so i went for a ride again today. this week i actually rode tuesday, friday, and today. of course this means i won't be able to actually walk while i am at work for a while until my thighs get used to holding on to a wide straddle...

and buddy's a big fucker, too. 17 hands. that means i have to get my little left foot somewhere between my hip and my shouler in order to haul myself into that saddle!
so today we went a little further than we had gone before... i'm exploring the washes around here because one of them can get me into town- it's about four miles so i'm taking many trips, each one a little longer as the both of us are soooo out of practice. so all the natural washes run through here (ok, nextime i will take my camera...) and they provide the best route into town, as in the most direct, and the clip clops get to run in the soft sand and there are no cars :)
today we took the wash from curly bill all the way to scheifflen- and back a different way using an overland trail. yes, there were plenty of rattlesnakes (heard, but no seen thank you!) at least that's what the rattles are for, right? "i'm here, ok? so don't bother me!" and i'm lucky to have a brialliant horse that spooks at his own shadow-- but fortunately nothing else.
so then we got back by taking the trail up from the wash to the high pressure gas line on the hill with the fence around it, and we had to go around a fence using a little quad trail (oh that's something else cool about this town- it is legal to drive quads and golf carts on the city streets, so everybody does, and in october, there are golf cart races!
which brings me to: I live in MAYBERRY! like i was telling miss s the other day, on my way home from the bordello, i was pulled over for a perdiddle (you know, one headlight) he even made a u turn to pull me over. wanker. so he gave me the fix it ticket for the light, but he didn't comment on my lack of a seatbelt (except to say, "thank you for wearing your seat belt." of course sir! and when i get the light replaced (which Mr. K has done for me :) i am to go to the tombstone marshalls office to have them check it. whee mayberry!
so mayberry aside, buddy and i made it back to to the DK corral and i gave him a bath. that boy loves water, he even drinks it out of the hose and lets me spray his face and even shampu him! he hets onery when i try to comb out his tail and he holds out his foot threateningly. while at the same time i believe he would not kick me- i still move to the side of him. he usually decides it's ok when i break from the brushing to give him a neck scratch or a peppermint treat.
buddy boy is now sleeping in his sipping boots, too. he was sleep crashing and taking the skin off his ankles each night.. but with the support of the boots he doesn't seem to be doing it anymore and if he does at leat he's padded...

random musings...




i can't actually believe that i was an adult ten years ago. that you read in the news that some big thing happend ten years ago and i'm like, yeah, i remember that. whoa.

i still don't feel like an adult right now. today i wore a new pair of pants to work. they were pretty cool pants, but i thought they were, like, too cool for me. and the boots i paired them up with- even paris hilton would say, "that's hot." but i was too tired to change my mind, and it was only ONLY when i was walking up to the doors leading in to the school...

and the clackers were tittering all around me...

and i felt just like a kid again. all self conscious. like when i dressed up for halowe'en and went to school and sat in the car breathing just thinking "am i the only one!!??" are the clackers tittering at ME? or are they just doing what they do best...

and i had to remind myself that they were just doing what they do, and if i walked by, or did not walk by, or was not wearing fashionable new pants- they would go on tittering. and it had nothing to do at all with me- nothing but the something i put on it for myself...

so i held my head high and said "excuse me!" to the clackers standing in the door rather than sheepishly sliding by, invisible, like i did in high school.

those who know me know the bravado is only a front. those who know me know i have the ability to become invisible- to disappear and reappear.

and all beacause of the clackers i still hear, the clackers in my head, the ones that i remember and still see haunting high school halls to this day.

but i'm an adult- really i am. i have a badge to "prove it."

Just some really good photos i have taken in town. would like to share...



And this shall have the title "only in tombstone."



And the punchline is i actually know the people that live there. the story goes: the toothless farrier moved to the middle of nowhere to give his kids a quiet upbringing and decided that if he was going to be trailer trash, he would do it proper. christmas tree, all year round, and pink flamingos in the yard. well, he put up two flamingos. the others appeared (or maybe hatched) with the sign:

and after yet another beautiful day... it's raining.

School spirit? i don't remember having school spirit when i was in high school. but there sure are some spirits at BHS. the first football game of the season was last friday. i have never seen so many people dressed in blue and white! i'm not kidding- over half the school of about 3000 kids. and they weren't just wearing their football jerseys and cheer uniforms, these kids had painted their faces and sprayed their hair. blue and white from head to toe!

and then, just after the pledge, the marching band (one of them, there are two) came marching down the halls playing the fight song. wow. weird. it brought a tear to my eye (and i don't really know why)
and then...

the pep rally. whooo hoooo! 3000 kids yelling and screaming indoors is not fun. but hey, it got the kids going. nextime, i think i'll skip it though. it was a bit much. I do love my new job, though, and the new school is awesome!
yay! happy day!