PMS?

Maybe I have a touch of pms! I woke up in a great mood! Showered, did laundry, the kids off to school and getting along great! That's always a bonus when you have 2 teenagers in the house! Got last nights supper dishes done and thought I'd header to town to do some groceries and pay my vet bill. The sun was warm and bright and Head Lake was sparkling away to itself, happy that the ice that had held it's waves captive all winter had finally melted away. Still no blackflies to make one want to run screaming for cover, life was good! I stopped and treated myself to a new shirt, next stop, the vets. I enter the vets office and spy my good friend Deb sanitizing a recently used examination table that some poor animal had probably received its immunization needles. I jokingly tell her "It's about time you got some work done!" She takes it good naturedly as usual (I've never seen Deb say anything nasty) and came around the desk to help me pay my bill. We are chatting away immersed in our conversation so much that I didn't hear the door open behind me. I was yapping away when suddenly my great day was shattered by someone's dog sticking its nose up my butt! I couldn't believe it!! At first I was just totally embarrassed and laughingly said, "wasn't expecting to get goosed quiet so early in the day" but then I just saw red! It made me angry that those people had no control over their dog. They let it drag them close enough to me that it could goose me fair and square! I would never let my dog do that to anyone while I had a hold of her! I expect the same from every other dog owner also. That's not too much to ask is it? Anyway, off I go to the grocery store which charges way too much by the way, and am standing in line emptying my cart when from out of nowhere someone rams into my cart with theirs! Thank god I looked before I turned vicious because it turned out it was another friend of mine, Sharon Barry. We yapped away while my groceries got bagged then I headed out to my car. As I'm driving out of the parking lot, I notice a gorgeous sports car which aggravated me anew! Why would this aggravate me you ask? Because it was such a gorgeous sports car, the owner parked it right in the handicapped parking space. Believe me , I had a good look for the permit, but none was found. I had a good notion to report this car and have it towed away! If I had of had such nerve to park there, I know my car would have been towed away! Well I chose to carry on home and get at my load of wood that needs splitting started. I laugh to myself how that dog owner got off lucky! I can't be held responsible for my actions when I have pms , as anyone that knows me knows!

Oh, The Little Black Fly

Living in Canada you just get settled into one season, then suddenly your heading into another. I love all our seasons, fall being my favorite with the warm sunny days, brilliant, clear blue sky's and being lucky enough to live in the Haliburton Highlands we get to enjoy the most breathtaking colours when our beloved maple trees leaves change colour. You just get thinking to yourself how you could take this forever when you wake up the next day to dull sky's, bare grey trees, and days of rain. Wow, that didn't last long! We head into winter begrudging the cold winds and grey sky's but as Christmas nears we long for the white stuff. And the white stuff we get! I love the snow! It brightens the frozen earth below our feet and opens a whole new playground for us northeners to enjoy. Out come the ski's, the snowmobile's are now sitting close by waiting for more of the white stuff so we can hit the trails, I even dig out the snowshoes to make trudging through the bush much easier. There's nothing like a walk through the bush at -15 with brilliant blue ski's above you and snow glistening like diamonds all around you! The silence is deafening. Have you ever paused to listen to the silence and ponder just how loud the silence actually is? I love it! Then the sun becomes stronger as the days roll by. The creeks start to move faster, the ice melting away at the creeks edges. The horses start to shed their coats and I warn them theres more cold days to come. The yard starts to bare under the warm rays and suddenly we're half way up our wellies in mud. Every step we take the mud sucks at our wellies with the hopes of capturing one in its deathly grip, so a person is left hopping to and fro desperatly trying to pry their snagged wellie from the muds jaws. This usually doesn't end well. I usually find my flailing socked foot landing squarly in the mud never to be white again.

This year the mud was short lived and we've enjoyed the most beautiful March and beginning of April I can remember in my 42 years. I'm loving sitting on my new covered deck watching the horses mosey about in their field, nipping off sprigs of new found grass. I idly sip my hot coffee while my devoted Kinley lays at my feet soaking up the sunshine. I notice the buds are growing quite prominently on the trees and I know this little bit of heaven is going to be short lived. Time is moving on to when this girl goes into hibernation mode, just as the bears are coming out of their's. You see, I actually don't like this time of year. The time the leaves come out and the days get warm, I long for winter again! No, I'm not crazy, I just know under all those dead leaves on the ground, as soon as those buds start to open up on the trees , a little black alien is waiting to pounce. And pounce they do! Swarms of them! Bitting and swarming blood sucking blackflies! Waiting to wreck havoc on any warm blooded creature walking the terrain of Haliburton County. All I can do now is hope for hot sunny weather to come burn these little buggers off so life can resume again and our blood loss replenishes itself! Until then, good luck fellow Highlanders, I'll be sure to be doing the Haliburton wave (that we all do this time of year) right back to you!

