our fall.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIDh1TBUcf4/TWc-xPv6W5I/AAAAAAAAB_k/AK9BGc014z8/s1600/photo%255B2%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" l6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIDh1TBUcf4/TWc-xPv6W5I/AAAAAAAAB_k/AK9BGc014z8/s640/photo%255B2%255D.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-txOK6c0Do-U/TWc-zTfJabI/AAAAAAAAB_o/KllLFTbFn5Y/s1600/SDC14223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-txOK6c0Do-U/TWc-zTfJabI/AAAAAAAAB_o/KllLFTbFn5Y/s640/SDC14223.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another shot of the huge rock formations!&amp;nbsp; Aren't they breathtaking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gSxUzmHiCSU/TWc-5Qil-eI/AAAAAAAAB_s/e5HtDjEjRZ4/s1600/SDC14213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gSxUzmHiCSU/TWc-5Qil-eI/AAAAAAAAB_s/e5HtDjEjRZ4/s400/SDC14213.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the ride that Bossman, DR and I took up to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pioneer Town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a deserted little western town where they perform "Old Western Shoot outs" on Sundays.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, the horses acted like EVERYTHING was monsters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_f1NTeQpBCg/TWc--wObMyI/AAAAAAAAB_w/uTojEGkr-uY/s1600/SDC14215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_f1NTeQpBCg/TWc--wObMyI/AAAAAAAAB_w/uTojEGkr-uY/s400/SDC14215.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Bossman got a little cranky when we decided to go up to Pioneer Town, it's at a colder level than he's used to, so DR and I presented him with a little gift of some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;bootwarmers/handwarmers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that he could use to keep warm.&amp;nbsp; We think of everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6UqgKPgTA0E/TWc_EbL9ldI/AAAAAAAAB_0/4GxYF9qipm4/s1600/Pioneer+Town%2521+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6UqgKPgTA0E/TWc_EbL9ldI/AAAAAAAAB_0/4GxYF9qipm4/s640/Pioneer+Town%2521+008.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Below&amp;nbsp;is DR and Claire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qBR7xE2QtM/TWc_KhPnCdI/AAAAAAAAB_4/tO0HSoI2kdI/s1600/SDC14221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9qBR7xE2QtM/TWc_KhPnCdI/AAAAAAAAB_4/tO0HSoI2kdI/s640/SDC14221.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amazing how DR always finds these "Um...interesting" rock formations huh?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hif71NA6nQ4/TWc_QjBYfdI/AAAAAAAAB_8/p5dHBz8dkI4/s1600/SDC14201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hif71NA6nQ4/TWc_QjBYfdI/AAAAAAAAB_8/p5dHBz8dkI4/s400/SDC14201.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ET0Tggy8jUA/TWc_ovcFw7I/AAAAAAAACAA/G2kc-dy4U4Y/s1600/SDC14216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ET0Tggy8jUA/TWc_ovcFw7I/AAAAAAAACAA/G2kc-dy4U4Y/s640/SDC14216.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we came in, at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pioneer Town,....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;we went to the restaurant (the ONLY living thing going on there!) called Pappy and Harrietts.&amp;nbsp; It's an old, rustic bar and we were shocked to walk in and see it JUST PACKED!&amp;nbsp; This must'v been their lunch rush, but for being in the middle of no where, it sure packed em in!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We later figured out, it's because they have GREAT food and&amp;nbsp;Bloody Mary's!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I found this wall to be SO interesting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;(Funny how a couple Bloody Mary's will do that...)&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; They had built the wall with these old, colored bottles imbedded in the mortar, so the sun shined through them to give a beautiful cast of different colored lights to the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, that's all I have for now, other than, our weather hasn't been great here the last couple days, so we are taking it easy, but hope to be riding tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for checking in....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-4218973416514819509?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/4218973416514819509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-went-off-and-bit-of-everything.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/4218973416514819509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/4218973416514819509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-went-off-and-bit-of-everything.html' title='I went off! and a bit of everything....'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMxjStqhxyE/TWc7VmQN-1I/AAAAAAAAB_E/qxHXyOz935E/s72-c/Pioneer+Town%2521+093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-2577714860465309036</id><published>2011-02-18T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:47:19.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johhny Mathis Concert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wow, I just have to say....I have THE BEST cousin ever!&amp;nbsp; Desert Rose and her HP invited me to meet them for dinner one night when my DH was gone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We planned to meet for dinner and play at the Casino for a bit before THEY went to their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Johnny Mathis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; concert, that they had tickets for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, HP decided to go looking for a ticket for me,he went to the ticket box, no luck.&amp;nbsp; They told him he could hang around there a bit, and sometimes people have tickets to sell.&amp;nbsp; (Look out scalpers!!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WA LA!&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; He found a lady who had one, and he bought it for me so I could go with them! &lt;em&gt;I was afraid he might have paid scalper prices,&lt;/em&gt; but it turns out he didn't.....&lt;strong&gt;I really&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;DID have a hundred dollar seat!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhRVb4a34qg/TV8QPCXNRMI/AAAAAAAAB-8/bOjr1d1GUHU/s1600/SDC14189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhRVb4a34qg/TV8QPCXNRMI/AAAAAAAAB-8/bOjr1d1GUHU/s400/SDC14189.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a GREAT seat at stage level.&amp;nbsp; I kept looking all over for Desert Rose and HP, but never did see them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So,..... I sat back and enjoyed a wonderful concert!&amp;nbsp; Johhny Mathis may be mid 70's but BOY OH BOY can he still sing!&amp;nbsp; It sent shrills through me when he hit the high notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, ya know?&amp;nbsp; I REALLY felt bad when we met afterwards and I realized that I had a better seat than DR and HP did for it!&amp;nbsp; Opps....big hugs for HP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't thank them enough for doing this for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-2577714860465309036?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/2577714860465309036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/02/johhny-mathis-concert.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2577714860465309036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2577714860465309036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/02/johhny-mathis-concert.html' title='Johhny Mathis Concert!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhRVb4a34qg/TV8QPCXNRMI/AAAAAAAAB-8/bOjr1d1GUHU/s72-c/SDC14189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-2762132708335245238</id><published>2011-02-11T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:12:19.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mule, and Can Bangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today, I went riding with one of Desert Roses friend Claire.&amp;nbsp; Poor Desert Rose was down sick with this same awful stuff, many seem to be fighting lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took Lady and she was on her trusty Mule that she rides named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were out, she offered to let me try riding&amp;nbsp;her Mule (I never had!) and I jumped at the chance.