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Gender: Female
Status: Married
Age: 26
Sign: Cancer

City: GILLESPIE
State: Illinois
Country: US

Signup Date: 08/14/06

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Wednesday, October 31, 2007

3rd Cowboy Challange
Current mood: excited

Thats right ladys and gent I one the cowboy challange...Again. This is the 3rd one this year and I placed 1st for the 2nd time. Got to give props my horse Triple M's Cody Ray. Who is the best paint horse on hooves. Also got to give props to my new horse who is a black rocky mountain horse named Bearly A Kodiak who has never shown before and he was in the top 15% of the challange.

  Remember boys and girls you too could have a winning horse, if you need a trainer ~ Triple M Farms~.

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Monday, August 06, 2007

2nd Cowboy Challange
Current mood: accomplished

So there was another Cowboy Up Challange, (read other blog to find about the 1st one)( I placed 2nd in that one) Well this saturday I went to it their were 20 or so people and I got 1st on/with my paint Triple M's Cody Ray "Cody". And not just bearly I smoked them I had by 30 points. !! Oh yeah how about a Cowgirl UP challange. The next one should be called that. Yeah baby thats what the Triple M  horses do. So remember if you need a horse trained and I have openings call me.

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Sunday, July 15, 2007

Just A Dog?? You Just dont get it.
Current mood: blah

From time to time, people tell me, "lighten up, it's just a dog," or, "that's a lot of money for just a dog." They don't understand the distance traveled, the time spent, or the costs involved for "just a dog."

 Some of my proudest moments have come about with "just a dog." Many hours have passed and my only company was "just a dog," but I did not once feel slighted.

Some of my saddest moments have been brought about by "just a dog," and in those days of darkness, the gentle touch of "just a dog" gave me comfort and reason to overcome the day.

If you, too, think it's "just a dog," then you will probably understand phrases like "just a friend," "just a sunrise," or "just a promise."

 "Just a dog" brings into my life the very essence of friendship, trust, and pure unbridled joy.

 "Just a dog" brings out the compassion and patience that make me a better person.

Because of "just a dog", I will rise early, take long walks and look longingly to the future. So for me and folks like me, it's not "just a dog" but an embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future, the fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment.

"Just a dog" brings out what's good in me and diverts my thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day.

I hope that someday they can understand that it's not "just a dog", but the thing that gives me humanity and keeps me from being "just a man or woman."

So the next time you hear the phrase "just a dog" just smile... because they "just don't understand."

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Tuesday, June 05, 2007

For my Cop, my Best Friend, my Hero...my Husband
Current mood: loved
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

WHAT IS A POLICEMAN MADE OF?

HE, OF ALL MEN, IS AT ONCE THE MOST NEEDED AND THE MOST UNWANTED.

HE IS A STRANGELY NAMELESS CREATURE WHO IS "SIR" TO HIS FACE AND "FUZZ" BEHIND HIS BACK.

IF THE POLICEMAN IS NEAT, HE'S CONCEITED; IF HE IS CARELESS, HE IS A BUM.

IF HE'S PLEASANT, HE'S A FLIRT; IF HE'S NOT HE'S A GROUCH.

IF HE HURRIES, HE'S CARELESS; IF HE'S DELIBERATE, HE'S LAZY.

HE MUST BE FIRST TO AN ACCIDENT AND INFALLIBLE WITH A DIAGNOSIS.

HE MUST BE ABLE TO START BREATHING, STOP BLEEDING, TIE SPLINTS AND, ABOVE ALL, BE SURE THE VICTIM GOES HOME WITHOUT A LIMP, OR EXPECT TO GET SUED.

THE POLICE OFFICER MUST KNOW EVERY GUN, DRAW ON THE RUN, AND HIT WHERE IT DOESN'T HURT.

HE MUST BE ABLE TO WHIP TWO MEN TWICE HIS SIZE AND HALF HIS AGE WITHOUT DAMAGING HIS UNIFORM AND WITHOUT BEING "BRUTAL".

THE POLICEMAN MUST BE A MINISTER, A SOCIAL WORKER, A DIPLOMAT, A TOUGH GUY, AND A GENTLEMAN.

