this just in

My hubby called me from Panera to let me know the havoc people are reporting that has been caused by the Daylight Saving time change.

Apparently, one person is concerned about their grass being dried out by the extra sunlight.

Another one noticed that their hens haven't been laying.

I just don't know what to say, folks.  I knew this was a bad thing.

sisterly love

1985, or so.  

Every picture I found of us she had that same expression on her face.  Could it be because I was only nice to her when a camera was around?

Here we are, both too young for grimacing, back in 1968.  Although she was no monkey.

I have a memory of my dad telling me that we were going to pick up a monkey.  I was terribly disappointed when it ended up being nothing but a baby.

some stuff for sunday

Pray for my friend Mel from Monday through Sunday. She and her family are in the middle of moving from CO to FL. Their phone is disconnected and I left a message on her cell, so I will let you know when I hear from her.

Also, if you haven't checked her blog, please do. Especially if you have been left by someone you love. She would like to hear your story. If you know someone with a story like that to share, send them her way, would you?

My friend Jan gave me this award! Thank you so much, Jan! Nothing better than being considered a friend.

I have made a lot of friends through blogging and I would like to present this to some of you that

I met in blogland. Thank you for being my friends!

Kathy

Michelle

And Robin

my pony

She was a little Welch pony named Creampuff. She loved watermelon, rootbeer, Tootsie Pops, and apples. But not so much tomatoes.

I loved cleaning her feet and licking her salt block. I liked feeding her hay for about a week, then I didn't like it so much. I loved brushing her in the summer but not so much in the spring. We used to have to be vacuumed off before we could come in the house when she was shedding her winter coat.

She was a gentle thing. We could crawl under her belly and jump up on her rump like the cowboys do in the movies. I stood on her back. I sat on her sideways. I did all kinds of crazy things and she was very careful.

She was an ornery thing. She would try to scrape us off her back as we rode through the gate, by going to close to the post. She wouldn't go any faster than she darn well pleased - which wasn't very. She bucked a few times. If she didn't want to jump, you couldn't make her. And when she was ready to be done, she took her own bridle off and you were left without any brakes. And the story of her rolling over my sister you already know.

I busted up my arm when I fell off her, but it wasn't her fault that time, she simply tripped and I landed wrong somehow I guess. I have a five inch scar on my shoulder and a dot on the top where a temporary pin was during healing. But I couldn't wait to get back on and ride!

Having that pony was the best thing ever!

desperately looking for funny

My family people have been posting funny childhood stories on their blogs and so I thought I would, too. But then ... I can't think of any. I am coming to think that I must have been a pretty serious minded child. I do remember laughing and being goofy, but life seemed pretty important, too.

I know there were funny things. If my mom or sister tells a funny story, I can remember it, but they don't seem to come to mind otherwise.

What does come to mind is:

My friend's brother stepping on a nail. That terrified me for some reason.

The house up the street being struck by lightening.

A man showing up at our front door, (no one ever used the front door) with our dead dog in his arms. He had run over him because he, the dog, chased cars.

Our pony's foal dying.

Me busting my shoulder up.

Some vicious creature killing my rabbit.

A girl down the street being hit by a car.

Once trying to take my pony over a little jump, about a foot high, she decided at the very last minute to go to the left, while I kept going straight. Well, that's kinda funny, actually.

Once my cousin, Queen, was holding her son and talking to him about our pony. She was pointing at the pony while looking at her son. Fingers might look like carrots to a pony. She latched right onto my cousin's finger. That was funny.

The pony deciding to take a good roll in the dirt -- with my sister on her back. Ha. That one's funny too. I especially remember how stomping mad Julie was.

The truth is, whatever funny thing I do eventually remember will probably involve someone somewhere getting hurt. I am beginning to think that maybe I used to be a little bit mean.

Maybe that is enough reminiscing for now. I'll get back to you when I remember the funny stuff.

a couple of quizzes

You Are a Crossword Puzzle

You are well read, and you have a good head for remembering facts. You are a wordsmith. You have a way with words, and you're very literate. You are a mysterious person who enjoys dropping little clues every now and then.

What Kind of Puzzle Are You?

You Are Teal Green

You are a one of a kind, original person. There's no one even close to being like you. Expressive and creative, you have a knack for making the impossible possible. While you are a bit offbeat, you don't scare people away with your quirks. Your warm personality nicely counteracts and strange habits you may have.

What Color Green Are You?

What do you think? Sound like me? What puzzle and color green are you?

thursday thirteen

I know the formatting on this this is all wonky, but I'm going insane. I can't work with it any longer. Here are thirteen things I love about Colorado (and other Rocky Mountain States)

Ok, so I got a bit carried away...

1. Wearing a jacket in August because you are 11,000 feet above sea level, (and you'll see patches of snow in the shade, too)
   
2. Prairie Dogs
   
3. Pronghorn
   
4. Buttercups
   


5. Indian Paintbrushes
   


6. These little bitty wild daisy things
   


7. Real cowboys
   


8. Pikes Peak (click for a live view of the peak)
   


9. The smell of the air
   
   
10. Cold rain to cool off a hot day
    
    
11. Cacti
    
    
12. Ice cold streams in July
    
    
13. Views that go on forever (click for views from cameras atop Pike's Peak)
    
    
14. Seeing the curvature of the earth

15. Incredible blue skies, (I've been other places. The sky is not the same.)

16. Aspen trees

17. Timberline

18. Red rocks




15. Big Horn Sheep
    

And I will share a fabulous poem I wrote several years ago about my favorite spot on the top of the Continental Divide. It's the first poem I've written since school made me.

Continental Divide

This is where the waters are born

here in the home of clouds

I stand upon this solid ground

and watch

as birds take wing beneath me

The sun's warmth is stifled here

by air so thin it burns

It seems I should extend my arm

to reach

and touch the fire that shuns me

Freedom is the word that spins

weaving throughout my mind

To leave behind the cares of life

and stand

where earth reaches to meet me

Heaven seems much nearer here

on the top of the world

God who whispered this into place

looks down

and takes the moment to greet me

C.KayDay2008