Mission-Bring crazed milk cow to house.

I should be in bed. But I'm not... because I have issues with sleep. Seriously. I've been going to bed and laying there a hour or longer before I fall asleep. It is annoying. So since I can't sleep I'll tell you all about my adventure gathering the milk cow.

Our milk cow, Betty has been a free range cow for a few weeks now. She got into a herd of other bovines and has been roaming around with them for awhile. Boy did she stick out like a sore thumb. We'd be driving to town and you'd see this whole bunch of cows, most of them black. Then you'd see this brown and white milk cow out there. Anyway. We'd been meaning to go gather her and bring her back up to the house, but just hadn't done it. Well, my dad told me today that he'd put her back in the horse pasture. (Where she belongs) but we couldn't decide if she'd be stupid enough to sit up there at the end of the pasture and starve herself for water. See the other cows were just right there, across the fence. So, since we didn't know about her smartness, I decided I'd go up there and bring her back. Instead of.. umm.. doing... uhh... school... *coughs* well I actually had every intention of doing it when I got back... but... ehhh... let us move on.

So I saddled up Pecos, the best, awesomest, horse ever. And away we went. To the end of the pasture... it is... like... two and a half miles across there... I think... I don't know I'm probably wrong about that... but it is something like that. So like I said, away we went. Chasing some antelope along the way... Yes, it was fun. Maggie, the great and mighty border collie was chasing 'em down too after I pointed and hollered "Get 'em!" And boy did she get after 'em! We had to stop once and stare into a hole that had something in it... it wasn't a bunny, I know it couldn't have been... I was riding along, saw it and at first thought it was a coyote. Then it disappeared... I ride up closer, something pops out of a hole, sees me and goes back in. I really don't think it was a rabbit... the dogs were sniffing at the hole too... maybe it was some unknown creature that is going to come attack us! or... not... dude that could seriously be a Scifi movie... anyway where was I... oh yes, riding through the pasture.

I arrive at the end of the pasture and sure enough I see her. The milk cow that is. She is standing there, right by the fence, just... standing there. The idiot. She probably would have just stood there and starved for water. So me and ole dunny (Pecos) get up there and start trying to push her back toward the house. She doesn't want to go straight directly to the house, no she wants to follow the fence line. I don't want to follow the fence line. It takes forever. So after having her trot down the fence line a ways I get her turned toward the house. And away we go. She is fine at first. Until she realizes that she is being taken away from her friends. She then proceeds to turn and go running back to the fence. Me and dunny get on the chase and get her turned back around. After jumping over mesquite bushes and dodging holes. We get going again. She turns around, again. This continues. Forever. I could not, for the life of me get that sorry cow to head to the house. Dunny was getting after her too, it was kind of fun. But also very irritating. I mean c'mon. It is a MILK COW. Whenever I took on this mission I figured it would be easy. I mean seriously. A milk cow.

It was just wild. We'd go, she turn and run. We'd get around her, turn her. Then we'd do it all over again. She got called names, many names. Then, we don't get her turned in time and she gets to the fence. There are other bovines on the other side There is a low spot right there and she just goes over. Ohhh no ma'am. I was... fuming. Yes, that is the word. Fuming. I was angry. This stupid, idiotic cow had... just... went over the fence... SHE IS A MILK COW. She is NOT supposed to be this hard to move. So, I had to ride up a little ways to a gate. To this cursed gate that I HATE with a passion. Most of the gates around here I can open and close okay. Not this gate. I open it up just fine. But then I have to close it. I stick the bottom part in the bottom wire, and sit there pulling, growling, muttering, trying to get the top wire over the post. The cows just stood there, looking at me... with... stupid looks on their faces. I finally get the gate closed. Leap upon the mighty steed and start trotting to where the sorry, good for nothing, knuckle headed milk cow is. I trot up to her and she just looks at me. Then she tries again to go back with the other bovines. But! I prevail this time! HA! take that! She doesn't get passed me. Haha, hoho, hehe. So this time, we follow the fence line. Well, we didn't have a choice, we had to follow the fence line to get to a gate, which goes back into the Horse pasture.