&amp;nbsp; I was curious how they were different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed at how sure-footed he was!&amp;nbsp; I definately got a waist work out as he rocks you forward and back like an exercise machine! But, when going on a steep downhill, rocky trail, I felt like his feet were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"just solidly planted"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is about the best way to describe it.&amp;nbsp;No slipping, trotting out of it, he just felt like a tank! Solid....&lt;br /&gt;His personality was sooo sweet!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He's a real babysitter.&amp;nbsp; But, evidentally, with a Mule, you MUST work together as a team.&amp;nbsp; He will do what you say, and take good care of you, but you must understand that "occasionally" he will excercise his stubborness.&amp;nbsp; Such as, it bothered him if Lady fell behind, so he would just stop and wait for her....no matter how much you kick him, he would'nt go until she caught up to him!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Silly Mule....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnl4PKWCYDg/TVVlEyomGRI/AAAAAAAAB9s/a2d3tufYdlk/s1600/SDC14181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnl4PKWCYDg/TVVlEyomGRI/AAAAAAAAB9s/a2d3tufYdlk/s640/SDC14181.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was quite fun, I'm greatful to have had the chance.&amp;nbsp; Another one to add to my list of ponies I've ridden! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, notice the things on my lower legs rather than wearing chicks?&amp;nbsp; Well, these are one of the purchases I made while at &lt;strong&gt;Cowboy Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;.....They're called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Can Bangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Created for Barrel Racers, but "others" wear them for rocky terrain trails.&amp;nbsp; They have a very strong guard inside that really protects my knees and legs from big, sharp rocks, trees and anything that might "get" my leg/knee out there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cousin Eeeee would like these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;nbsp;They are much more comfortable for me, over chinks.&amp;nbsp; I'm so short legged, that chinks feel cumbursome to me.&amp;nbsp;These make it easier for me to mount too.&amp;nbsp; I can actually go pee in the woods without going on the DR's&amp;nbsp; chinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see here, but these are made of a beautiful "tooled" leather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OOKUrBe4-1U/TVVqSmt3vAI/AAAAAAAAB9w/eHDjEJduHsI/s1600/SDC14180+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="293" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OOKUrBe4-1U/TVVqSmt3vAI/AAAAAAAAB9w/eHDjEJduHsI/s400/SDC14180+-+Copy.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-2762132708335245238?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/2762132708335245238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/02/mule-and-can-bangers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2762132708335245238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2762132708335245238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/02/mule-and-can-bangers.html' title='A Mule, and Can Bangers'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mnl4PKWCYDg/TVVlEyomGRI/AAAAAAAAB9s/a2d3tufYdlk/s72-c/SDC14181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-3733421631158601392</id><published>2011-01-29T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:11:09.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride in Yuma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTktah6q6I/AAAAAAAAB8w/2Xl-y-CsGKI/s1600/SDC14147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTktah6q6I/AAAAAAAAB8w/2Xl-y-CsGKI/s640/SDC14147.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my friend/trainer that I have talked about before, in prior posts,&amp;nbsp;remember &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jamie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&amp;nbsp; We spent the season together last&amp;nbsp;winter in Yuma.&amp;nbsp; I had contacted her to help me with my riding techniques, and she introduced me to the fun of Barrel Racing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She is in the process of turning pro, I.... on the other hand am still just being introduced to it.... Well, we got to go to Yuma last week and I had texted her to see if we could ride together.&amp;nbsp; She was excited to have me come down and we decided to repeat our ride from last year when we took the horses down to the river and swam with them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I was riding &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and she was on her new baby (3yrs.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paradise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turned out it was just a bit cool to go in the water, so we just rode.&amp;nbsp; Her horses hadn't been down to the river, or on this trail since last year when we did it.&amp;nbsp; We noticed right away that they were both kinda spooking at all the "different things"&amp;nbsp; such as park toys, plastic bag on ground, THE YELLOW POLE! really???&amp;nbsp; So, I had a feeling it could be an interesting ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTk-m11NZI/AAAAAAAAB84/ufhvWaOZ_Mc/s1600/SDC14148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTk-m11NZI/AAAAAAAAB84/ufhvWaOZ_Mc/s640/SDC14148.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, here we go....couldn't have asked for a nicer day!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And then.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTmenyGvEI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/_e4FpF9Bvr4/s1600/SDC14149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTmenyGvEI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/_e4FpF9Bvr4/s640/SDC14149.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We came to this overpass, and they started freaking out.&amp;nbsp; Sky turned on me and was just gonna head home!&amp;nbsp; He was like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ok, I'm done,&amp;nbsp;NOT gonna go under that!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, of course I turned him back, and at this time, we had two dancing horses we were both trying to control....and we had only two choices....end up in the canal, or into some sharp, large boulders on the other side.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, we decided to just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;sit and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and give them some time to adjust to the overhead noise etc.&amp;nbsp; Good thing we did, because as we were sitting here, about &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 birds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; flew out from underneath it!&amp;nbsp; Jamie and I just looked at each other and said...."Damn.... I'm glad that happened HERE, and not while we were going underneath it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After a while, we decided to give it a try, and they did pretty good, they just were REAL glad to get to the other side....LOLO&amp;nbsp; Silly horses.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlEFPa7PI/AAAAAAAAB88/XUcgdzmmqrM/s1600/SDC14151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlEFPa7PI/AAAAAAAAB88/XUcgdzmmqrM/s640/SDC14151.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And FINALLY, we&amp;nbsp;came to the swimming hole.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Can you see it above?&amp;nbsp; Well, on the&amp;nbsp;right, it becomes nice park and grassy area with picnic tables.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlJ3TZZVI/AAAAAAAAB9A/GHEOho8Hr9M/s1600/SDC14153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlJ3TZZVI/AAAAAAAAB9A/GHEOho8Hr9M/s640/SDC14153.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, we call Dominos and order pizza!