Rocking around the Christmas tree

19 days!!


Since our plans to go visit my brother last weekend were foiled with us all coming down with the stomach flu, we made a visit down this weekend! He's living down around Fort Stockton and Alpine Texas. This was my first time down that direction, and I absolutely loved it. It is gorgeous country. You get to drive through this big canyon going to his house, then he's kind of down in a valley.

Sunday he droves us around a little. We took us to this one place where we climbed up to the top of a hill.

There was quite the view!

I definitely don't think I'd have a problem living there. It would be fun country to ride in!
It was good getting to see Taylor, and I think we all enjoyed the weekend!

While we were down there, we got chop a Christmas tree! Nathan and I put it up this evening.

It is kind of big around, but I think its a pretty tree!

Good night friends!

It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas

23 days until Christmas my friends!


I am, Running Deer who Christmas Decorates.

This was my Christmas decorating garb I sported throughout the day at work, while Caroline and I got the hardware all Christmased up. It looks quite amazing, and I should have taken a picture. We did decide though that with all the garland we used, it kind of felt like you were walking into a forest.

I love, love Christmas decorations, and decorating for Christmas. If I am ever to have a place of my own I'm going to go all out.

Not with the big giant blow up decorations though. Running Deer who Christmas Decorates is NOT a fan.


Well it has come to my knowledge that my music collection is lacking Christmas tunes, so I believe I'm going to go fix that!

Casper

After I outgrew my first horse, Navajo, I prayed and prayed for a horse.
There was this older gentleman from a local town who was always bringing horses out for my dad to ride. He brought out this big white horse one day. We had him around the house for awhile, and my parents ended up buying him for me.

He was a booger to catch, and bridle. He had this thing about his ears. I eventually learned techniques for him though.

That poor boy, he put up with a lot from me. Trying to be Man from Snowy River going off any type of hill I could find, jumping mesquite bushes trying to make him into a hunter jumper, and even a race horse in an old lake bed.

If I ever went off he always stood there waiting for me to get back up and try to clamber back on.

He had to be my rodeo and show horse as well. We won a couple are so buckles in the horse show, it was always a time trying to get him clean for them.

He was a good steed, we went a lot of miles. He had his moments, but you gotta be kept on your toes.

Wanted to say thank you all for the, get wells (:

I am back to feeling a hundred percent (mostly)... I started back to work last Monday, and I was ready. Let me tell ya. Not being able to do anything for two weeks can make one go crazy. It'll give you a little taste of that crazy old cat lady syndrome.
I'll still get pretty tired if I over due, but the good doctor said that'll be normal for awhile. I know I could have had a worse case, so I'm thankful to have gotten over it pretty fast. Even if I did whine about it for awhile.

I was only back to work three days before I was gone again. I had the opportunity to go here with six ladies from my church. It was so SO good. The main jest of it was about biblical womanhood, how woman have gotten away from what God intended, and how to become a true woman of God. There were quite a few different speakers, my favorites being, Kay Arthur, Nancy Leigh DeMoss, James McDonald, and Mary Kassian. There was a lot to absorb and soak up.

My favorite time of year has started, that good feeling in the air that I love, and cows outside my window bawling. Fall works have been going on the past couple weeks, and they worked my dads country today. I always look forward to this day, something about their bawling puts me to sleep.



Of course since I'm a girl I always have to miss out on the fun, and find myself toodling off to work. But I deal with it.

My poor cowdog, Maggie. Imprisoned, those mean cowboys not wanting her help. Missing out on all those heels to nip, and tails to swing from.

Chore time.

Monday is over, so I hope the rest of your week is amazing friends!