Lessons learned the Hard Way!

The coast was clear. But he checked the kitchen and living room one more time. Nope, no one was home. He stealthily tiptoed over to the china cabnet and reached behind the clock, his fingers fumbling until their tips hit the cardboard, then they seemed to rear back and suddenly lurch ahead like a predator attacking its prey. They entwined themselves around the cardboard box and gently removed it from behind the ticking clock keeping it as quiet as possible in case someone caught him in mid motion. Then, prize in hand he ran to his bedroom.

Mom was busying herself doing housework. She hated a dirty house and muttered under her breath about how the kitchen table had now become a catch-all! It caught everything under the sun a kid could think of to throw on it. School books, empty lunch bags, dirty empty milk glasses and a baseball glove. She'd get to that later as she knew it wouldn't move until she did it. First she'd get her dusting done. The china cabinet had at least an inch of dust on it she was sure! She started to grin to herself quite proud of herself for buying a box of chocolate covered almonds and hiding them behind the clock so she'd still have them for Christmas. She pushed the clock over a bit so she could dust behind it and also check to make sure the almond stash was still there. It was! She reached out to move them so she could spray the pledge where they sat. It took her a second before it sunk in that the box full of almonds was deafeningly quiet. Mom blinked and then shook the box vigorously, then she noticed the box had been opened! Empty! She didn't get mad often, but when she did, she resembled a volcanoe, quietly rumbling and burning inside until it bubbled to a head and overflowed like a shook coke bottle! How could they?! "YOU KIDS GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW"!!! she bellowed! In the kids scrambled. They knew no good would come of this! Mom meant business! "Who ate the almonds?" She asked this quietly and calmly. The way she spoke made the kids quiver. They sensed it was worse than they thought! "Ok then, I'm going to spank each and every one of you unless the guilty culprit owns up" She waved the wooden spoon menacingly! The youngest girl was terrified of getting a spanking. She knew the only hope she had was to own up to a crime she didn't commit! But it was the only way out of a spanking! "It was me! I ate the almonds mom!" There, it was out! The lie had popped out like lightning and then it turned around like a boomerang and struck her down. Mom advanced on her and put her over her knees before she could run for cover. As the wooden spoon came down repeatedly on her bottom she could only cry out "you said if we told the truth we wouldn't get spanked! I didn't eat them!" she wailed!

Brother watched wide eyed then turned and slithered down the hall to his room. That was a close call! He almost felt bad that his sister was taking his punishment for him, but then he smirked to himself as he popped a chocolate covered almond into his mouth which he had hidden under his pillow. After all, he thought to himself , that will teach her to tell a lie!

My first attempt!

Welcome to Horsepatch. I really wanted Dogpatch, as that is where I reside, but had to settle for Horsepatch as some fellow blogger already named their blog that. Hmm, the nerve of them. But on the other hand Horsepatch suits me much more as my life revolves around the 4 legged equines. Dogpatch is all about having a backyard full of howling yipping hounds that are tethered to their doghouses and only run free 2 weeks of the year during hunting season, but they make their voices heard all over the county of Haliburton. I do have a dog though, so I guess I fit right in. Her name is Kinley and I do suspect she has a bit of hound in her though she resembles a large golden lab. She is my faithful companion and wonder what I'll do without her when she isn't stuck to my heels where ever I go. I'm happily married to a great guy by the name of Don and two great kids, Randy and Hailey. Or profit suckers as Don fondly calls them! Any parent can relate, I'm sure. We've aquired a few equine friends over the years here in dogpatch, a nice pinto gelding whom we call Hunter. We call him our second dog as he is just like one. We also have a welsh pony named Wazzat whom would rather spit in your eye than be patted by anyone. Two wasn't enough you know. We fell and hit our heads and bought a 3 yr old quarter horse mare, whom is now sucking our bankaccounts dry cuz she's at a trainers for 3 months. It was a hard hit to the head I'm sure of that!! We also have two extra toed cats, Willy and Lilly whom are just the best felines going. Well now that you know a little about me I'll try and make my next post much more interesting. I just had to show my sister Cathy (whom got me into this thing) that I could do it! Thanks sis! Good night all!