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Horsing Around

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This is Mouse, one of our quarter horses.
I didn’t realize what a ham she is for the camera!!!

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So I had the brilliant idea that I would repaint some old outdoor furniture that had been rusting away for years.  The furniture was one of the many things we inherited when we bought the ranch years ago – so I’m not even sure exactly how old it is!  Well Savannah, my oldest, thought it was a brilliant idea too and said she would love to help me.

First step was sanding the furniture down.  I used one of our electric drills and bought the steel brush attachments to go with.  This I discovered was the easy part.  I had the three pieces done in no time!  Yeah for me!  Well the celebration I was soon to discover was a little premature.

Savannah and I chose  two lovely colors from our local mall, Wal-Mart.  The colors we choose were a Cranberry and a Caramel Latte – sounds yummy huh?  (I will keep the name of the company out of this post for reasons soon to follow)  So Savannah and I embarked on the task of spray painting the chairs.  As soon as we started spraying I knew something wasn’t right.  The paint was overly runny, coming out speckled (yes I shook and shook the silly  can) and the nozzle kept getting clogged.  To make a long story shorter I ended up with paint all over me!  Savannah “accidentally” sprayed my leg and my beloved Crocs!!  My can of paint got clogged – so I shook it and tried spraying and when it didn’t work I wiped the nozzle clean and silly me turned the nozzle toward me and of course then the paint decides to come out!  So I then had cranberry all over my chest and neck!  By the time I was finished and walked in the house I looked like an order of a Tall Caramel Latte with a splash of Cranberry.  That doesn’t necessarily sound good and let me tell ya it didn’t look good either!!

So I thought I would share some lessons learned the hard way on spray painting:

1.  Check which the direction the wind is blowing before you paint.  (I know to most this would be common sense – sigh)

2.  If you have someone helping you with your little project – make sure they are at least 10 ft away!!

3.  Wear gloves or make sure you pick colors that will color coordinate with your wardrobe because believe me you will be wearing it a while!

4.  Do not wear anything of value or that you want to keep.

5.  Have patience and keep your eye on the end result – that will help you get past all the frustration.

Lastly, just a little tidbit of knowledge I acquired during this project.  Magic Erasers work on human skin!!  Who would have known!!

PS ~ I posted a picture of the finished project.  No I didn’t want to post any pictures of the process.  This was humiliating enough without the pictures!

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Stages and Changes

This past Thursday my oldest, Savannah turned 20.  Twenty!!  In case you couldn’t guess I’m having a hard time comprehending I have a twenty year old.  Then to add fuel to my little fire, a dear friend gave me a book yesterday titled, “Hot Flashes from Heaven” (Help When Midlife and Menopause Meet)!!  I laughed when I read the title  and cast my eyes heavenward and said to God inwardly, “I know you’re enjoying this up there and thank you that I still have some sense of humor left!”  Because I’m thinking humor is going to be my “saving grace” through every stage of my life that is coming down the train track at me with lightning speed.

With each new stage in life comes change.  Change is inevitable – it is simply a part of life.  Yet don’t most of us fight against that change tooth and nail?    We frown at the first sign of wrinkles, age spots, grey hair and on and on it goes.  Whether it be physical changes in our body or change in life situations: change is change and it is going to happen no matter what we try to do to stop it.  So, instead of kicking against the pricks I guess the best thing we can do is embrace life to its fullest with all of its many changes.  So here I am embracing the hot flashes (though I’m thinking they aren’t from heaven), the insomnia, the wrinkles, mood swings (dear Lord help my family)…..the kids getting older, the prospect of having an empty home one day….  Yes here I am Lord, I embrace every change in my life and the challenges it will bring!   Thank you for your grace to bring me through victoriously!  Besides what is age but a number?  I still feel 20 inside though I am quite aware I don’t look twenty!  I just ask Lord that they don’t quit making Loreal Root Touch Up in medium ash brown.  That change I’m not quite ready to embrace.

