Da Bears...

Well we got a new quarterback....we'll see how this one works out! I know better than to get too excited over it!

Having "Chubba" issues....

Ok....here's the ordeal....I quit smoking approximately 6 weeks ago (yeah me.....I know) I definately know it's a really good thing that I quit My health will be better.....things already taste way different and better....my breathing is better too....I am really really happy with myself for quitting! Just so thats understood! hehe.....I am happy I quit....it's a good thing!!!!!!!!

Ok......now I have usually weighed about 105 and never had more than skin over muscle on my tummy and now I have this little thick layer of whatever....fat I guess is what you'd call it....I flex and it's still there....omg.....it's not bad like I think I'm overweight or anything...it's just that I'm not used to it AT ALL! Some days I like it and then some days I look in the mirror and wonder "It will stop right?" It's not only on my tummy it's actually everywhere (which is a good thing in some areas ) but it is spreading all over nicely...hehe!

Anyways.....I now weigh 123 which is quite a bit more than 105!

Ok......I think I'm done whinning about getting a little chubba now! It's just because I've stopped smoking and I guess I would rather be a little chubba then smoke!

I am Lisa....hear me roar!!!!! LOL Ok goodbye!

Very cool poem...

When your days seem out of balance And so many things go wrong; When people fight around you; And the days drag on so long...

When in-laws act like children, And you think, perhaps ‘Divorce?’ Go out into your pasture... Wrap your arms around your horse.

His gentle breath enfolds you, As he watches with those eyes... He may not have a Ph.D., But he is oh, so wise!

His head rests on your shoulder, You embrace him good and tight; He puts your world in balance, And makes it seem all right.

Your tears will soon stop flowing, Your tension it has now eased. The stress, it has been lifted You feel calm, quiet and at peace.

So if you need to find some balance From the circumstances of your day The best therapy we can seek… Is out there chomping hay!

This snow is not good.....I want spring back so I can do my garden!!!!

I wanna go fishing...

I'm watching a Wisconsin fishing show and it's really making me want to go fishing. I can't wait to go. I love fishing. My favorite fish to catch are bass. They are sooo fun, jumpin' all over like they do. I have caught one northern in my lifetime. (I thought it was a big one and was told it was a 'big baby' and I had to throw it back) It was fun to fight though! I also caught a large mouth bass that was HUGE once, but it wasn't during the right season so my dad made me throw it back! (I cried) I was 10! I wanted to keep my big fish! I like to catch perch, crappie, bass, bull head (yes I like to catch them it's fun...not so fun to take them off the hook, that they usually swallow, but I like to catch them) ummmmmmm what else do I like to catch.....I think that's about it! At least that's all I can think of right now.

I also love to pick night crawlers in the garden and around the yard at night with the flash lights......too fun! It takes skill though, you can't just run up on them or pull too hard if you do grab them! Way awesome fun! Chelsea (girlie-girl of mine) isn't so into the whole worms thing but Lindsay (my little tomboy) ohhhhhh she is the best little night-crawler catcher there is! She's like her mama, she loves gettin' dirty.

We've never really gone anywhere big to fish so we've never really caught much more than pan fish.......I used to go camping up at Madeline Lake when I was a kid and I did take my kids there once a few years ago......that place is great! I would love to go there again! We usually just go here around town at the park or down in the river <---river is hard to do with little kids....I'm always afraid she's gonna fall in! Paranoid mom I know!

I can't wait to throw on some cutoffs, a tank top and flip-flops, grab my ugly stick and my matching ugly stick baseball hat <--it's so cool....hehe...(and the kids poles too of course) some sunblock, a cooler full of soda and sandwiches....oh yeah and the night-crawlers we picked.....jump in the truck and head out to the lake!

(Oh yeah....I caught a HUGE rainbow trout once too......I sort of cheated though....it was at one of those streams that you pay to fish.......I caught it using a cane pole and a piece of corn.....the thing was 3 1/2 lbs. It was awesome!!!!

Menu Plan Monday ~ On Sat. :)

Mon: Whole chicken in the crockpot <--Needs to be fast 4-H meeting

Tues: Tuna casserole with peas and salad

Wed: Pork chops in the crockpot with carrots and salad

Thurs: Leftover Night

Fri: What ever I decided that day

Sat: Beef roast with potatoes, veggie and salad

Sun: ??? Something I buy on Sat.

This is where I board Danny...

click here-----> Indian Summer Farms <-----click here

Thought I would throw this link out there for a little advertisement for the barn that I keep Danny.

They have a couple summer camps every year that are very informative and fun (the girls and I did this last year). The kids learn everything from ground up, brushing to riding.

For all you 4-Her's out there, this is a great way to get some of that experience in that you can add to your log books!

Check it out... ....it's pretty cool!

Oh if only horses could read...life would be perfect in the horsey world! LOL

Dear Horse,

I love you very much, and I truly cherish your presence in my life. I would never wish to criticize you in any way. However, there are a few trivial details regarding our relationship that I think might bear your consideration.

