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.