This all took forever. I arrive at the gate, get the cursed thing open. Get back on the steed, push her through, get back off and close the cursed thing again. Then we start to the house. She tried to be cunning and sly a few times. But she just wasn't good enough to beat me and dunny, oh and Maggie. She got a ways ahead of me once. Stopped, and faced the direction of the other cows. I could see it in her eyes. She was going to try it, she wanted to so bad. But me and dunny prevailed again. I really needed my rope during all this, then I could have, as my brother would say, laid my twine on her. ha. Right. The way I rope... ha. We finally, after traveling many miles, battling the elements, facing death itself, get her home.

Mission Accomplished.


I have to admit. It was kind of fun... in a way. I NEVER get to do anything. I only just get to go out and ride. I do enjoy that. But sometimes it is fun to actually get to do something. It was... a.. adventure.

No milk cow. Or any cow for that matter shall prevail against me and Pecos!

Kind of funny...

Wow. Two posts in one day... that is a record.

I get good, clean jokes in my email everyday from Crosswalk.com and this one I wanted to share. I thought it was amusing.

*The Hokey Pokey*
Original Lyrics

Put your left foot in,
Your left foot out,
Your left foot in,
And shake it all about.
You do the hokey pokey
And turn yourself around
That's what it's all about.

*The Hokey Pokey*
Shakespearean Style

O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke.
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! A wilde release from heaven's yoke.
Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.
The Hoke, the poke -- banish now thy doubt
Verily, I say, 'tis what it's all about.

All is does is blow...

This crazy wind has been blowing since yesterday. It started yesterday morning, while I was at work. It wasn't so bad during the early morning hours. I got there and got one horse rode before it hit real bad. So I decided to ride the next one in the barn. The barn shook, and dirt blew in and allergies began to kick in. Stupid wind. While I was riding Joe came out and told me the boss lady didn't want me to ride the others, and she wanted me to go up to her house when I was finished with CJ. so I put him up, closed the big barn door and headed to the house. I seriously thought I was going to be blown away. It awful. I get up to her house, and she puts me to work. I have to clean out a re-organize a cabinet in their second bathroom. Then take everything out of her china cabinet and wipe down the glass, the shelves are glass. So I do that... I just knew I was going to break something, thankfully I didn't though. I finish up with that, and she tells me to take out the drawers in the china cabinet and wipe them out. The first one was full of a hundred million little salt and pepper shakers, and napkin rings. The other two had platters... and... the last one was full of... fingers and toes, and ears... and okay, that is just gross, and warped. Sorry. Uhh I honestly don't remember what the last one had in it.

I didn't complain about doing this stuff, it was easy. And way better then being out in the wind. Oh and I guess I should mention why my boss didn't want me to finish riding the horses. When Joe came out he just told me she thought the wind would bugger one of 'em then they might buck. They don't like the wind, but I doubt they would have gone all crazy on me... but whatever. When I get to the house the boss lady tells me

"I thought I'd get you out of that wind. It just isn't worth it for one of those horses to buck you off, then I'd have to pay a hospital bill."

So yes. That is why. I'm so loved... haha not. She was just concerned about paying a hospital bill... but whatever. But yeah it was nice to be out of it.

So the wind has continued to blow... it blew all night and is still blowing. I hate it. Yesterday it was warm. Now it is cold again. Going outside is miserable, and it gives me a headache. Seriously. It isn't supposed to be blowing, it isn't spring yet! And it is also supposed to blow tomorrow too. Ah well. Least I don't have to go out in it.

I'm going to go do something now, instead of complaining about the wind... I'll go read some about Italy.. or some other place.

No life=weird random pictures

I have no life. Seriously. It is sad. I informed Caitlin one time that I needed a life, she said she needed one too. So we decided we'd go shopping for one. Hasn't happened yet.

Since I have no life. I spend my time... well, complaining about not having a life, eating... yeah I like food, I'm sitting here eating a bowl of ice cream right now. And I spend the majority of my time with my camera. My dear little camera. What would I do without it? I honestly have no idea... its my friend, my companion... my... okay that is enough. But seriously. I really like my camera. And since I have no life, I, as I already said, spend time with my camera... taking weird, random pictures, of things that really don't matter, and are really not that interesting. I'm not really sure why I do this. Most people wouldn't even bother taking pictures if there wasn't anything picture taking worthy. That isn't me. It is almost like I have to take a picture, of something, at least one a day. I just love it.

