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Good Friday Morning!

I think it's been awhile since I graced you with Frieda. Gatto has taken her limelight. She is finally a fully adult cat, in other words, she sleeps a lot. Yesterday and today we are warmer, tomorrow we drop into the freezer again. I actually got out and about yesterday. A trip to the clinic for a blood draw does count as out and about, right?

I have felt gloomy, I know it's because of our political scene. I know I've been down because yesterday I impulsed shopped and I never do this. I accidently, or subconsciously, clicked on the Martie app instead of gmail. By the time I'd finished scrolling through I had managed to buy sixty bucks worth of things I can use but didn't need nor had any intention of looking for. Then I saw an Aldi ad for nice kitchen glassware at a good price. Yep, bought that plus another sixty bucks worth of groceries I wasn't looking for. Then.....I ordered three canvas prints. Now those I had been thinking about so that was no spur of the moment purchasing. I can see how impulse shopping is what a lot of people do when they feel down or helpless. I did feel a little lighter, or perhaps it was my bank account that felt lighter.

I have been in a cooking mood. Wednesday I made pizza.

Last evening it was a white bean casserole. I think I've posted this before. It's so simple it should be illegal and it is good. I spruce it up some with onion, bacon and this time, roasted brussels sprouts. Also Herbes de Provence, a go-to-herb for me. Lots of cheese, this time Gruyere.

Today I've designated bread day. Bread and ciabatta rolls are on the roster. Sometimes I think this should be a food blog but then where would loose horses in the dark and an old boy cast in his stall fit in? So, a hodgepodge it is.

Happy Day to you all. 

Horses

Topper decided since it's been a couple of decades since I've dealt with a cast horse he would test my skills this morning. Casting is when a horse gets itself stuck close-in against a vertical surface, too close to be able to use its own leg power to get out of it. This is usually in a stall, but I've had it happen against a fence and even a snowbank. I have a long lead rope I use for the purpose of pulling them out. You loop the rope around the hind leg closest to the surface, usually a wall, and PULL. The horse cannot help you so you need to get it turned away from the wall far enough for it to get up on its own power. It took us both pulling to get that old boy out of it. Once upon a time either one of us could do it alone. It's amazing what adrenaline can do.

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Topper got on his feet and I swear he was indignant. A super athlete like himself caught in such a position! It's hard for me to believe he is 28 years old. He's my special fellow. 

When we were both younger.

A Day in the Life

Sunday morning my son, Matthew, came for a visit for my birthday. I made pumpkin/walnut bread and he brought cinnamon rolls. There was a sugar high being had. We had a nice visit and then he had to leave to shovel snow. He volunteers with an organization that aids seniors living in their homes who need help with things like shovelling. He has two seperate ladies he shovels for. He gets great satisfaction from helping people who are in need and are over the moon grateful for the help. I am proud he does this.

Then I lit a fire and had this dude.

He amuses me no end. The same can be said for annoying me. Gatto was looking for a way in. He wouldn't have liked it if he managed to find a way. It was cold yesterday. This morning it's -5 F and will be this way for awhile. It's January and can be and has been much worse. 

Last early evening we had a bit of excitement. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and when I looked I saw one, then two, three and four horses walking under the yard light. Oh Oh. I started to head out then remembered it was -6 F and grabbed a sweatshirt. I saw them just as they were heading toward the front yard and into the dark. I got to the barn, told Mark to grab one of the horses out of a stall and follow me. Of course, the trouble-making Ivy was leading the the pack of miscreants and had brought them back to the yard light. When they saw Mark with Scamper I told Mark to go back to the barn and take him inside as soon as the mares, and Zenny, got down there. One, two, three, four naughty horses went inside, I slid the door closed and then we had a rodeo roundup. Why just go to your stalls when you can get everyone riled up and why not taunt the stallion while you are at it? They saw no reason not to.

Problem solved. Isabella got the latch on the gate opened somehow and they took a romp. Except for my old grey mare, Babe. She just walked into the barn, according to Mark. She's too old for such foolishness and there was grain waiting for her.

Lilies Matthew brought me. I really like the color.

Another Year Older

Today is my birthday

It's been a long journey from this, with my cousin, Marie...

1950s

to this, with my frizzy hair and my supermodel dog, Fallon....

1979

 

to this, with my stallion, Solo, and his lovely rider, Jaimie

2000s 

to now

2024

We don't know how many trips around the sun we will make. I'm pleased I have made this many and hope for a few more.

Reporting In

Just a quick howdy-do. I saw the NP yesterday and she referred me to physical therapy for dry needling. She told me at least twice that my labs are great. She said if anyone looked at the reports without seeing my age they'd assume I was young. I responded what a surprise they would get! If only my lab reports would report to my body......

Nothing going on at the moment. Bill has finally diagnosed the problem with the wood pellet stove. I need another part delivered and then, hopefully, it will work. It's cold, which is no surprise for January, and until I get an appointment for the needling, I don't have anywhere I need to be.

That's all there is for now. Stay warm.

Trudging Along

Mark and Tabby having a moment of contemplation.

I was zoned out yesterday. I don't know what I did. I have a feeling of impending doom which I cannot happy think away. I will tell you that I am trying. Ah, well.....

I go to the clinic today so I can get a prescription renewed. I'm going to ask her about a referral to pain management. She, the NP, had suggested I try dry needling and I have decided to do so.  

It's been cold, in the minus numbers overnight and low teens during the day. I think it's supposed to get colder as the week goes on. It's a good thing the propane tank was filled last week, we go through it fast this time of year. Last evening I made a comfort meal out of leftover pork loin roast. Not a pretty photo but it was a pretty good, warming meal. Gravy makes everything better. Even a down and out mood.

 

Cold

What the leftover duck became.

AC, I thought you may enjoy my plaid pants. They are really pajama bottoms but I wear them as pants. Rockin' style!

I was doing well at dismantling Christmas when a friend called. Since we are both talkers I never did get the job done. So, on the list for today. It's cold, but then it is January. Below zero overnight and low double digit highs. We do need snow. Otherwise, life is its usual quiet. No complaints here on that. We have soup to warm us and I'll have bread in the oven. Not bad.

Another Year

The boys patiently lined up to come in.

The rain we had a few days ago took our snow. Dreary. It looks like November. We had a peaceful New Year day, a fire and a Twilight Zone marathon. Rod Serling was a genius.

Today I'll pack away Christmas and the rooms will look empty for awhile. I did really enjoy the feel of it this year, but now it's time. I don't make resolutions, I never kept them anyway, but I decided on a commitment, which is just another way of making a resolution. The past several months I fell away from my stretching and exercise routine. What did I think, I'd simply get stronger and more flexible doing laundry? As they say, I'm not getting any younger. As a matter of fact, my birthday is next week. Yes, I am a Capricorn. An old goat.

I think I'll go eat my toast and peanut butter and pedal my machine that takes me nowhere.

Sing Your Song

Happy New Years Eve

 To One and All

A Good Man

10/1/1924 - 12/29/2024

Whatever one thought of his presidency, his decency and moral footing must be acknowledged.

He was the last president of this country who did not, in one way or another, use the office to acquire wealth.

Farewell, sir.