Memory Lane

I found this old photo of me and one of my old show horses. Yes, he may look pretty but the whole "don't judge a book by it's cover" applies here. We spent most days flipping over backwards or running over judges. He is now living in Montana on a large farm...and he can stay there. This will be my last post until after Christmas so a big MERRY CHRISTMAS to everyone. Have a good time with family and make great memories!!!

Famous Last Words: "Diamons ... Gold ... Saphires!!! Terry ! Terry, we're rich, we're rich, we're fabulously wealthy!!! Terry...Terry...??

Niner

My good ear drum has now died after last nights 7th grade band practice. I've never heard anything like it in my life. I'm so glad Noah wasn't there. He would probably be on Dr. Phil today if he was. Decorating the church was fun. The manger scene is less one shephard after I accidentally knocked his head off with the cow. Never fear, super glue fixes everything. Other than the big crack running around his shoulders he looks completely healed. I have the blacksmith coming to the house today (if it isn't rainy, dry, windy, sunny, hot, cold, luke warm). I'm sure my horses will act badly. Lilly likes to lie down on him and Noel likes to kick. Always makes for a good time. Christmas cards have officially been sent. If you didn't get one call the Post Office. It's probably their fault. I sent 900 out.

Quote of the Day: "Society teaches us that having feelings and crying is bad and wrong. Well, that's baloney, because grief isn't wrong. There's such a thing as good grief. Just ask Charlie Brown. " -Michael Scott

Please be my friend...

Well, I'm guessing Hannah broke into my blog and posted this photo. So, I'm just going to go with it (it was time for an updated anyway). It's about to get really busy around here. Christmas always happens to fall on the same time of year as all of our family reunions, Christmas parties, and Christmas concerts. I just don't understand it. Anyways, I don't have a plethera of things to post about, but when I do I'll let you know.

Rach.

Famous Last Words: "How's he gonna read that newspaper all rolled up like that?" -Fly

Cheers!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PATTIE! Congratulations on your ribbon at the horse show. Congratulations to me for driving the horse trailer home all by myself (in heavy traffic). Cole is very thankful his momma didn't put him in a ditch. In preparation for Christmas I got suckered into going to Meadow to see the Christmas lights. We paid our dollar and got on the train with 50 million little kids...and had a great time. I'll be posting pictures later (or just go to Martha's blog). I stayed at Martha's over the weekend. I woke up to Noah singing in his crib and launching toys across the room.

To whom it may concern: Dump came home. He left again. At least he wasn't eaten by the fox...yet.