Want me to share some of these pictures? Okay. Sure.





I have a strange fascination with icicles.



And water droplets.










There are more... many more.I can go out forever and take pictures of... plants, and flowers, and animals... and... nothing. But a lot of them aren't on the computer and I don't feel like putting them on here... So these will have to do for now.
See I told you they were random. My poor camera. It probably feels so.. defiled.

8 weeks away from home??

I've been praying about going on a trip this summer. A trip to Hungary, for 6 weeks. The church we go to is a Calvary Chapel, they are all over the place. They have a college over in Hungary, they also have a year long mission training program, and during the summer a six week long thing. You take some Bible classes, go out and work on buildings, and just do a bunch of different things. I learned about this program last summer. Thought about it, and looked at the website and read about it. I decided I wanted to go. I just wasn't sure if it was the Lord's will for me to go, so I started praying about it back in the Fall. I'm still praying about it, and I'm still not sure if I'm supposed to go. I think it would be an amazing thing to do. To be able to get away, and grow, and just be able to focus everything on the Lord.

So as I said, I've been praying about it. The problem, it cost 1,600 (this does NOT include the plane ticket) plus you'll need more if you use Internet, and you have to pay 4 bucks to do your laundry... that is a lot of money. But I realized that, if it is the Lord's will for me to go, He will provide the money... somehow. Not sure how, but He will.

My grandparents have been talking about taking two weeks off, flying over to Hungary with me, I would go the Vajita to the program, and they would spend two weeks touring Hungary, then go home. If all this happened, my grandma was going to pay for my plane ticket. I haven't got my hopes up to high about it, cause who knows what could happen. Well... she called me today. Asked me about the trip, when I was supposed to be there, and when I was going to be coming back. She said that she had decided she wanted me to see more of Europe, so she wanted us to leave two weeks early, go around some places in Europe, then June 21 I would go to Vajita and spend my six weeks there. Hmmm yeah sounds like a lot of fun. I love to travel, and there are lots of places in Europe I want to see. But, that would be eight weeks away from home, two months. I have NEVER been away from home longer then like... two weeks I think. And I had family with me. I have been gone for a week to Bible camp, but I had two people I knew with me. Two months is a long, long time. I had been thinking about how long six weeks was, but decided I would probably be ok, I know I would get homesick, but probably not horribly. I would probably be horribly homesick being gone two months. Don't get my wrong, I want to do it. I mean think about all the awesome places I would probably get to see, and it will probably be a once in a lifetime thing. Who knows. But eight weeks.... hmmm...

We'll just have to see about it. I'm not going to worry about it to much, cause like I said, who knows it will even happen. I know I would get homesick, there is no doubt it my mind. But I think it would probably be worth it. I like to travel :) So I'm just going to continue praying about it and see.

Well I'm off to bed here pretty soon. I have to go freeze at work tomorrow.

Years gone by.

I was going through a bunch of my mom's pictures the other day. It was crazy going through ones of us being so young. So, I'm going to post some! They were scanned so a lot of them aren't very clear. Here goes.



Me, with Pappy. I guess I've always stuffed my face

Riding a wild bronc. Are... not.

Cousin Ethan is the one with the rope, I'm in the red, Taylor is the one grinning, Jennifer is behind us, and is holding cousin Caleb.

Us three with Pappy and our fishes. Yes we are cool.

Me and Jennifer


Taylor, Jennifer, Daddy, and Me.


Nathan has entered into the world!


Me and Taylor with our mighty fine fish.

Well those are all of the pictures for now. If I dig up anymore later I might just post them too :) Right now I have to get to bed. We're playing paintball tomorrow. So I need my rest, so I can kick some butt ;) I rearranged my room today and that wore me out! So... g'night.

Frost bitten toes

I seriously think my toes would have become frost bitten this morning if I had stayed out any longer in the frigid cold. I was awaken by my daddy this morning. "Sara, you better wake up you have to go to work." I growled and pulled the covers over my head. No. I refuse. It is just too cold. You can't make me.

