It's Raining, It's Pouring, I Wish I Was Snoring

Late to bed, early to rise
Makes me grumpy
And not very nice

Bart is on my short list. He will not stop barking any time my mother in law or her husband enter the room. He also barks if they dare to make noise after we're in bed. Consequently I'm on edge and sleep deprived. I got up at 5:00 to let Bart outside. Winston, of course, had to go too and I knew if I put him back in his pen, he would just start yapping his discontent. So I brought them both back into the bedroom where they proceeded to romp until I finally gave up any idea of getting more sleep.

It's raining on and off so leaving them outside is not really an option. Of course they're both sleeping like little angels now...

Hopefully coffee and a shower will help my lack of sleep headache go away. Anybody got any cheese to go with my whine?

Monday, June 11

My mother-in-law and her husband arrive tonight. The guest room is ready. The guest bath and the rest of the house, not so much. It will come together; it always does.
So many of my neighbors are having trees removed that it sounds like we're living in a lumber camp. Two houses across the street, our next-door neighbor and now the next block over. I confess that come autumn I always want to chop all of ours down because of the leaf raking, but I would never do it this time of year when they're at their prettiest. Although I will admit I cheered the demise of a huge cottonwood - the tree from hell.
Dragged the husband to Home Depot yesterday to buy replacement bulbs for the kitchen. The strobe like effect of the dying flourescents was giving me a headache. I also decided to replace the shower curtain liners in both bathrooms. I have been buying shower curtains for over forty years and this is the first time I managed to get the wrong size. I didn't know they made narrow liners. Anyway, now they have to be returned and replaced today since I didn't decide to hang them until about midnight yesterday.
I also have a riding lesson because I won't let a filthy house keep me from the barn. My priorities are my own.
Winston peed in the house at least three times yesterday. He hadn't had an accident in days; I guess because I was taking him outside all the time. Apparently he's still clueless.
And I guess I better stop avoiding the inevitable and get to scrubbing. Ugh.

Apparently Alaska Didn't Get The Memo

U.S. experiences warmest Spring on record

My trainer was just wondering the other day why she has to wear a turtleneck and drink hot chocolate to stay warm in June.

Attention Equestrians - Important Recall

According to the US Consumer Product Safety Commission, 3,400 Happy Mouth bits are on recall. These products have shown a tendency to fray, rust, and weaken (metal inside rubber) resulting in numerous rider falls. Please call 866-569-1600, English Riding Supply from 9:00 am- 4:30 pm for more information and product ID numbers.

For your fellow riders safety, please reblog.

Information courtesy of The Aiding and Abetting Amateur

BFF

From Scotland?

I was in an Irish pub on Saturday night. Had a few.

I noticed two large women by the bar.

They both had strong accents so I asked, "Hey, are you two ladies from Scotland ?"

One of them chirped: "It's WALES you friggin' idiot!"

So, I immediately apologized and said..., "Sorry, are you two whales from Scotland ?"

That's the last thing I remember!

Meet Winston

10 weeks old. We picked him up last night.

Sadly, we lost our senior German Shepherd three weeks ago. I came home from the barn and my husband met me at the door to tell me that Boris had lost the use of his rear legs. X-rays didn't reveal an apparent cause. He was nine years old, the age we seem to lose most of our dogs. We could have opted to have a surgeon look at him the following morning but recovery would have taken months and since we have a two-level home, he would have been forced to live in the basement where we're pretty sure he would have been miserable since we spend the majority of our time upstairs.

Bart did not handle being an only dog well. He's been off his feed and started peeing in the basement (which is now closed off to him) He and Winston have already played together a lot and it looks like they will be good buddies. We just have to make sure Bart doesn't get overly boisterous and hurt the little guy.

Things have started to click for me with my riding. When I showed up at the barn on Monday another woman was riding "my" mare. I hoped I'd get to ride her afterwards, but no, I was assigned the gelding who had his way with me the last time I rode him. Well, three or four months later I am a different passenger and was able to show him that I was the boss. I also had a different instructor for this lesson. My instructor threatened to turn me over to her sister permanently when she saw how well the gelding and I were doing, as in, "Why can't you ride that well for me?" I dunno, it just came together this time.

Winston is asleep with his rear legs stretched out behind him. Wish the camera was within reach as I'm sure he'll reposition himself if I move. Oh well, I'll get a photo of that pose another time.