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They delivered it to us at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlVKUEWyI/AAAAAAAAB9I/VFZptxKbxHE/s1600/SDC14155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlVKUEWyI/AAAAAAAAB9I/VFZptxKbxHE/s640/SDC14155.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTnmmptqoI/AAAAAAAAB9c/1-KxaV4Ue60/s1600/SDC14159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTnmmptqoI/AAAAAAAAB9c/1-KxaV4Ue60/s640/SDC14159.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Horses were standing nicely....for a while.&amp;nbsp; Then Sky decided he didn't want Paradise on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;his tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, so he began kicking out at him.&amp;nbsp; Jamie would run over, smack him and move him away to the other side of the tree, but as soon as she walked away, he would side up to Paradise and kick with his hind leg out at him.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe how he was behaving and he would WAIT for Jamie to walk away, then do it again!&amp;nbsp; FINALLY, the funniest thing was when he saw Jamie coming and he literally scooted or ran as best he could to the other side of the tree so he wouldn't get spanked!&amp;nbsp; LOLO&amp;nbsp; It was just like a toddler who knew he'd crossed the line.....I couldn't help but laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, while we waited, we had some wine that we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;just happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have&amp;nbsp;brought in our bags.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlfx8WJ4I/AAAAAAAAB9M/oFgH_JvDk2s/s1600/SDC14154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlfx8WJ4I/AAAAAAAAB9M/oFgH_JvDk2s/s400/SDC14154.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then the pizza came.....Wow, it doesn't get much better than this!&amp;nbsp; Sun, pizza, wine, horses and spending the day with my sweet friend!&amp;nbsp; It was nice to catch up with her.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlrDQu23I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/Rii7fWEYE7E/s1600/SDC14161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlrDQu23I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/Rii7fWEYE7E/s640/SDC14161.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlPsZNuYI/AAAAAAAAB9E/mF6wJGKYibQ/s1600/SDC14154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlPsZNuYI/AAAAAAAAB9E/mF6wJGKYibQ/s400/SDC14154.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlwGrjp2I/AAAAAAAAB9U/qmHnnFK14qc/s1600/SDC14156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTlwGrjp2I/AAAAAAAAB9U/qmHnnFK14qc/s640/SDC14156.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Really????&amp;nbsp; Horse poop in the park?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;That sounds like a book huh?&amp;nbsp; LOLO&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;Here's Jamie being so good, she picked their poop&amp;nbsp;and disposed of it to garbage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still begging her to come up to Palm Desert and ride the Indian Canyons with Desert Rose and me....We'll see if she can swing some time this season.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-3733421631158601392?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/3733421631158601392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/01/ride-in-yuma.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3733421631158601392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3733421631158601392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/01/ride-in-yuma.html' title='Ride in Yuma!'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TUTktah6q6I/AAAAAAAAB8w/2Xl-y-CsGKI/s72-c/SDC14147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-7680294532845696840</id><published>2011-01-20T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:48:25.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>While the Rose is away.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTkA8dI253I/AAAAAAAAB8c/_hy1NvD_5UE/s1600/SDC11656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTkA8dI253I/AAAAAAAAB8c/_hy1NvD_5UE/s320/SDC11656.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE MICE WILL PLAY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Desert Rose left for a couple days and the Bossman and I went riding WITH HER HORSES!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This was my first chance to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "do it all on my own" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sort of ride.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You cousins know what I'm talking about, without&amp;nbsp;the Desert Rose there to&amp;nbsp;"oversee" all the grooming, tacking up, putting them away properly when we got home&amp;nbsp;etc....&lt;strong&gt;This is something of a confidence builder for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Things that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;non horse people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; think about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such as:&amp;nbsp; Opening and closing gates properly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Haltering, tieing up at hitching post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting the right lunch together for them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting the bridles on properly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Emergency equipment: Easy boot, pic, waterbowl, (Bossman had the drugs for them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From someone who doesn't own a horse, I was a bit nervous about taking care of someone elses horses.&amp;nbsp; Jesse often "tries" me by not picking up his&amp;nbsp;hoof, I didn't want to&amp;nbsp;begin our day by having to fight with him about that...But, ya see? Without DR there, I just had to MAKE him.&amp;nbsp; He must'v sensed that, because he gave me no problem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well,.... &amp;nbsp;I messed up immediately by not communicating with Bossman prior....so Jesse ended up wearing Lady's blanket!&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Tsk Tsk&lt;/strong&gt;....this would've been a MAJOR mess up in Desert Roses eyes, but neither Lady or Jesse seemed to mind.... :-)&amp;nbsp; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they promised not to tell on me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I did all of my part by being responsible for Bossmans and my lunch and coffee in the morning.&amp;nbsp; And in turn, he actually had&amp;nbsp;my horse saddled!&amp;nbsp; What a deal!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our plan was to leave the stables by 8:00 a.m.&amp;nbsp; I was on time because i was worried&amp;nbsp;about not doing everything right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got there by 7:30, Delivered Bossmans coffee, then went to work on making lunch for the horses.&amp;nbsp; Loaded the saddlebags, donned my&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Can Bangers&lt;/strong&gt; (One of my new purchases at Cowboy Christmas)and loaded the truck with our gear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We left ON TIME, and&amp;nbsp;hauled the trailer into the canyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unloaded the horses,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTj9YGyc5UI/AAAAAAAAB8U/5CiVRdIMVpg/s1600/SDC14092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTj9YGyc5UI/AAAAAAAAB8U/5CiVRdIMVpg/s320/SDC14092.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTkDL089r1I/AAAAAAAAB8k/nZqatrsZJ78/s1600/SDC14095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTkDL089r1I/AAAAAAAAB8k/nZqatrsZJ78/s320/SDC14095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did the ceremonial toast before our ride.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7GM-Ge8I/AAAAAAAAB7A/DmXGvqEHxyU/s1600/SDC14111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7GM-Ge8I/AAAAAAAAB7A/DmXGvqEHxyU/s320/SDC14111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; This is our "missing man"&amp;nbsp;formation. :-)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And off we rode....Up the Kauffman trail overlooking Andreas Canyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We rode the Pelton, which also took us through the Westfork and the Palm Canyon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7Py9jy7I/AAAAAAAAB7E/2xVxu66wNQU/s1600/SDC14097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7Py9jy7I/AAAAAAAAB7E/2xVxu66wNQU/s320/SDC14097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a VERY scenic ride.... The rock formations and desert life are a show in themselves.