I had been hearing on the weather the day before just how cold it was going to be today. And I was NOT looking forward to it. I honestly am not a hard person to get up. And I usually get out of bed easily in the morning. But, there are days... like today. That I don't want to get up. I don't want to have to get up out of my warm toasty bed and be welcomed by a freezing house, I don't want to have to put on tons of clothes, and go to my work place and ride a bunch of dummy horses in the frigid cold. There are days when I just don't want to have a job. Today was definitely one of those days. I peeked out of my covers and looked at the clock. 7:00. Phoo. I had 30 minutes. I closed my eyes for a few seconds then slowly drug myself out of bed. Oh! so cold! I looked outside. It just looked cold. I dawdled around for a minute then begin piling on the clothes. Two pairs of long handles, two pairs of socks, pants, 2 shirts, sweatshirt, wild rag, gloves, little hat thingy, and huge coat. The gloves, coat, and hat belong to my momma. Thank you mama! The coat is huge... gigantic. I look like... Arnold Schwarzenegger in the thing. Seriously. I love the hat. I can wear my cap, then pull the little hat thingy over it... I guess its a... toboggan... yeah a toboggan. It covers my ears real well. The gloves are nice too. So I pile all this on, it takes me about 15 minutes. I yank on the boots. I really had to yank. The sock situation was making it hard to pull them on. I eat a breakfast of Rice Krispies. Go crank of the green machine. Aka Nissan. Get the heater going and wait on my momma. My pickup was COLD. I could see my breath. And the stinkin stirring wheel was really cold. Goodness.

I arrive at my place of employment step out of the warm pickup into the bitter cold. And boy was it cold! I went out to catch up a horse. CJ or Slick. I walked toward Slick he took off. Okay CJ was standing there, I walk toward him. He takes of too. I had to hold my tongue. Stupid no good... sorry boneheads. Yes I am being mean. But I was cold okay. I was so very cold, and they had to pick that day to be hard to catch. WHY!?!?! YOU STUPID ANIMALS! Okay I feel better now. After running around and around the pasture CJ decided he was finished making me mad, and acting like a fool and trotted up to me. And stood there, right in front of me. I just stared at him... curse you, you... you... knuckle headed, boneheaded, stinkin, hateful horse. He just looked at me like "uhh like why aren't you like.. catching me dude." I glared at him, burned holes into him. I walked up to him, half expecting him to take off on me. He's done that before. He just stood there. Yeah you better stand still. I caught him. And we went on out way. Stinkin... donkey.

I went through the morning. Riding horse after horse. Getting colder and colder. After one horse I had to go stand inside of the bathroom in front of the little electric heater they've been keeping in there. They do that so the pipes won't freeze. I stood in front of it. Then eventually sat down right in front of it trying to get warm. My feet were so cold. They hurt... so bad. Walking was terrible. They warmed up a little. I finally got a little life back into them after about ten minutes. So I finished up. I got done about 11:30. My mom showed up at about... 11:50 and I got to go home! I was still cold.

After eating a hamburger me and my mom proceeded to clean house. Oh... joy. Cleaning house is so much fun! a blast. Nothing better... uhhh riiight. But I didn't care to much today. I could have been out in the cold. Taylor, Nathan, and my dad went out riding fence. And I could have gone with them. But I decided to be a big wimp and stay inside. I'd been out in it for three hours horseback, and I'd had enough of it. My poor little toes.

After folding a gazillion towels I sat down and watch a little CMT. Then... called Caitlin. We hadn't been talking real long whenever my dad came in and told me Taylor wanted me to go riding with him since he was taking out his colt... Well... okay. I guess I can do that. So since my dads horse was already saddled I hopped on him and off we went! We weren't out too long. But it was long enough to get cold again. I came back in, called Caitlin... again. We talked for awhile. Then our phones decided they'd had enough and quit on us. Well fine then, stupid phones. Jennifer and John came a bit ago. We had some yummy supper... and now I sit here. I'm warm now. I sure do like hot showers. And my mom bought me this awesome sweatshirt at Target that I have on right now. And it is warm. Very warm. I'm about to go get some Mississippi Mud Cake that I prepared yesterday :) yep. Death in a pan. Seriously. It has two cups of sugar, then powered sugar in the icing, it has marshmallow cream... yeah, death in a pan.

Well... I guess this hasn't really been all that interesting. But I felt like writing. I haven't in awhile. And all I had to write about was my poor frost bitten toes. They are still suffering. No joke. Well I think I shall go now. Later dudes!

