Merry Christmas to everyone who may stumble across this site, and God bless in the next days and year to come.
Your hostess,
The Fox
Yes, it's here, folks...Christmas Eve. I had the day off, and have taken full advantage of it. Actually, I spent most of the morning lazing about and sewing. I had bought a men's flannel shirt, size XXXL, and sized it down so it would fit me. It took much cutting, sewing, darting, and similar alterations, but it finally fits me. And while it's not the greatest looking shirt, it's COMFY. And that's all that matters. :P ALSO IT'S SNOWING. When I woke up I looked outside immediately, because they were calling for snow last night. But there was no snow when I awoke. Cue sighing and complaining and carrying on...but by 10 AM it had started snowing and now, at 8 PM, it's still falling. Mweeheehee.... 8D And it's wet, heavy snow....SNOWMEN. SNOWBALL FIGHTS. SLEDDING (even though we don't have any sleds). AAAAHHHHHH. Javert has been rather thrilled...he likes to run madly around in circles and throw snow around. Weird dog... XD The Converse have seen three seasons so far...they hold up pretty well in inclement weather. And they've probably seen more miles than any shoe should. XD *sigh* I love snow. Have I mentioned that already? XD Lights on outside... ...presents under the tree... ...bokeh around the tree...it's been a great Christmas Eve.
Merry Christmas to everyone who may stumble across this site, and God bless in the next days and year to come. Your hostess, The Fox
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July 4th, 2010: A day that will go down in infamy. Things exploded. People screamed. Vehicles blared. Horses ran willy-nilly, heedless of innocent passers-by. The insanity was contagious. People grouped and milled about in confusion, looking for purpose in the endless seas of faces.... ..... Okay, fine, it was a somewhat normal parade day. But everything I said was true. Mwahahaha... Even though it looked like rain in the early part of the morning I went ahead and braved the prospect of precipitation, taking an Aussie drover-style coat just in case it DID decide to let loose and rain on our parade, as it were. (There's a song by that name. Hee hee. Now if only I knew what musical that was from... *ponders*) Fortunately there was no letting loose of rain until I got home. But that's another story. When Colletta is thinking about grass, it is nigh impossible to get her to look at a camera with anything resembling a 'good' face. *sigh* Oh well, it was worth a shot. So I left home around 11:20, having been told that the parade started at 1 PM. I rode all the way to the other end of town, past all the floats and vehicles (something around 3/4 to 1 mile one way), got my number for my place in the parade, and had to ride about a third of a mile back the way I came to get to my 'slot', as it were. By this point it was only about ten minutes to 12, so I took Colletta's bridle off and let her graze. This is the third time she's been in the parade, so even when cars backfire and the marching band was warming up with their flags she ignored it all. (If I had ridden Violet, on the other hand...well, the likelihood that I would be writing this from a hospital bed would have increased dramatically. XD) Around 12:30 or so the other riders showed up, a couple I'd not met before. This was the first time they'd been in this particular parade, but the reason for that is because they only moved here a few years ago from northern Michigan--the man used to mark trails in Michigan, and he did it all by horseback. The woman's name was Anita, and her horse is a 16.2 hand (i.e. almost 65 inches at the withers) Standardbred named Captain. He originally was a racing horse, the pacing kind. An interesting tidbit, for the non-horse readers: a Standardbred pacing is faster than a normal horse galloping. And if you have ever seen a Standardbred racing outfit, you can see why it'd be a terrifying prospect. (Sulkies are frightening in their flimsiness. That is all.) Anita's husband Gary had an Appaloosa that they had bought from the Bureau of Land Management. He's maybe 11 or 12--they aren't sure because he was bought as an adult, and his age had to be guessed by his teeth. XD I got Anita to take a picture of Colletta and me in our 'costume'--the fringy vest thing is Mom's from her days of performing and singing. (The Standardbred's ears in the bottom of the picture make me laugh. XD) I didn't have this picture on my camera...a friend of mine was in the crowd watching the parade, and I'm...uh...borrowing said picture from her Facebook account. (Thanks, Dani! XD) The parade itself was a lot of fun--there were a lot of people who recognized me (mostly kids XD), which I always think is kind of funny. I'm not sure why, but it IS funny to have people yell "HI!" when you're obliviously going along. I dunno. So Colletta was insanely calm for the entire parade, even when the car two feet in front of her nose revved his engine annoyingly. I am SO glad she's such a good horse... After the parade we went home, I gave her some much-earned grain, and then I took an hour-long nap. XD I guess after that I was on a 'low' or something and really depressed...I'm not bipolar or anything, but yesterday was a day of mood swings. *shakes head* Emotions. Gotta love 'em. So yeah...after parading and emotion-swinging (would that be related to cat-swinging? I wonder...) I tagged along with Mom and Dad to church, where there was a party of sorts while we waited for the fireworks to start. Said fireworks are usually set off next to the high school, which is right across the street from church. I munched a bit on the assorted junk food (mm, hot dogs and chips XD) before Will and his various friends decided to go walking around town. I actually got several pictures of them, but...I dunno, I don't like posting pictures of people because I usually don't get very GOOD pictures of people. Sigh. Oh well, they're on Facebook where my friends can see them and that's all that matters. XD When the fireworks finally started, I got to experiment with the slow-shutter-speed on my camera...and I got some pretty awesome pictures. ^-^ Presumably due to financial difficulties (it's Illinois...we're bankrupt...need I say any more?) the fireworks only lasted about 20 minutes, as opposed to 45 minutes. But I got some pretty sweet pictures while it lasted.
Then I went home and talked with Will about funny/mean texts to send to a person who shall not be named, and while I didn't send any it felt good to imagine his reactions to said texts. (They were quite mean...along the lines of doing something unspeakable to a vehicle or the like. And quite liberating, too.) Then I went to bed and my internal alarm clock woke me up at 6:30 and I was not amused. XD Your run-on hostess, The Fox |
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