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7Vfu4eEI/AAAAAAAAB7I/OUyqJ1UzOlc/s1600/SDC14100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7Vfu4eEI/AAAAAAAAB7I/OUyqJ1UzOlc/s320/SDC14100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what we call the "Posing Rock"&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7hdmTDDI/AAAAAAAAB7M/7L3WvObvUDc/s1600/SDC14105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7hdmTDDI/AAAAAAAAB7M/7L3WvObvUDc/s320/SDC14105.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone gets their shot taken here.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7nOMBU3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/f_ffWLjcm9c/s1600/SDC14110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7nOMBU3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/f_ffWLjcm9c/s320/SDC14110.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oooh! Did I say "shot?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Bossman even brought "special" mimosa glasses for our ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7xkkFAOI/AAAAAAAAB7U/NUJ4I5bRjQE/s1600/SDC14112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh7xkkFAOI/AAAAAAAAB7U/NUJ4I5bRjQE/s320/SDC14112.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bossman giving me some history on wild horses that used to be in these canyons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh76EbVmpI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/SHGJSMm9zDQ/s1600/SDC14116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh76EbVmpI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/SHGJSMm9zDQ/s320/SDC14116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These trails have&amp;nbsp;cactus growing "right on the edge of the trail" so you have to be very careful that&amp;nbsp;the horses&amp;nbsp;don't rub their legs against any of these!&amp;nbsp; These cactus will even go through ones boot, so we steer clear!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8Cbo36kI/AAAAAAAAB7c/-QQUc-tgcdQ/s1600/SDC14118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8Cbo36kI/AAAAAAAAB7c/-QQUc-tgcdQ/s320/SDC14118.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Absolutely beautiful watering holes.....This is what they mean when they say "Oasis".&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8H9r8oLI/AAAAAAAAB7g/OinzhZ4cHDE/s1600/SDC14120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8H9r8oLI/AAAAAAAAB7g/OinzhZ4cHDE/s320/SDC14120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LUNCHTIME!&amp;nbsp; Bossman brought a new bottle of wine called "Amici"&amp;nbsp; I read somewhere that Amici means "Freinds" in Italian.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poor Bossman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, without the Desert Rose to bring him our usual "Gourmet, Deli Sandwiches"&amp;nbsp; he had to settle for my homemade Ham and Swiss, Grapes and chips.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8QE2t3pI/AAAAAAAAB7k/VggYnyIOSp8/s1600/SDC14122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8QE2t3pI/AAAAAAAAB7k/VggYnyIOSp8/s320/SDC14122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, he didn't seem to mind, we ate and drank it all!&amp;nbsp; Ok, Lady and Jesse helped with the grapes.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8ZPOaRLI/AAAAAAAAB7o/mv_pJR1dSmY/s1600/SDC14123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8ZPOaRLI/AAAAAAAAB7o/mv_pJR1dSmY/s320/SDC14123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;More beautiful watering holes&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8e0zi-jI/AAAAAAAAB7s/9omWi9zXWHk/s1600/SDC14126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh8e0zi-jI/AAAAAAAAB7s/9omWi9zXWHk/s320/SDC14126.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Long standing Palms&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh87Jmqb-I/AAAAAAAAB70/DHFT2WC6cWc/s1600/SDC14131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh87Jmqb-I/AAAAAAAAB70/DHFT2WC6cWc/s320/SDC14131.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trails among the palms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, now comes the test for me!&amp;nbsp; When we got back, I proceeded to perform all the usual tasks in putting the horse away....&lt;em&gt;I was concerned that I would mess up and forget something.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I began with grooming, picking and placing the blanket on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh9SjlWrkI/AAAAAAAAB8E/ZbvARgn86rE/s1600/SDC14137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh9SjlWrkI/AAAAAAAAB8E/ZbvARgn86rE/s320/SDC14137.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTkJcbuttfI/AAAAAAAAB8o/Uo4X2rVMda8/s1600/SDC14138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTkJcbuttfI/AAAAAAAAB8o/Uo4X2rVMda8/s320/SDC14138.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making sure all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tack &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was put away neatly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;covered the saddle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, placed wet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blanket &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;above, so it can dry.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh9Xp7qusI/AAAAAAAAB8I/gS6f2Mav4_M/s1600/SDC14140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh9Xp7qusI/AAAAAAAAB8I/gS6f2Mav4_M/s320/SDC14140.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Filled their buckets with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;apples, carrots, raisens, horse cookies, shredded wheat, and their special cup of oats&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Opps, I gave the same oats to both horses and Jesse was supposed to get the &lt;strong&gt;"senior"&lt;/strong&gt; oats.....damn... it's already mixed up....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, what now?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Do I pick each oat out by hand?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naw....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jesse didn't seem to mind,&amp;nbsp; and again, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he promised not to tell on me.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He just wondered if I was EVER gonna get that bucket to him!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ha! Ha! And lady even nickered when she saw me coming with her bucket.&amp;nbsp; Yeah! I'm finally Auntie to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;last but not least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp;nbsp; I got the&amp;nbsp;Tack Room all cleaned and locked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh9iHA8yiI/AAAAAAAAB8M/2CiXU_hcVsA/s1600/SDC14136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh9iHA8yiI/AAAAAAAAB8M/2CiXU_hcVsA/s320/SDC14136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Started to head to car, and I just couldn't go without double checking to make sure they were both tucked in, fed, and comfy in their stalls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh9nXsuygI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/S_qpgjFc18I/s1600/SDC14135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTh9nXsuygI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/S_qpgjFc18I/s320/SDC14135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So,...I'm pleased to say as I drove home, I was very proud of myself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This was such a fun and successful trip.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And, &amp;nbsp;I'v been working on being VERY LIGHT on the mouth while riding Jesse.... and Lady, and FINALLY Jesse has begun to&amp;nbsp;respond more warmly to me.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I actually rode all of this ride, with next to nothing on the reins and using leg cues.