BLAHHHHHHHH (ramblings about... nothing)

Hmmm it is kind of late at night. 11:22 right at this moment... I should probably go to bed. But I feel like being a night owl... tonight. Why? no reason really. I feel kind of... well.. BLAHHH hence the blog title.

My nose has gone between running and being extremely stopped up. And I keep sneezing. What the worst thing is though. Is whenever you really feel like your going to sneeze... but ya don't. So your nose tickles, and feels funny. And you want to sneeze. BUT YOU DON'T!! It is so very annoying. Stupid nose. I would like to chop it off. But then I'd look really weird. I mean seriously. Can you imagine how weird we'd look without a nose? People would see you, then turn around and run away screaming "IT'S A MONSTER!" Okay so I think the lateness of the night is getting to me. I'm not even sure why I'm posting. Its not like I have anything to write about. Today was pretty uneventful. Cleaned some house... cleaned my room... made a cake for Cowboy Church, went to Cowboy Church, came home... and now here I sit. In a dark... cold.. dreary room. Locked up. My toes have frostbite on them... Okay so maybe not... but it is dark in here. And it it kind of cold.

Stupid nose.

I decided something today... yep. Sure did. I decided that I should learn too... sew... Yep. Well maybe. I've sewn before. I've actually made stuff. That was wearable. I made a skirt... and then another little outfit... and... a pillow case! Seems like I made something else too... hmmm... maybe not. But yes I decided that maybe I should. But I really... REALLY don't like sewing. At all... not even a teeny weeny bit. But it is just one of those things that should probably be learned. I just don't know, The Lord might send me to some country... like... Africa, are someplace like that. And I'll need to know these things... who knows. I should probably learn a lot more things. I can knit... kind of. I've never finished anything. Wait. I take that back. I made a pot holder once! Yeah that was it. I should probably improve my skills. And... I did know how to crochet but I have done it in forever. I can cook... kind of. I'm not near as good as my mom. But I can do it! I fed my dad and two brothers for a whole week once. And... I may learn to quilt. My mom wants me to learn. So I guess maybe I should... I don't know. So yeah. I can learn all of these things... right? .... maybe...

But the thought of sewing... blahhh. knitting is okay. Cause I can sit and do it at night while we're watching tv are whatever. But sewing... hmmm... but like I said. I should probably learn. I'll probably be glad I did later on. Not only that. But I want to pick up my fiddle playing again. And I want to learn guitar. So then I can play and sing for everyone!!! are.... not. I don't sing. Well... not in front of people that is.

Ahhh well... this post has been about... absolutely nothing. It is now 11:56. I shouldn't have taken me this long to write this post. It isn't like I put a lot of thinking into it. And it wouldn't have, but I've been going back in force between writing, and facebooking.

Now ya'll are at the end of this post... probably thinking "What a waste of my time." Well I am sorry. But I didn't force you to read it now did I? I just felt like writing. So I should probably go to sleep now since it is a minute till 12:00.


Later dudes.

Sickly days and sickly nights...

Yeah instead of wasted days and wasted nights its sickly days and sickly nights. I've been sick since... well Monday night I guess. I started feeling kind of bad after youth. The scratchy throat started. Ugh. I was hoping it was just all the dust I had inhaled Monday... Monday was a windy day, a very windy day. And I had to work in it. Dust was blowing... the occasional cow flew by, some tin... okay so maybe not. But there was a lot of dust. And I'm down wind from a dairy... and we all know what they smell like. Smelly, smelly. But as it is it wasn't the dust. I was getting a stinkin' ole cold.


Tuesday I woke up with a sore throat, it was actually between sore and extremely scratchy. Drinking water hurt. I don't understand that. Why does water have to hurt whenever you have a sore throat? I just don't understand it. It is terrible.... I slept a lot Tuesday. Then that night I could not sleep. I wanted sleep so bad. But I just couldn't fall asleep. Do you realize how annoying that is? You can't do anything but just lay there. Well I finally decided to read. I read some in Psalms, and then I read in a book that Justin (youth pastor) is letting me borrow. It is a true story, its a very good book. Its about a Dutchman, Brother Andrew. He joins the army in 1945. His foot gets injured so get gets to come home. He eventually gives his life to the Lord. He starts working and a factory. And then realizes that he is called to be a missionary. He becomes a Bible smuggler behind the Iron Curtain. It is really cool how God would blind the officers eyes whenever they checked his luggage at borders. God did so many things for him. It is a really neat book, I recommend it. It is called God's Smuggler. I don't know if you can find it in a bookstore are not... But anyway. So I couldn't sleep.. I finally did at around... I don't really know what time it was... That is what I get for sleeping all afternoon I guess.