First of all, I am already aware that horses can run faster than I can. I do not need you to demonstrate that fact each time I come to get you in from the field.

Please remember that I work long and hard to earn the money to keep you in the style to which you have become accustomed. In return, I think you should at least pretend to be glad to see me, even when I'm carrying a bridle instead of a bucket of feed.

It should be fairly obvious to you that I am a human being who walks on only two legs. I do not resemble a scratching post. Do not think that, when you rub your head against me with 1,000 pounds of force behind it, I believe that it wasn't your intention to send me flying. I am also aware that stomping on my toes while you are pushing me around is nothing but adding injury to insult.

I understand I cannot expect you to cover your nose when you sneeze, but it would be appreciated if you did not inhale large amounts of dirt and manure prior to aiming your sneezes at my face and shirt. Also, if you have recently filled your mouth with water you do not intend to drink, please let it all dribble from your mouth BEFORE you put your head on my shoulder. In addition, while I know you despise your worming medication, my intentions in giving it to you are good, and I really do not think I should be rewarded by having you spit half of it back out onto my shirt.

Sometimes, I get the feeling that you are confused about the appropriate roles you should play in various situations. One small bit of advice: Your stone-wall imitation should be used when I am mounting and your speed-walker imitation when I suggest that we proceed on our way, not vice versa. Please also understand that jumping is meant to be a mutual endeavour. By "mutual", I mean that we are supposed to go over the jump together. You were purchased to be a mount, not a catapult.

I know the world is a scary place when your eyes are on the sides of your head, but I did spend a significant amount of money to buy you, and I have every intention of protecting that investment. Therefore, please consider the following when you are choosing the appropriate behaviour for a particular situation:

When I put your headcollar on you, attach one end of a lead rope to the headcollar, and tie the other end of the lead rope to a post or ring or whatever, I am indicating a desire for you to remain in that locale. I would also like the headcollar, lead rope, post, etc., to remain intact. While I admit that things like sudden loud noises can be startling, I do not consider them to be acceptable excuses for repeatedly snapping expensive new lead ropes (or headcollars or posts) so that you can run madly around the yard creating havoc in your wake. Such behaviour is not conducive to achieving that important goal that I know we both share --- decreasing the number of times the veterinarian comes out to visit you.

By the same token, the barn aisle was not designed for the running of the Derby and is not meant to serve as a racetrack. Dragging me down the aisle in leaps and bounds is not how "leading" is supposed to work, even if someone happens to drop a saddle on the floor as we're passing. Pulling loose and running off is also discouraged (although I admit it does allow you to run faster).

I assure you that blowing pieces of paper do not eat horses. While I realize you are very athletic, I do not need a demonstration of your ability to jump 25 feet sideways from a standing start while swapping ends in midair, nor am I interested in your ability to emulate both a racehorse and a bucking bronco while escaping said piece of paper. Also, if the paper were truly a danger, it would be the height of unkindness to dump me on the ground in front of it as a sacrificial offering to expedite your escape.

When I ask you to cross a small stream, you may safely assume that said stream does not contain crocodiles, sharks, or piranhas, nor will it be likely to drown you. (I have actually seen horses swimming, so I know it can be done.) I expect you to be prepared to comply with the occasional request to wade across some small body of water. Since I would like to be dry when we reach the other side of the stream, deciding to roll when we're halfway across is not encouraged behaviour.

I give you my solemn oath that the trailer is nothing but an alternate means of transportation for distances too long for walking. It is not a lion's den or a dragon's maw, nor will it magically transform into such. It is made for horses, and I promise you that you will indeed fit into your assigned space. Please also bear in mind that I generally operate on a schedule, and wherever we're going, I would really like to get there today.

For the last time, I do not intend to abandon you to a barren, friendless existence. If I put you in a turn-out paddock, I promise that no predators will eat you, and I will come back in due time to return you to your stable. It is not necessary to run in circles, whinny pathetically, threaten to jump the fence, or paw at the gate. Neither your stable mates nor I will have left the premises. The other horses standing peacefully in adjacent paddocks amply demonstrate that it is possible to enjoy being turned out for exercise.

Finally, in closing, my strong and gentle companion, I would like to point out that, whatever might happen between horses and their people, we humans will always love you. In fact, our bonds with you help create new bonds among ourselves, even with total strangers. Wherever there are horses, there will be "horse people", and for the blessings you bestow upon us, we thank you.

Most sincerely yours,

Your Adoring Owner

How today went .....(the day after the news)

I had already taken a vacation day today so I decided to just keep it and not go into work. We tried to use today as a completely relaxed day, trying not to think about anything medical at all. (doesn't happen btw) The kids were all gone, Brandon and Chelsea went down to Madison to watch their high school basketball team that went to State (woohoo...good for them....go North). Little Lindsay of course was at school.

We tried really hard to keep things off our minds...did some cleaning...tied some halters...played most of the day on facebook...all in all just tried to stay busy.

It would be really nice to just go back to normal....then again what exactly is normal?

The weekend is supposed to be nice as far as weather so I plan on spending a lot of time out by Danny.

WELCOME SPRING!!!