AND OF COURSE HE'LL HAVE TO BE A GENIUS....FOR HE'LL HAVE TO FEED A FAMILY ON A POLICEMAN'S SALARY.

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Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Barrel Racers Prayer
Current mood: calm

Barrel Racers Prayer
Lord, I might seem so little
Sitting up here all alone
Astride the moutain of a horse
You made of muscle, of bone.
But, together we're a team, Lord
With one goal in mind,
To make it around the cloverleaf
In record breaking time.
Please, keep my horse surefooted,
Let me hang on to my quirt.
Racing around those barrels
With one stirrup in the dirt.
As we make that last runaround
And we quickly race for horme.
Win or lose, record or not,
With You we're never alone.
I thank You for being there,
Keeping my horse and me safe
And Lord, With Your Divine help,
We will compete in our next race

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Tuesday, April 24, 2007

For thoes of you who wonder why I do what I do .
Current mood: creative
Category: Pets and Animals

The below was gave to me by one of my best friends who happens to be my mother in law. This was found on ther internet, and may help all of you who wonder why i ride and compete, when you see me limp into work, or the store. This girl knew what she was talking about

 

I ride. That feels like such a simple statment. However ,as many woman who ride know its really a complicated matter. It has to do power and empowerment. Being able to do things you might have once considered out of reach or ability.

I have considered this as I shovlel manure, fill waters barrels in the cold rain, wait for the vet/farrier/electrican/hay delivery, change a flat tire on a horse trailer along side of a freeway, or cool a gelding out before getting down to buissness of a cold beer after a long ride.

The time, money the effort it takes to ride calls for dedication. At least I call it dedication. Both of my ex-husbands call it the "sickness". Its a sickness I've had since
I was a small girl bouncing my model hotrses and dreaming of the day I would ride a real horse. Most of the woman I ride with understand the meaning of "the sickness". Its not a sport its not a hobby. Its what we do and in some ways, who we are aswoman and human beings.

I ride. I hook up my trailer and load my gelding.  I ride to some trailhead some where, unload, saddle, whistle up my dog, and I ride. I breath the air, watch the sunlight filter through the trees and savor the movement of my horse. My shoulders relax. A smile rides my sunscreen slathered face. I pull my ball cap down and let the real world fade into the tracks my horse leaves in the dust.

Time Slows.Flying insects buzz loudly, looking like faries. My gelding flicks his ears and moves down the trail. I can smell his sweat and its perfume to my senses. Time Slows. the rythm of the walk and the movement of the leaves becomes my focus. My saddle creaks and the leather in my hand softens with the warmth.

I consider the simple statment; I ride. I think of all I do because I ride. Climb granite slabs, wade into a freezing lake, race a friend through the manzanita all the while laughing and feeling my heart in my chest. Other days just the act of mounting and dismounting can be a real accomplishment, Still I ride. No matter how tired or how much my seat bones or any og the numerous horse related injuries hurt. I ride And I feel better for doing so.

The beauty I've seen because I ride amazes me. I've ridden out to find lakes tthat remainfor the most part, unseen. Caves dark and cold beside rivers full and rolling are the scenes I see in my dreams. The granite stairway at Echo Summit, bald eagles on the wing and the bobcats on nthe prowl add to the empowerment and the joy in my heart.

 I think of the people, moslty woman, I've met. I consider how competent they all are. Not a weenie amongst the bunch. We haul 40 ft rigs. We back into tight spaces without clipping a tree. We sat up camp. Tend to the horses We cook and keep safe. We undersatbnd and love our companions, the horse. We respect each other and thoes we meet on the trail. We know that if you out there riding you also shovel, fill, and doctor. Your hands are a little rough and you travel with out make up or hair gel. You do with out to afford "the sickness" and proably, when you were a small girl you bounced a model horse while you dreamed of riding a real one. Now you are there. I ride. 