I woke up yesterday morning with my throat feeling much worse. Phooey. Swallowing was painful, talking was painful, everything was painful. I felt like I'd been run over by a truck. And I guess I looked pretty bad too cause this morning my dad told me that I looked much better today! hmmmm... Well. I don't really remember what I did in the morning... I slept in the afternoon. I was thinking that I probably shouldn't since I might not be able to sleep that night... But I did anyway. And I did sleep all last night.

While I was cleaning up the kitchen last night my brother comes in and goes.
"You know what would help your throat?... a milkshake. Cause you know ice cream really makes your throat feel better so I bet a milkshake would too."

I point at him and croak "YOU could make one."

I just get. "But I don't make them as good as you do."

Oh please. So I made one, because I did know it would help my throat. But HE could have made it. My brother is so nice... I mean I would have made one for HIM if he would have been sick. I informed him of this and he just said "You aren't that sick. You just have a sore throat. That doesn't effect the rest of your body."

He obviously doesn't remember what it feels like to have a sore throat. But whatever. I'm not bitter. So I made the milkshake. And it did feel really good on my throat.


I had to call my boss too. Since I was informed by my doctor aka mother. That I couldn't go into work today. But... that means that... oh no. That would mean that I would have to call... my boss. Please no, I beg you. Don't make me do that. But I had to call her... I sat there listening to it ring... and ring... and ring. And then I got "You've reached (cell number) this is Terry. Just leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can." So I croaked out that I couldn't come into work because I was sick.... man I hope she got it. Otherwise I'll be in big trouble. I keep expecting my phone to ring and have it be... HER. But so far my little phone has been silent. Not a peep has come from it.


Man being sick is the pits. But I am feeling a lot better today! woohoo!!! Now I can talk, kind of. I'm just not very understandable. And my nose tickles, and is stopped up. But that is okay. At least my throat is a lot better. Hmmm well I should probably stop rambling. But hey I can't talk very well. But I can write! I needed something to do...


Here I'll leave ya'll a few pictures I took of the gorgeous sunset last night. I looked out the door and saw it and I just couldn't stand it. So I grabbed my camera and ventured out... in my slippers. It was a beautiful.

Friends make life interesting

Two stepping, chalk, colts, russian spies, pirates and ventriloquists. These are the things that my weekend was filled with.


This weekend was... not fun, terrible, horrible, completely boring. I'm kidding. It was pretty fun! Friday night I went to supper with Joshua. Supper was great. Then we went to the dance. Yes I got to go dancing! And.... it was actually a really good dance! I taught Joshua how to two step, he caught on pretty fast. And became a very good two stepper! Then we got to do the electric slide, macarena, and... one other one.. I don't know the name. There is a guy and he tells you what to do. Like "Slide to the left... slide to the right... take it back now ya'll... reverse, reverse." Such as that. It is pretty cool. Hmmm and I danced with, Joshua, obviously, Caitlin, Camille, kid named Shelby who is way younger then I am, but taller. Not cool... and I danced with... Hillman, sorry I mean Mike Hillman. He see's me and hollers "BLACKWELL!." Hmmm I do have a first name thankyou. Whatever. Anyway. Those are the people I danced with. I even did the hoppy dance! you do the hoppy dance to 'The Devil went down to Georgia' by Charlie Daniels. Good song. But the hoppy song wears you out. Oh and I also did the cotton eyed joe... oh wait. I attempted to do it. Lets just say that... well.. I can't do it. I did kinda sorta do it though... a little. But yes. It was a good dance. The best I've been too in a long, long time.




