YAR!!!

Oh man. Ya ever have one of those days that everything just goes RIGHT? Yayness!

I know this sounds goofy, but I have had butterflies in my tummy all day long! Tomorrow marks 30, count 'em, THIRTY days until I leave for Disneyland. You would think at my age, I wouldn't be so excited. BUT I AM!

I. Am. EXCITED. YAR!!!

What's in a name???

Well. He is home.

But he is NOT a Rooster Cogburn. So I have aptly named him, Punky Rooster.

Here is a photo of Punky with his old owner. I will post others as soon as I can.

He is  VERY friendly!

The newest addition to my little family.........

His name is Rooster Cogburn.

He was supposed to be here today, but the lady I am getting him from had an emergency and could not make it. So sorry. But I will get him tomorrow.

He is too cute. A mille fleur Bantam rooster and although I don't have a photograph of him, he looks kinda, sorta like this...........

 

 

Rooster Cogburn has more black on him then this and his tail feathers are a little more gracefully shaped and longer. He is indeed a handsome fella!

 

I know a lot of people think I am crazy, (big surprise), but I don't want a big rooster. I really like the smaller bantam roosters because they inflict less damage, if they inflict any at all. My left leg still boasts scars from that big nasty Rhode Island Red rooster we had when I was a teen-ager.

 

I remember complaining about that stinkin' rooster to my Daddy. So my Dad gave me one of those little folding Army shovels to take into the chicken pen when I went to collect eggs. "Just whallop him once or twice", Dad said.

 

I have to thank Daddy for that. I had a killer backhand in tennis that year. All these years later, I still don't feel sorry for that stinkin' rooster. Holy guacamole, he never, EVER gave up. Just kept coming at me until I walked out of that pen.

 

I came home one afternoon and the rooster was nowhere to be found. So I asked my Dad...."What happened to the rooster?" His answer? "He attacked me, so I killed the SOB."

 

What. The. HAY?????

 

Which is why I like LITTLE roosters. I am looking forward to adding him to my little family. I am getting ready to build a new chicken house and run, so this is going to be fun. I purchased plans for the cutest little playhouse and will make it into the chicken house of my dreams. This is a pic, but mine will be painted differently.............

 

I am thinking purple and gingerbread red for the colors. I am building the actual house on a cement slab, but the yard run will be on the dirt. So I have to plan against those critters from digging into the yard I will be doing this...........

 

 

I want to plant some vines and other plants so that the run will look something like this.................

 

 

I do believe I have my work cut out for me. I get to pick up Rooster Cogburn tomorrow afternoon. I will not have all this done before that time. But it's a plan!

 

Ya think???

 

 

 

 

 





 

I need a vacation.......

Rough day. No really. ROUGH day.

Any day is rough when you haven't slept but a few minutes of the night before.......

Started out with getting half way to work and getting a flat tire.

Then I missed seeing a patient because I didn't look at the schedule and she went to dialysis.

Then when I got back to the truck to change the flat tire I had a difficult time loosening the lug nuts.

And THEN Rizzo the cat brought in a mouse and let it go in the house.

35 days until I leave for Disneyland.  35 days. I already cannot sleep because of the butterflies in my tummy. What kind of bags will be under my eyes after 35 days?

I. CANNOT. WAIT!!!

When Pigs Fly

Okeyday. This is a rant. Just so you are forewarned, THIS. IS. A. RANT.

I am usually a pretty even keeled person. Takes a lot to get me mad. Communication is key to any successful relationship. Even if that relationship is a non-relationship.

Today I freakin' BLEW IT. As far as the "it takes a lot to get me mad" thingy. Holy Guacamole. I just about blew my cork.

I have to haul water to my horses. Every day. So I carry a 275 gallon tank in the back of my truck. Which is why I have a Kick-A$$-Haul 9 horses at one time-Big-Girl-Truck. I call him Prince Charming. And I love my truck. No. Really. I LOVE MY TRUCK.

 

The place where I get my water from has these little arrows for making sure all the good little trucks go the same and correct direction. So there isn't any confusion and more importantly, crashes. So I am pulling up to the water pump and some IDIOT MAN pulls in the wrong way and blocks me off.

 

I almost spit nails. Not only did he cut me off, he came within inches of putting a dent in my Prince Charming! Being the lady that I am, (mostly for fear I'd get shot by some redneck, packing idiot), I didn't flip him off, (thought about it but didn't DO it). I didn't jump out of my Big Girl Truck and stomp the living daylights out of him, (thought about it but didn't DO it). I didn't even YELL AT HIM. (Thought about it but I didn't DO it). I just sat and waited my turn, (that he so wrongly stole).

 

But my initial THOUGHT reaction........my anger........really surprised me. I thought I was beyond all that.

 

I am one who does not jump from relationship to relationship. My serious relationships, have gaps between them. Sometimes those gaps are long years apart and some are only a few years apart, but none have ever been less than a year. I just don't think that you should drag the garbage from one relationship right into the next. I thought I was ready. It's been 4 years and I thought I was ready.

 

But today with that one, little, thoughtless, inconsiderate, dangerous and selfish action, that IDIOT MAN brought it all back. I thought I had healed. Apparently not. In that one move, this man, whom I don't even know, made me feel what that last relationship did all over again.

