Wednesday, October 12, 2011

thoughts, there are many......

I see the full moon is out tonight shining on me through the window right now..pretty! And those thunderstorms this morning were so comforting,relaxing and nice...i love watching them & listening to them..the lightening streaked across the sky it was blue/purple..i slept really good w/the rain hitting the window afterward...til my alarm clock went off!...at 4:30am..ahem..lol..

I'm kinda weepy today...i've been crying...we lost my great-aunt yesterday...huge painful loss to our family..she died of medical complications, and i still can't get a handle on this..it was so sudden...she was always so beautiful,happy,sweet,kind,caring,and a great lady..she had class...and i really looked up to her...i cried all night last night and today i'm still crying...seems every year we lose a great aunt or great uncle but they are all getting older...that's life, and that part sucks..all my favorite old people are passing on...i just have to take what i have learned from them and go on...not dwell on the loss and be happy they are watching down on all of us..she's in heaven now and in no pain i know...

Busy Girl!!! =Me

Aside from my "big case of the sads" it's adding to my--getting really tired and sorta stressed out....work is very busy and this week i have a lot of driving and places i gotta be at certain times..and lots of loading cows,feeding,driving,corralling them...they're going to good homes...

i think mainly it's so stressful because we always are very careful that they are safe,comfortable and not in any danger..they're well taken care of...

and.....

so you constantly have to watch out for them, and not get yourself killed in the process by a wild, mean bull, or something falling on you,landing on you,hitting you,running over you....you have to watch out constantly and be ready to get outta the way or run for safety and drive safely w/those trailers hooked on the truck..sometimes they jump outta trailers/pens and could land right on you..they weigh a thousand pounds or more..huge mean bucking bulls...like today..a mean bull jumped the corral pen and ran after us..yeah..mean bull..mean by nature..he was just crazy....we jumped in the truck and waited til he calmed down and walked away....

that's the life of a cowgirl!...but i love it, it's challenging, the dangerous stuff...

Grandpa sells a few horses to individuals who want to train,rope,ride....he also takes rescue horses in and lets them live on his places & they become his own...he can take a poor starving,neglected horse and make it well again..he said it makes him happy to watch them become healthy again, and safe w/a good home..which is something i am learning how to do....it makes me sad that some a-holes want to have horses killed or slaughtered..i love horses i wanna help them...they should all be safe & free...it makes me smile to see them running free and happy in the pastures....

anyhow-tomorrow-is a sale day, and i have to have trailers loaded and ready by 5am...then stay til 11pm.
friday--early morning repeat,ride pens,stay til 10pm.
saturday-choir practice for community choir at 9am..yes,they wanted me to join again, so i called and told them ok i would....
i have to go buy clothes somewhere saturday, to wear to the funeral on monday
wash my sale barn stinking hair..LOL!,
paint my nails.
all that--after we get done working saturday..hopefully Uncle Pete will pick up the slack on saturday?..but he's got that Team Roping thing going on at his arena, so i don't know yet!....maybe the mall will be open sunday if i can't get outta work early? questions...questions... 

MY thought for the day, after listening to a friend tell me about their situation, i thought about that and--
----I don't really think there is anything more heartbreaking&beautiful at the same time--than not being able to be w/someone you adore & love from afar...to not even be apart of their life...but yet, keep on adoring/loving them anyway...that's sweet & very cute..i would be flattered...

Nite~Nite Kisses!

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