>Here there be dragons…

>Some time ago I showed you a few of my felted critters. One of my favorites I couldn’t show you because it belongs to D2 and she keeps it at school with her. But she brought it home with her so that I can share.


He is not a particularly threatening dragon.

>Oh Dear…


Something is up with my Gus. Normally he has a beautiful shiny coat, people are always commenting on how beautiful and soft his coat is. But right now it is dull, he is itchy, he has little scabby sores all up his spine, looks a little dandruffy with flaky dry skin, and I think he has lost a little weight. Monday was his yearly checkup, I showed the vet the little sores and she gave him an antibiotic. She thinks maybe he picked up a staph infection following a bite he received from the lovely Miss Fiona during a recent wrestling match. I’m not sure if that is it or not, but I’m figuring the cold dry air is not helping so today I’m going to find him a nice moisturizing shampoo and a big ol’ tub of yogurt. Hopefully between all these things we can get him back to his normal, handsome self soon.

>Some people are so darned clever…

>I’ve said many times that I admire people who are good with words, jealous of them I am! The people who came up with these fall into that category. From the Washington Post’s Neologism Contest 2009 in which people come up with alternate meanings for common words:

1. Coffee (n.), the person upon whom one coughs.

2. Flabbergasted (adj.), appalled over how much weight you have gained.

3. Abdicate (v.), to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.

4. Esplanade (v.), to attempt an explanation while drunk.

5. Willy-nilly (adj.), impotent.

6. Negligent (adj.), describes a condition in which you
absentmindedly answer the door in your nightgown.

7. Lymph (v.), to walk with a lisp.

8. Gargoyle (n), olive-flavored mouthwash.

9. Flatulence (n.) emergency vehicle that picks you up after you
are run over by a steamroller.

10. Balderdash (n.), a rapidly receding hairline.

11. Testicle (n.), a humorous question on an exam.

12. Rectitude (n.), the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists. .

13. Pokemon (n), a Rastafarian proctologist.

14. Oyster (n.), a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.

15. Frisbeetarianism (n.), (back by popular demand): The belief
that, when you die, your soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.

16. Circumvent (n.), an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.

>With all due respect…


They are all the people’s seats, and it is more than high time people took responsibility for how they fill them.

>Feeling a little staby today, oh yes I am

>So giggle a little for me.

>Dang it

>Took miss Rosalie to the vet today for her post surgery recheck. Left foot (operated on foot) seemed to be 100% sound. Hooray for that – still slow rehab to work through but sound on that foot is great. But… she was a little off on the right. Ergg. My stomach sank big time.

There are several reasonable explanations for her being off a bit on that side. The most likely being that because she is in her stall 24/7 right now (and will continue to be until the ground thaws out a bit – and that doesn’t look to be any time soon)she is lying down in her stall at night and however she is doing that is putting pressure – probably from the shoe on her left foot – on her right fetlock (horse ankle) and she has developed a sore there. Right after Christmas she started swelling on that right front due to the sore so we put her on an antibiotic and started wrapping a padding around that leg at night. It is much better than it was, but is still there and she is still stuck in the stall so padding or not I know she’s putting pressure on it. Makes sense that would make her sore right?

I hope that is it, but I will admit to a serious sinking feeling. I was hoping for 100% – poor vet was too. First thing we need is enough time over 32 degrees for the ground to thaw so that I can begin walking her daily and so that she can begin to be turned out again. Supposed to snow again tomorrow…

OK, horse Mom vent over. One day I really really hope to be able to post a video here of my daughter riding Rose.

>Surely, goodness and mercy…


So “once the incident occurred, moving forward” we were able to close the barn door – after the damn horse was out.

Can we please remove this incompetent raving moron from office? Can the eegits in the administration please show a little shame and embarrassment? Can they please wake up to what happens when they put idiots in positions that might involve answering for their actions in front of cameras and microphones? Never mind that God may not provide them a miracle – preventing anything more than a terrorist roasting his own chestnuts – next time. And I do fully believe that is was only through God’s mercy and his Christmas gift of said miracle that the TERRORIST was the only casualty that day.

God grant us mercy and protection until that day – please? oh pleasey pleasey pleasey…

Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold – where is that #%@^*&$# Al Gore? I’ve got a bone to pick with that over blown dumb ass…

>Tough tooties

>That’s just too freakin bad! Deal with it, and it’s about freakin time. Though I doubt any of the measures are nearly what they should be.

>Thabada, thabada, thabada, that’s all folks


It is all neatly put away, labeled, ready for next year — took four days, doing lots of other stuff too.

Stuff like taking care of 20 horses, 6 cats, 2 dogs, a barn pig, 7 ducks and a bunch of chickens in bone cracking cold (it was 12 degrees with a wind chill in the negatives this morning). Been that way a couple days already and at least three more days of it to go. The woman who runs the barn where my horse and pony live is on her annual 10 day, post Christmas, much needed vacation. I cover for her while she is away – with lots of help from my kidlets. She’ll be home Tues, you have no idea how much I’m looking forward to her return! It is freaking COLD out there. Lots of busting ice out of water buckets and water troughs twice daily, then refilling with the hope that the critters will get enough to hold them before it freezes back up…

May as well live with the polar bears and walruses in Alaska! wink, wink…

>Does this bother anyone else?

>From My Way News

Larry Margasak writing for AP tells us that the TSA has demanded two travel bloggers tell where they got their information on new travel restrictions. You know, the whole extra pat downs, NO GETTING OUT OF YOUR SEAT – HANDS IN YOUR LAP for the last hour of a trip thing! Apparently the TSA didn’t want us to know about those things.

I DO have a problem with that – several actually. You see, I HATE flying. Over the years I have developed my own mechanisms for handling my fear. One of those is doing sudoku puzzles one after the other during take offs and landings. Helps me ignore odd, and to me frightening, noises that the airplane makes. Take away my sudoku and I want to know about it before hand. I am sure others have their crutches as well – books, personal DVD players and the like. On what planet is it cool not to let us know ahead of time that these will be the rules? Did the TSA actually expect flight attendants to make this announcement IN FLIGHT then deal with the uprising on their own? If this was the TSA’s plan then they are more incompetent than I thought. We were told in advance of the new liquid restrictions, we were told in advance to be ready to remove our shoes – oh wait, that was when Bush was president. Now that Bambam is the pres they want to be all secrative about this stuff?

Of course now the TSA is withdrawing their subpoenas, after they took some blogger “reporter type”‘s computer. Now, I’m thinking, after the very first flight landed with the new rules did the TSA not think the cat would be out of the bag? Or were they planning to inform us as we sat like five year olds in Sunday School with our hands quietly in our laps that we were under a gag order not to tell? Were they going to ask us to pinky swear to keep the secret?

ergg– Big Brother is on a major head trip.

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