 

The disrespect. The unfairness. The unworthiness. The helplessness. The hopelessness. THE ANGER.

 

I rarely think about him anymore. Oh on occasion I do, but the daily thoughts of trying to figure out the whys and why nots or the 'how come I wasn't enough for him' thoughts, those have dissipated with the past years. At least I thought they had.

 

I never thought that there would ever be a man who could make me stop believing in the power and magic of love. But here I am. Love again?

 

When Pigs Fly.

 

 

Father, please. Please help me to forgive. Truly forgive.

 

 

 

Netflix vs Pureflix

So I signed up for a free month of both.

Not so sure about this. It has been sometime since I have had television. Or Netflix. I've never had Pureflix but I figured that one would be more my taste.

So far I have watched Allisons Choice, God's Compass and Beauty and the Beast. The new Disney one and I have to say I actually liked it. I cried and snotted on everything. Until I got up and got a box of Kleenex. Why are they never where you need them???

 

I loved the cast in Beauty and the Beast! Kevin Kline is one of my all time favorites and I absolutely adore Emma Thompson. Stanley Tucci, AND Ewan McGregor?!? Cannot get much better than that. Not to mention the wonderful costuming.

 



I am not sure about keeping either of these at the end of the free month. Netflix has got so much garbage on there I don't like to sift through just to find something I want to watch.

 

However Pureflix has some really.....uuuummmm.....not good acting on there along with most of the scripts being like a B rate movie. Truth is, I don't need either of them, if today was any indicator of what is to come. Me. Sitting in my favorite chair. Watching. Doing nothing but watching. Good thing there is no food in the house because I would have been eating while doing that nothing but watching.

God is good.

I have 30 days to make up my mind.

Writing on the wall.....(Daniel 5)

Life can be difficult to understand. We all go through hardship and it is that hardship that, to coin a phrase, makes us or breaks us.

This evening, as I was traveling home from work, I had the radio set to one of my favorite pastors, Phillip De Courcy, of "Know the Truth" ministries. One little phrase that he used in this particular sermon, really perked my ears up. It was simply this,

"When bad things happen in life, are you a victim or are you a student?"

WOW.

I have to say this up front, just so you know where I am coming from. I use, as my plumb line,  the Bible. I don't understand all of it, to be sure, but when I come up against a problem, my sincere hope and effort go into understanding how and trying to react with the heart of Jesus.

Unfortunately I fail SO many times. I wish I could say differently, but that is the truth.

This truth often makes me sad, and so it was today. With Pastor Phillips words ringing in my ears, I came home, fed and watered horses, fed and watered dogs, fed and watered cats, fed and watered birds and pondered what I had heard all the while.

What kind of person am I? Do I learn from the difficult times? Do I take responsibility for my actions...I mean REALLY take responsibility? Or do I listen to psychology and blame others for the bad things I do and feel? These thoughts are enough to drive one to sit and devour an entire bag of chocolate chips and wash them down with a full 2 litre bottle of Dr Pepper!

So after I finished my outside chores, I came in and sat down on the chair next to my bed to take off my barn boots and chanced to look up at the wall above my bed. And THIS is what I saw.......

 

These are a few of my favorite things. I keep these things close to me because for whatever reason, they comfort me and I like having them near me where I can look at them as I fall asleep. While I was looking and thinking of the sermon and the problems life has thrown at me, it suddenly hit me. It suddenly became clear and I understood the true meaning of what these possessions represent in my heart and in my life. It was like God spoke to my heart about who I am and where He wants to lead me! Let me explain.......

 

Remember..... Everyone needs a little sparkle in their lives. A woman who casts a sparkle is rarely forgotten. So sparkle! Let that light SO shine for Me!

 

You are a daughter of the Almighty King. That makes you a true Princess. In light of this fact, you can be assured that you are precious and you are loved. Because I love you, you can move forward confidently and know I will never leave you or forsake you.

 

My daughter, never, EVER let go of the wonder and innocence of a child like faith. For such is the kingdom of God!

 

Never judge someone because of what they look like on the outside. People see the outside, but  I am God and I see the heart. There is something to love about everyone, so look to share My love with whomever I place in your life.

 

Reach for that star! Reach for that star and never give up! My Word will never go forth and come back void!

 

Believe in your dreams! I put those dreams in your heart for a purpose and I will see that purpose fulfilled. And remember. ALWAYS remember, only an open heart can catch that dream!

 

There are times I shall set before you a task that seems impossible. Others will encourage you to give up. Don't let others influence you to let go and not finish that task I set in your heart. If you stay with it and complete the job I have for you, you will have blessings you cannot even imagine!

 

 

I am blown away. My Father in Heaven loves me with an everlasting love. He sees each detail in my life. Nothing comes to me without first being sifted through fingers of love. Like the metal worker of old, melting down ore to get the gold within. He heats that gold to unbearable temperatures and as it cools the dross or impurities float to the top, where He can skim it and dispose of it. Then He heats it again, and again to do the same thing and take those impurities out. He knows that the gold is pure when He can look into that gold and see His own reflection.

 

Beloved. When life brings you to a problem, are you a VICTIM? Or are you a STUDENT?

 

I am praying for you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Quite an Entrance- part B- Phillip De Courcy