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A Life of Surprise

Well I’m sitting here in my comfy chair listening to the Bee Gees, yes I just said the Bee Gees – I am a true die hard fan!  I’m taking a glance over of my life and thinking, “Wow!  What a surprise!”.   I would have never thought in a million years that firstly  I would be living in Georgia (being a homegrown Indy girl), secondly that I would be living in the sticks (being the burbs girl I once was) and lastly that I would be surrounded by animals of all varieties. From horses, cattle, buffalo and apparently chickens are on their way and those are just the ones we own.  This doesn’t include the rabbits, deer, coyotes, possums, raccoons, turkeys, beavers, otters, stray dogs, the neighbors dogs and yes even a bear that has apparently been spotted on the ranch.  (reptiles I will conveniently not list purely for the purpose of keeping my own sanity intact)  Yes what a life of surprise.  The transition from the burbs to the woods has been a fairly easy one.  We have been able to experience things as a family that we never would be able to living in town:  The honking of geese flying over the pond, the sun setting over the pasture, the birth of a new filly, the smell of freshly cut hay, canoeing or swimming in our favorite pond, and digging in Georgia’s red clay just to name a few.  Yes my life has been a surprise, one that I am quite grateful for.  As the Bee Gees sing, “The Wind of Change,”  it certainly has blown over my life and I’m quite enjoying the scenery.

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A Change Of Scenery

Sometimes that is all it takes to revive oneself ~ A change of scenery!  Whether your an office worker pushing paper and punching numbers on a key board all day to the housewife at home doing laundry, cleaning dishes and taking care of a sick child. Whether your drowning in a turmoil of emotions and circumstances or simply surrounded by the tornado of life:  We all are in desperate need of change in order to keep our sanity intact!

For me just taking a step outdoors looking at all the greenery and new life I am surrounded by can make a difference.  Breathing in the fresh air – well in my case if you call the smell of hay, horse hockey and newly pressed cow patties fresh – then I guess that could work for ya!  Or perhaps looking at the blue sky with the clouds softly floating by or even a stormy sky with angry clouds rolling by.  Yep looking up does wonders for my soul.  Helps me realize just how small my circumstances are and just how big my God is inside of me!  So take a step outside of your door and cast your gaze upward – whether it is sunny or raining – He is right there waiting for you.

“I lift up my eyes to the hills-

where does my help come from?

My help comes from  the Lord,

the Maker of heaven and earth.”

Psalm 121:1-2

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Today was a whirlwind of a day.  From cleaning, laundry, getting hair done, grocery shopping…..a typical housewife kind of day.  Yet no matter how mundane a day can be there is always humor to be found!  After grocery shopping at the local Walmart I stopped to get gas.  I was filling my tank up  trying to end it on an even number! (Jerry Seinfeld makes it look so easy)  I had barely noticed the SUV that had pulled up on the other side of the pump but I hear this dad talking to his kids.  “That looks kind of dangerous, like it might hurt….get away kids…..it could sting you….son get something and kill it….SON get a magazine or something and just KILL IT!”  Well I cast my gaze toward  a little girl and boy digging for something in the front seat to kill what looks like a wasp on the inside of the drivers window.  The dad is more than a little exasperated with his boy for taking so long so I offer him my flip flop.  “Here just take this – it should do the trick.”  The dad readily agrees and his son takes my flip flop who is obviously already worked up by his dad’s impatience.  He begins saying to his dad as he readies his swing, “What if I don’t kill it?  What if I miss?!”  The dad is about yelling now, “JUST HIT IT!!”  Well bless the boy’s heart – he finally swings and misses.  Not only does he miss but he  then proceeds to run off in fear out of  sight with my flip flop all the while the dad is yelling at him at the top of his lungs, “Give the lady her shoe back!”  I’m standing there at the pump with one shoe on and one off grinning from ear to ear,  thinking to myself, “This child is never gonna live this down.”  The boy finally reappears and  to his father’s chagrin tosses  my flip flop back to me  because he is so fearful of the wasp.  The boy looks at the window and there the wasp is -standing it’s ground.  I hand him my flip flop back and tell him to give it one more try.  He hesitates and I say, “I tell ya what – give me the flip flop and I’ll get him.”  He hands it to me looking embarrassed toward his dad.  So here I am one woman against one little wasp.  Ha! It wouldn’t be that big of a deal except I’m deathly allergic to stinging insects of all varieties and carry an epi-pen with me at all times.  So MY aim better be dead on!  Well it just took one swing and bam the kids jumped and the wasp fell to the ground – dead.  I smiled, put my flip flop back on  and looked at the dad laughing and said, “If you want a job done right – just ask a woman.”  He replied, “I know that’s right!”  Smart man.

Sidenote:  Flip flops offer a great variety of uses from killing insects to disciplining the occasional wayward child.

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