That night I went home with Caitlin. With plans of coming home yesterday... well plans change. My brother was helping some of our friends that are just down the road. He was supposed to come home yesterday, but they needed him today. So... we stayed. Caitlin and I had a... well... how would you say it... ummm a very... interesting time. Friday night we didn't get to bed until... like... 3. Well I actually think it was 2:50.. are something like that. Umm yeah. We watched a little of "Behind Enemy Lines" and ate chocolate frosting. Yes I know its not good for you, and it was definitely something we shouldn't have been eating that late at night. But hey, we're young! Hmmm we listened to our MP3 players some. And finally we were talking, and we both just.. fell asleep.





The next day... I mean. The same day. Cause well it was morning whenever we went to sleep. So anyway that day. We... had some breakfast... then... Well I don't remember exactly. I know we got on the computer some. Then we went out on the 4 wheeler... and... acted stupid... hmmm no Russian spies were left in that territory... ahem. We came back in after awhile and watched the rest of 'Behind Enemy Lines" it was a pretty good movie, a little sad. But not terribly sad. We had some dinner... and then we a ventriloquist on YouTube... hahahahaha. I just... cannot explain. He was pretty funny...



SILENCE! I KILL YOU!





Hahaha and the puppet was a skeleton.... we watched him and a purple one named Peanut. I guess ya'll really wouldn't get it, unless ya'll watched the video. It was pretty amusing. And Caitlin let us not forget the larvae boy. "7.. I'll pick you up at 7... 7.... 7." Oh my... I am sorry. It was just... one of those things. Hehe. Anyways.


We also went out and messed with a little filly. That made me happy. I NEVER get to do anything like that. So we went out and I caught this little cutie and we just worked with her a little bit.



All the horses thought I smelled good.... I'm serious! Like every horse that I went up to and petted would stick it's nose up in my face and smell me. No joke. So I just decided that I smelled good. Caitlin informed me that I smelled weird.... hateful child.



Oh and we uhhh... played with... chalk. And colored each others faces with chalk... What can I say? We're just kids at heart. Want to see pictures? No? too bad your seeing them anyways.

We did the cats face too.

Yes we got pretty chalked up.

After all this I got to take pictures of their little darling colts.

Run away!!!!!!!



I took quite a few more. But I won't post them all. I get a little.. camera happy. Haha.

Hmmm and after this... we... well I don't really remember. We did the macarena on the 4 wheeler! Yep. Well actually I did it while Caitlin was driving. It might not have been very safe if she'd had done it while driving...

Oh yeah! We went riding her horse Wyatt bareback... double for a little while. He'd never been ridden double before so we weren't sure how he'd act. There is a first time for everything ya know! He did pretty good, didn't throw us off are anything.

Around... 4 I think it was we went over to the neighbors. Remember I told ya'll Taylor was helping them, and that we were supposed to be going home. And we didn't know they still needed Taylor until we got over there. So we visited for awhile then went back to the house. We had BLTs for supper! Mmmmm yuuum. I made the bacon. Ummm... and then.... we... listened to our MP3 players again.. I think. We talked, and.. called Joshua. Talked to him for about 25 minutes. And then we... became pirates! Arrgg!! We actually looked like pirates. It was kind of scary. But I am not sharing those pictures, they are too ridiculous.

We went back to being normal people... wait. Hold on. scratch the word normal. We're far from normal. We just... stopped being pirates and talked some more.... You know I don't have any idea what got into us. I mean becoming pirates.... Maybe the lack of sleep... are maybe it was the rum. I just don't know. Guess we'll never know.

We crashed... sometime. And woke up... pretty late. The latest I've slept in a long time. We then ate a grape fruit. Got on the computer for a bit. I washed my hair. We ate some dinner... and then watched more ventriloquists. Hmmm and... listened to some Bill Engvall... then I was taken back over to the Carpenters. Talked to them for a bit, then came home. Now here I sit. Listening to my MP3 player, surprise, surprise. DAVID CROWDER ROCKS!

There is probably more that happened. But at this moment my tired brain cannot think. I have gotton to bed late these past three nights. So now I am going to crawl into bed and... well sleep. What else do you do whenever you go crawl into beds. Think? Well in my case yes, I probably do to much thinking. But I don't think I'll be doing any thinking tonight. My eyes are starting to get heavy, and my brain is turning off.

Nightie night. Don't let the bug bugs bite. Seriously. Don't. They hurt.