&amp;nbsp; He did great, and we really did,&amp;nbsp;part friends....:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This really helped my confidence, and I'm grateful to Desert Rose for trusting me to babysit her kids.&amp;nbsp; Maybe someday...she will trust me with her puppy?&amp;nbsp; LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwI0hFwKI/AAAAAAAAB6I/62LhP69u9lA/s1600/SDC13994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwI0hFwKI/AAAAAAAAB6I/62LhP69u9lA/s640/SDC13994.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't this a beautiful place?&amp;nbsp; Greystone, It's one of my favorite stops when in Napa Valley CA.&amp;nbsp; Only THIS time, I had a special opportunity to go in and eat there.&amp;nbsp; I am nuts about all the stone work on this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwivbO8hI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/8z7w3Pz5r1E/s1600/SDC13999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwivbO8hI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/8z7w3Pz5r1E/s640/SDC13999.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the patio where we entered the restaraunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwUVv7fzI/AAAAAAAAB6M/PLc82JdVk1E/s1600/SDC13995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwUVv7fzI/AAAAAAAAB6M/PLc82JdVk1E/s640/SDC13995.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Before our dinner reservation, we toured around the place.&amp;nbsp; This is the demo kitchen, where they teach classes on unique techniques.&amp;nbsp; Up to the right of this, the entire room in elevated seating (like in a theater.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwqcuYszI/AAAAAAAAB6U/a1P5RE4D3Dc/s1600/SDC14001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwqcuYszI/AAAAAAAAB6U/a1P5RE4D3Dc/s640/SDC14001.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just a shot of the dining area....To the right, you can see the open bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwwYgNeyI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/QAkQYZ0E3CE/s1600/SDC14004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwwYgNeyI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/QAkQYZ0E3CE/s640/SDC14004.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We started out with a "sampler" of three of their wines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTw7Y2n_AI/AAAAAAAAB6c/jr-q2HQfpSQ/s1600/SDC14005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTw7Y2n_AI/AAAAAAAAB6c/jr-q2HQfpSQ/s640/SDC14005.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Appetizer plate: All I can say is these were NOT your typical tastings of appetizer!&amp;nbsp; This is where they allow the Chefs In Training to showcase their individual talents.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't printed on the menu as to what these were exactly because they change daily, but they were scrumptious tastings.&lt;br /&gt;It had a Salmon Croquet type of thing with a dollop of FABULOUS tasting "spread" on top.&lt;br /&gt;Also, a beet, feta salad &lt;br /&gt;Brushetta with a tapanade.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;a mini cup of mushroom soup (Yummy!!)&lt;br /&gt;A mussel in a type of Tomato Bisque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTxEXDNesI/AAAAAAAAB6g/xtHcHoFf9T8/s1600/SDC14006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTxEXDNesI/AAAAAAAAB6g/xtHcHoFf9T8/s640/SDC14006.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now THIS was my favorite of the night.&amp;nbsp; It may look like a typical (while beautifully plated) salad, but THE TASTE was out of this world!&amp;nbsp; It was a baby artichoke salad, and they grilled (or fried) these artichokes to a seasoned crispy and placed them on a bed of unique greens that were tasty, tasty, tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTxJZiNpCI/AAAAAAAAB6k/WpfrGIje7yo/s1600/SDC14007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTxJZiNpCI/AAAAAAAAB6k/WpfrGIje7yo/s640/SDC14007.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our friend ordered the mussels.&amp;nbsp; While I'm not a fan of those, he is and he said the broth was to die for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTxOjWEpLI/AAAAAAAAB6o/bQPEbR4b4D8/s1600/SDC14009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTxOjWEpLI/AAAAAAAAB6o/bQPEbR4b4D8/s640/SDC14009.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My hubby had this Pear/Walnut salad.&amp;nbsp; He gave it&amp;nbsp;a ten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTxTs2YImI/AAAAAAAAB6s/_N59nAWfyCg/s1600/SDC14010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTxTs2YImI/AAAAAAAAB6s/_N59nAWfyCg/s640/SDC14010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, the evening HAD to be finished up with Creme Brulee.&amp;nbsp; I just have to say PERFECT!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We truly enjoyed the experience, mainly because its a teaching institution and browsing through the gift shop was worth the trip alone!&amp;nbsp; I love culinary stores where I can find ingredients and tools that are hard to find.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Even though this was something everyone should&amp;nbsp;do at least once....I have to say, our best meals in Nappa were, at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rutherfords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the&amp;nbsp;WONDERFUL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;BOTEGGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Micheal Chiarello's)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTT5HH7AEKI/AAAAAAAAB6w/_NjBxSQuWpo/s1600/SDC14024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTT5HH7AEKI/AAAAAAAAB6w/_NjBxSQuWpo/s640/SDC14024.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTT5hPUOc9I/AAAAAAAAB60/5L9KeO_kDTY/s1600/SDC14018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTT5hPUOc9I/AAAAAAAAB60/5L9KeO_kDTY/s640/SDC14018.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now THIS is a DO NOT MISS gift store to definately see while there.&amp;nbsp; It has a nice bar, Olive tasting bar, and some very cool items to buy or even wish for....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-768357402715448464?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/768357402715448464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/01/cia-dinner-greystone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/768357402715448464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/768357402715448464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/01/cia-dinner-greystone.html' title='CIA dinner - Greystone'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TTTwI0hFwKI/AAAAAAAAB6I/62LhP69u9lA/s72-c/SDC13994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-303751428143817072</id><published>2011-01-10T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T18:14:37.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cowboy Christmas purchases</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to get started on these, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cowboy Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fell during...... uh, huh, Christmas! (Imagine that?....) &lt;br /&gt;So, we went right into the holidays and I just havent had a chance to begin posting about my new treasures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we are finally settled in Palm Desert for the winter and I JUST got hooked up with internet...whoo hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cool thing I got....Its a&amp;nbsp;sofa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;pillow!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the colors of hair on this!&amp;nbsp; It has a chocolate brown leather back and is stitched with choc. brown leather strips.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TSulmglUDmI/AAAAAAAAB6A/UuO36J18IrI/s1600/SDC13881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TSulmglUDmI/AAAAAAAAB6A/UuO36J18IrI/s400/SDC13881.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've decided it has a nice place of honor on our bed in the Motorhome, I just couldn't leave it behind!&amp;nbsp; And, besides it coordinates nicely with the throw we have on the bed, don't ya think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Desert Rose welcomed me with open arms, and she even made room for me in her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;tack room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. How sweet is that?