It's been 7 years since I have ridden, I decided to get back in the saddle. Let's just say that Taz was none too pleased with this whim. He is quite content being a pasture horse, living the life of leisure. Feed me, graze all day, Feed me, graze all night, sleep....REPEAT!!!!
Sunday, May 10, 2015
Saturday, May 9, 2015
Whacky doodles
A quick dinner at a local catfish place turned into ice cream at Jandy's with these whack a doodles.
Friday, May 8, 2015
GIRLS RULE
One weekend Wayne had a tennis tournament, so we had us a girls staycation. I picked the girls up from school, they were car riders, totally exciting, they are never official car riders. Then I whisked them away for a SURPRISE.... I LOVER SURPRISES!!!!!! I took them to the movies to see Cinderella, which was BEAUTIFUL...while there they decided to pose in front of the display for the next movie they wanted to see.
Saturday morning, we got up early and headed over to Ms. Ally to get new dos. The girlies love Ms. Ally.
Seeing Ms. Ally means straight hair do's. Such big girls.
After we got new do's we had a surprise lunch at Panera with out friends Amanda. Rachel and Reagan.
Then Sunday, Daddy came home and he was able to put together this little ladies booster seat, which she was thrilled about...this was a a right of passage meaning she was a big girl....in her eyes at least.
Nighty, night Shasta Bear...she comes in every night for snuggles. She won't let very many people touch her, she is so skittish, but she really loves the girlies, once they learned just to sit down and let her come to them...she will seek them out. Then once they sit down or crouch down to her level, she will approach.
Thursday, May 7, 2015
High Fashion
I may or may not have gone to town dressed like this. I don't think it was laziness, it was efficency.
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Els new bed
I like my sleep...I like my sleep a lot. In that way Els and I are alike. Getting her up on school mornings is like negotiating with a terrorist. I pull the covers of, she pulls them back up and becomes a Rollie pollie. She is pitiful. On this particular morning I thought, I had gotten her up and going. Up...yes....going...no. She didn't make it very far out of bed before she was down again.
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