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Friday, April 06, 2007

Cowboy Challange
Current mood: cheerful

SO I went to a cowboy challange hosted by the Greenfield or is it Greenville? Saddle club, they had it at a mud truckin racin lot. I was last weekend it was kinda cold and windy there were about 50 riders and horses there. My mother in  law went with me. I took Cody my paint barrel horse and she took Montana her mustang horse she used to compete in trail on. It had a bunch of obsticlae you chad to do and the more persise and faster the better i was the 4th to go and hung on to the first place postion untill the 4th to the end rider Randy Literall. He beat me my 2 POINTS Having said that i was the only person to do the bonus obsticle completely though. And the part that cost me 5 points was all my fault, i got my thumb stuck on the log drag and had to drop the rope, costing me 5 points. So in a nut shell my horse was fairly flawless so i ended with second (still paid my entree fees, lunch , gas and than some with the prize money.) My mother in law got 4th and a lady got 3rd. So in a nut shell sounds like it should have been a cowgirkl challange, caue us women were outweighed by mainly guys at this competion.

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Friday, January 19, 2007

My new Truck
Current mood: happy

Thants right, I got a new truck in november. An awsome 2006 F250 Super Duty 4x4. Is red, i just put my Counrty Girl Sticker on the tail gate. Its got some awsome power lots o horses under the hood.. Ir pulls a horse trailer like it ain't nuttin. This truck is fucking hott. I order my "silly cowboy, trucks are for girls". and my barrel racing and pole bending stickers. It sits so high i have to climb up in it! I ordered som step and cab lights for it also. I caught this and my other truck (R.I.P. Rex) from Wright automotive. Shane also jsut purchased a chrysler crossfire from there we have bought 3 vehicled in 7 months there. they rock look under my friends list for Andrew he will help you with anything you may need car/truck wise.

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Wednesday, November 01, 2006

My poor truck!!
Current mood: depressed

So antonw who knows mw knows I love my 2001 V8 heavy half dodge Ram 1500, that I bought in july to relive the burden from my 1989 F150 heavy 1/2. Well upon getting my job at cingular I had to go do a drug screening, befor starting starting on Nov 13th. So here I was at 12:03 p.m turning onto 55 south via tornonto road. When I had a green arrow and a young girl blows through the intersection going 60 miles per hour and pretty much head on hits me pushing my motor and almost through the floor board. and shrinking my trucks front end too 3 feet shorter. She was driving a 93 mercury sable. we both ended up going to the hospital and i have a chest contusion from air bag. Also totally out my baby ny poor truck I loved that truck it had ny 5th wheel and my my barrel racing decals and pole bending decals.

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Monday, September 25, 2006

15 police commandments
Current mood: giggly

The following 15 Police Comments were taken off actual police car videos around the country.

#15 "Relax, the handcuffs are tight because they're new. They'll stretch out after you wear them awhile."

#14 "Take your hands off the car, and I'll make your birth certificate a worthless document."

#13 "If you run, you'll only go to jail tired."

#12 "Can you run faster than 1200 feet per second? In case you didn't know, that is the average speed of a 9mm bullet fired from my gun."

#11 "So you don't know how fast you were going. I guess that means I can write anything I want on the ticket, huh?"

#10 "Yes, Sir, you can talk to the shift supervisor, but I don't think it will help. Oh ... did I mention that I am the shift supervisor?"

#9 "Warning! You want a warning? O.K., I'm warning you not to do that again or I'll give you another ticket."

#8 "The answer to this last question will determine whether you are drunk or not. Was Mickey Mouse a cat or a dog?"

#7 "Fair? You want me to be fair? Listen, fair is a place where you go to ride on rides, eat cotton candy, and step in monkey DOO."

#6 "Yeah, we have a quota. Two more tickets and my wife gets a toaster oven."

#5 "In God we trust, all others! we run through NCIC."

#4 "Just how big were those two beers?"

#3 "No sir we don't have quotas anymore. We used to have quotas but now we're allowed to write as many tickets as we want."

#2 "I'm glad to hear the Chief of Police is a good personal friend of yours. At least you know someone who can post your bail."

And.................... THE BEST ONE !!!!!!!

#1 "You didn't think we give pretty women tickets? .. You're right, we don't. Sign here.

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