&amp;nbsp; I'm nicknamed the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Squatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...hee! hee!&amp;nbsp; Just one of many she has bestowed upon me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are taking our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;first ride of the season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow!&amp;nbsp; This will be our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;celebration ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to mark our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1 year anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the&amp;nbsp;ride, when&amp;nbsp;we got lost overnight in the mountains. Can you believe it's been a year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As I'm sitting here in my MH, looking at our beautiful view of the mountains....even though, I'm sitting in warm sunshine down here,....all I can see when looking at those mountains we ride in,&amp;nbsp;is &lt;strong&gt;snow, snow, snow!&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I even used the binoculers to look CLOSELY!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can bet I will be dressing warm, and thanks to my son, I now have every survival thing I should need....just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I will be posting pictures soon, of the other COOL things I found there, hope you check in to see what fun I had!&amp;nbsp; :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-303751428143817072?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/303751428143817072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-cowboy-christmas-purchases.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/303751428143817072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/303751428143817072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-cowboy-christmas-purchases.html' title='My Cowboy Christmas purchases'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TSulmglUDmI/AAAAAAAAB6A/UuO36J18IrI/s72-c/SDC13881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-957014153580121662</id><published>2011-01-01T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T09:43:56.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Napa Wine Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cvN2NAVI/AAAAAAAAB5c/_WekLYE1t_s/s1600/SDC13905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cvN2NAVI/AAAAAAAAB5c/_WekLYE1t_s/s400/SDC13905.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I LOVE this area! But, as my grandaughter says, "but, I don't want to marry it." hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'v only visited here once before, just enough to know we wanted to come back and see more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9aV-HGfBI/AAAAAAAAB4k/tbWs9bx6DUU/s1600/SDC13882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9aV-HGfBI/AAAAAAAAB4k/tbWs9bx6DUU/s400/SDC13882.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, our morning began when John, our "driver" picked us up.&amp;nbsp; Yes, we decided if we were going to hit MANY wineries, we'd better have someone else do the driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9aM8mUAwI/AAAAAAAAB4g/mvgSL1u0N3o/s1600/SDC13883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9aM8mUAwI/AAAAAAAAB4g/mvgSL1u0N3o/s400/SDC13883.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is going to be alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9bMtXnL4I/AAAAAAAAB40/Z4j29nnyeUE/s1600/SDC13896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9bMtXnL4I/AAAAAAAAB40/Z4j29nnyeUE/s400/SDC13896.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the best of all of the wineries we tasted at so, I decided to feature it.&amp;nbsp; This was Francis Ford Coppolas place (he and family still live on the property) This is the chataue they built for the winery.&amp;nbsp; If this is what his winery looks like, I can't imagine how wonderful his home is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cJFUPUPI/AAAAAAAAB5I/LY1KubCs09w/s1600/SDC13900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cJFUPUPI/AAAAAAAAB5I/LY1KubCs09w/s400/SDC13900.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this is the tasting room/gift shop.&amp;nbsp; We were lucky to be here during the holidays to see all the decorations.&amp;nbsp; This had some of the most beautiful items to buy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cRD4kqZI/AAAAAAAAB5M/MO4hNF5P0Hc/s1600/SDC13901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cRD4kqZI/AAAAAAAAB5M/MO4hNF5P0Hc/s400/SDC13901.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is....if you don't mind paying $160.00 for a glass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cCKsJPnI/AAAAAAAAB5E/x3-x0jw-kpw/s1600/SDC13898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cCKsJPnI/AAAAAAAAB5E/x3-x0jw-kpw/s400/SDC13898.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The highlight of this place was this staircase. It took the best craftsmen he could find over a year to build just this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9nKx6VVLI/AAAAAAAAB58/BhhZUocfmQw/s1600/SDC13935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9nKx6VVLI/AAAAAAAAB58/BhhZUocfmQw/s400/SDC13935.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cd010KGI/AAAAAAAAB5U/-KqXJtMQE8Y/s1600/SDC13904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cd010KGI/AAAAAAAAB5U/-KqXJtMQE8Y/s400/SDC13904.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We wandered into this tasting room/gift shop&amp;nbsp;only to find that it's a "private members club"&lt;br /&gt;Oh well....It was great for the moment! ha! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9bn1hMqlI/AAAAAAAAB44/gVnd4i9TZGQ/s1600/SDC13923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9bn1hMqlI/AAAAAAAAB44/gVnd4i9TZGQ/s400/SDC13923.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the tour, we got to see some bottles of wine (notice how dusty?) that dated back to the 60's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cXtIKeGI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/nZf_MllZXhs/s1600/SDC13903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cXtIKeGI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/nZf_MllZXhs/s400/SDC13903.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a wine named after his daughter Sofie.&amp;nbsp; She was raised right in town here, and graduated from the local high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9c2lpxh2I/AAAAAAAAB5g/des4ICn_uQ8/s1600/SDC13913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9c2lpxh2I/AAAAAAAAB5g/des4ICn_uQ8/s400/SDC13913.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the car (TUCKER) that was used in one of his movies.&lt;br /&gt;It goes from 0 to 60 in something like 3 seconds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9dHvrlzEI/AAAAAAAAB5o/FdxgDN3wwxc/s1600/SDC13918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9dHvrlzEI/AAAAAAAAB5o/FdxgDN3wwxc/s400/SDC13918.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had built the most awesome tunnels to keep their wine in. It was built right into the hillside. This kept wines at a consistant temperature year round.&amp;nbsp; A technique that is becoming very popular with most vineyards.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Notice the brand "CASK"?&amp;nbsp; This turned out to be the best wine (Or so we thought) and we purchased some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This vineyard was built or merged in the early days from a Captain Neibaum (and wife Susan) thus the reason for the diamond in the window with the ship in one corner and the facemasks depicting the movie industry that FFCoppola was involved in.&amp;nbsp; The stained glass in this place is valued at over 2 million.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9dZXXOmsI/AAAAAAAAB5w/jgmVwM5qO-Y/s1600/SDC13916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9dZXXOmsI/AAAAAAAAB5w/jgmVwM5qO-Y/s400/SDC13916.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9dRUX1TdI/AAAAAAAAB5s/GDxmEneg744/s1600/SDC13927.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9dRUX1TdI/AAAAAAAAB5s/GDxmEneg744/s400/SDC13927.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, we stumbled upon a little coffee shop inside the building, and they did tastings there too!&amp;nbsp; We happened to like the lady working it, and ended up chatting with her a while.&amp;nbsp; She let us taste THE MOST EXPENSIVE wine they had there. Called the RUBICON.&amp;nbsp; This is actually the name of their vineyard too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She also gave us a tasting or pairing with some of their chocolate sauce.&amp;nbsp; MY OH MY...they blended together beautifully.&amp;nbsp; I've always had difficulty with pairing wines, but when you get a good pairing?&amp;nbsp; Wow, it balances out each taste without any afterward bite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9diYdaKTI/AAAAAAAAB50/lkrG_nEMTng/s1600/SDC13926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9diYdaKTI/AAAAAAAAB50/lkrG_nEMTng/s400/SDC13926.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see....we thoroughly enjoyed it.....Don't worry, I didn't lick the sample cup, I wouldn't embarrass you like that.....Ok, maybe just a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9b6r2_GkI/AAAAAAAAB5A/CkahvM0Fpf0/s1600/SDC13897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9b6r2_GkI/AAAAAAAAB5A/CkahvM0Fpf0/s400/SDC13897.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we were done, and buzzed, it was nice to call "JOHN" and he picked us up at the door, and onto other vineyards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh,....what a day. Only thing wrong is...I'm here in CA. and it's COLD!&amp;nbsp; What's up with that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-957014153580121662?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/957014153580121662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/01/napa-wine-tour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/957014153580121662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/957014153580121662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2011/01/napa-wine-tour.html' title='Napa Wine Tour'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TR9cvN2NAVI/AAAAAAAAB5c/_WekLYE1t_s/s72-c/SDC13905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-3438282522108370662</id><published>2010-12-23T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T23:21:34.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger friends</title><content type='html'>Wishing all of you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRHn9BzP2I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/3zJqSIaN8kw/s1600/DSC06664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRHn9BzP2I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/3zJqSIaN8kw/s400/DSC06664.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm getting ready to head south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the Moterhome almost packed:&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, every year I swear I'm going to cut back on what I take, but every year I end up feeling like I can't go without THAT!&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW that I often shop while down there, so I shouldn't pack so many clothes...and good grief, the shoes!! &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, my husband has learned to quit complaining (well...almost) but I really do try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;am getting so excited to have&amp;nbsp;several days a week to ride with the Desert Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be a bit slow at posting until we get settled down there.&amp;nbsp; But in the meantime, I wish you all a Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-3438282522108370662?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/3438282522108370662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2010/12/blogger-friends.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3438282522108370662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/3438282522108370662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2010/12/blogger-friends.html' title='Blogger friends'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRHn9BzP2I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/3zJqSIaN8kw/s72-c/DSC06664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-435465684387973316</id><published>2010-12-18T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T22:19:27.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>35 year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQ2YlwlFWCI/AAAAAAAAB3w/BglAUX0JUQU/s1600/SDC11481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQ2YlwlFWCI/AAAAAAAAB3w/BglAUX0JUQU/s640/SDC11481.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOL, look at those flowers (Ugh! Carnations and Roses...) and really?&amp;nbsp; Look at the hubbys sideburns and red shirt! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, time has really changed us, but I can remember this like it was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got married on Dec. 20th.&amp;nbsp; I wanted a Christmas themed wedding.&amp;nbsp; I was pleased that their "was" snow on the ground, but it wasn't the beautiful winter wonderland&amp;nbsp; I'd envisoned.&amp;nbsp; Instead, it was freezing, and so there was frozen snow plied up everywhere, You know the kind that all slushy?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But,&amp;nbsp;We still &amp;nbsp;had &lt;br /&gt;Red Poinsettieas, Bouquets of Red Roses and pink Carnantions, A large Christmas tree and a fire in the fireplace at the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had only met 6 weeks prior.&amp;nbsp; That wasn't alot of time to put together a wedding for 200 people, but I tell ya what, when you count on family and friends to "throw together a wedding" for you, they REALLY stepped up and amazed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wedding wasn't anything like you see these days.&amp;nbsp; Young couples spend a FORTUNE on their weddings now.&amp;nbsp; We were much more practical and wanted to save our money towards our future.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Family and friends made all the food for the reception (But, I come from a line of great cooks!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't change any of it for all the flowers in holland.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time, and were just happy to be able to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, 35 years later, 2 grown kids and 4 grandchildren later, we feel so blessed to have gone down this road together.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mostly good times, and a few...not so good, (no one comes this far, raising a family, losing loved ones, etc. without a "few" rough spots) &amp;nbsp;but having each other to work through them together has been my saving grace.&amp;nbsp; He is my best friend and I will always be his....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQ2f-YponJI/AAAAAAAAB30/h4yS-peXGLk/s1600/Mel+and+Betsy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQ2f-YponJI/AAAAAAAAB30/h4yS-peXGLk/s320/Mel+and+Betsy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And now here we are, 35 years later, Retired, LOVE spending time with the grandchilden and kids.&amp;nbsp; We travel south during the winters and spend them in the sun.&amp;nbsp; He golfing and me riding horses.&amp;nbsp; Who could ask&amp;nbsp;for more?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-435465684387973316?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/435465684387973316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2010/12/35-year-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/435465684387973316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/435465684387973316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2010/12/35-year-anniversary.html' title='35 year Anniversary'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQ2YlwlFWCI/AAAAAAAAB3w/BglAUX0JUQU/s72-c/SDC11481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-2137669755231246465</id><published>2010-12-12T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:28:39.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All dressed up and no where to go....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQW6W7Rn4iI/AAAAAAAAB3s/zqQ_JW5yWBE/s1600/SDC13812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQW6W7Rn4iI/AAAAAAAAB3s/zqQ_JW5yWBE/s320/SDC13812.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a birthday party planned for two of our grandchildren today.&amp;nbsp; Brooklym is turning 10 and Luke is turning 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Luke and his sister Avaa spending the weekend with us and they were very excited about the party!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I had the cake done, (as weird as it may seem) but they both wanted something different, and I didn't want a truckload of cake left over, sooo, I did a two sided/themed cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQW6UBh8PjI/AAAAAAAAB3o/wFKWrOVH_Ns/s1600/SDC13810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQW6UBh8PjI/AAAAAAAAB3o/wFKWrOVH_Ns/s320/SDC13810.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One side was &lt;strong&gt;M&amp;amp;M's&lt;/strong&gt; cake for Brooklyn.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other side was &lt;strong&gt;Star Wars&lt;/strong&gt; for Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,.....As life will do to you MUCH OF THE TIME,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Both, Luke and Avaa woke up puking sick this morning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Oh yeah....&lt;/em&gt;they both went home early and poor Luke missed his own birthday party.&amp;nbsp; :-(&lt;br /&gt;Well,....We went ahead with the party and celebrated Brooklyns special day.&amp;nbsp; Later we took "Lukes half" of the cake to him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;My poor littles.......Get well soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7851332564805184966-2137669755231246465?l=shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/feeds/2137669755231246465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-dressed-up-and-no-where-to-go.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2137669755231246465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7851332564805184966/posts/default/2137669755231246465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhoridesmanyponies.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-dressed-up-and-no-where-to-go.html' title='All dressed up and no where to go....'/><author><name>Cousin B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11120942644496972011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TRRGykp6NTI/AAAAAAAAB34/8ObJL0UgFtk/S220/SDC13672.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TQW6W7Rn4iI/AAAAAAAAB3s/zqQ_JW5yWBE/s72-c/SDC13812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7851332564805184966.post-4470884273436426647</id><published>2010-12-07T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:52:01.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboy Christmas....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8fKFNwAAI/AAAAAAAAB2M/EDQmBvvW2Mg/s1600/SDC13732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8fKFNwAAI/AAAAAAAAB2M/EDQmBvvW2Mg/s400/SDC13732.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My oh My!&amp;nbsp; This was my "first rodeo" and I think I'm hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This horse was in the opening ceramonies, I never thought I'd be jealous of a horses mane but.....this precious took my breath away.&amp;nbsp; Until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8hBCuZ0MI/AAAAAAAAB2w/YNciLVk5vak/s1600/SDC13733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8hBCuZ0MI/AAAAAAAAB2w/YNciLVk5vak/s320/SDC13733.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They brought out the special person to Open the ceremonies by singing the National Anthem....Can you guess who this is?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REBA MCINTIRE!!!!&amp;nbsp; Of course she knocked it out of the ball park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8grd876iI/AAAAAAAAB2s/yKospr95dRA/s1600/SDC13731.AVI"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2216da9bccd0376e%26itag%3D5%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1291810183%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D402E3F3BB2EE7E78FD03DEB1F993C0046E2656A5.10AB78072785752BFB1846C159DA4165562FA588%26key%3Dck1" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2216da9bccd0376e%26itag%3D5%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1291810183%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D402E3F3BB2EE7E78FD03DEB1F993C0046E2656A5.10AB78072785752BFB1846C159DA4165562FA588%26key%3Dck1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8foPpjkJI/AAAAAAAAB2g/9ow3hoOePm8/s1600/SDC13751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8foPpjkJI/AAAAAAAAB2g/9ow3hoOePm8/s320/SDC13751.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I watched with awe the cowboys ride, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8ffpxMM4I/AAAAAAAAB2c/jvP4uSym6mA/s1600/SDC13756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8ffpxMM4I/AAAAAAAAB2c/jvP4uSym6mA/s320/SDC13756.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And ride.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8fPAfKPSI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/L27mC08u4XY/s1600/SDC13738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8fPAfKPSI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/L27mC08u4XY/s320/SDC13738.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And ride......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8fTvJB_nI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ismD6bLOlo8/s1600/SDC13741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8fTvJB_nI/AAAAAAAAB2U/ismD6bLOlo8/s320/SDC13741.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And don't forget Roping!!! &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8jPgalEpI/AAAAAAAAB3E/R1YzcEVa1hg/s1600/SDC13777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8jPgalEpI/AAAAAAAAB3E/R1YzcEVa1hg/s320/SDC13777.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And steer Wrestling and Roping.....I loved how these horses seemed to know what to do as much as the Cowboy.&amp;nbsp; They stopped quickly, and kept pulling slightly on the rope to keep it taught while the Cowboy did the tying.&amp;nbsp; Very fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8fvojDiRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/P30-tDCoZwU/s1600/SDC13774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8fvojDiRI/AAAAAAAAB2k/P30-tDCoZwU/s400/SDC13774.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, of course I HAD to wear my new boots. I got a lot of compliments on them while in vegas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here, you see mine on the left and Desert Roses on right.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8oEDOz3rI/AAAAAAAAB3c/AUhlkx23JYA/s1600/SDC13725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8oEDOz3rI/AAAAAAAAB3c/AUhlkx23JYA/s320/SDC13725.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And what a venue this is!&amp;nbsp; They actually had great looking Cowboys in "what I call...dancers booths" at the entrance...Who&amp;nbsp;couldn't &amp;nbsp;let that slide?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yup, Desert Rose! &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8f2sgFRGI/AAAAAAAAB2o/_QcFKAea0WQ/s1600/SDC13783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8f2sgFRGI/AAAAAAAAB2o/_QcFKAea0WQ/s320/SDC13783.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And of course a little Cowgirl Courage.....Only problem was they had SUCH long lines! I hate it when that happens....We still&amp;nbsp;had a wonderful time!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Besides, we had Bossman there, and he is such a gentleman, he stood in line for the drinks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8phjXtFyI/AAAAAAAAB3g/ASOnzxrmYyk/s1600/SDC13782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D4DjS6f4r0/TP8phjXtFyI/AAAAAAAAB3g/ASOnzxrmYyk/s320/SDC13782.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hooked on the&amp;nbsp;NFR now.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for more posts on my treasures that I found while there!&amp;nbsp; Some are being sent to me so I can't post on those right now.&amp;nbsp; I'm enjoying watching the NFR on t.v. right now.&amp;nbsp; It's going on for several more days! And I just found out that my trainer from Yuma is headed there Fri. and Sat. night!&amp;nbsp; I'm excited for her!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-
