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Throwback Thursday ~ Ponies!

It's no surprise to most people that my love of horses has been nothing short of an obsession. I have countless horse books I've collected over the years and about the same number of Breyer figurines. My living room and kitchen is decorated with horses; from figurine/statues, to pictures, to a giant fabric wall hanging.

I've never been lucky enough to own a horse but that hasn't stopped me from getting as close to as many as I can over the years.

These pictures were taken Christmas 1991, which would have put me at age 11. We had gone up to visit my Grandparents for Christmas and the neighbor, knowing my love of horses, invited me over for a little bit. The little paint filly was named Maggie but the name of the sorrel I rode escapes me.




Even from a young age, horses have been my passion and I WILL have one in my care one day. :-D

An Interview with an Artist

Catherine at Wild at Art, who did the amazing graphite portrait of Rio for me, graciously agreed to an interview.


1. Tell us a little about yourself: What got you interested in art? Have you taken any art classes?
I am self-taught, though I did attend the Art Institute of Pittsburgh for one year to study commercial art. I spent countless hours studying on my own at museums, zoos and just observing pets to learn anatomy and how to draw different animals.
2. What or who inspired you to become and artist?
My earliest memory, at about age 3, is of drawing a horse so I must have been born to be an artist! :-)

3. How long have you been creating?
My whole life....I started out drawing then later taught myself colored pencils, oil painting and pastels. I have even played a bit with sculpture and would like to do more of that someday.
4. Do you have an art role model?
I admire many artists who work in many different mediums from photography to glass to painting and everything in-between. I respect and…

Fashion Sense

I was looking through an Allure magazine earlier today, a high fashion magazine geared toward today's woman.

I flipped through the pages and pages of advertisements.....b/c apparently that's what the magazine is mostly about.

I saw pages for clothing choices; pants, dresses, jackets, smocks, capes and so on.
Pages of makeup; lipstick, eyeliner, shadow, blush and countless facial creams to hide wrinkles and dark spots, to cover blemishes and fine lines.
Pages for hair care; shampoos and conditioners, creams and sprays.
Then there were pages for accessories; shoes, hats, purses (or bags), sunglasses, watches, bracelets, necklaces and bangles, hair clips and barrettes.
And the whole time I looking through these pages, save for a handful of items, I discovered something......
I discovered that I have absolutely NO fashion sense....
at least according to this magazine.
Some of these items of clothing were downright hideous. I literally cringed when I saw them. Gaudy clothing. Baggy…

Watch Out Road! Chris is Driving Age!

Ack! Scary thought.

And while we're on the subject of him turning 16 (!!); when the heck did THAT happen??!!

Just a couple of days ago, he was so small and tiny, he fit in my arms! Now tho, he towers over me and can literally look down at me.

Oh well.

Can't really do anything about his age but for the height problem, I guess I could wear 12 inch heels around him. Haha.

This past Saturday was his birthday. On Wednesday we took a trip to Six Flags as his big gift. He was quite alright with that gift. :-)

I didn't take many pictures and the few I did get were crappy cell phone pics. So, as most of my Six Flags posts work out, it'll be links to the rides with a few pictures scattered throughout. :-D

First ride we rode was the Dahlonega Mine Train. Chris and I got to ride first, so I was able to get a picture of John and McKayla.....well, McKayla was too tiny to see and she was also hunkered down next to Daddy.....apparently she didn't care much for the ride during the …

Furry Friday ~ Graphite Portrait

Today's Furry Friday post is a bit of a cheat. Y'all have seen this picture before and in fact, it's the same picture that is on the top left of my blog. I took this picture last year, trying out my new camera, and it has quickly become one of my favorites of Rio.

This picture:


And my reason for sharing it again?

My dear friend Vanessa, has given me a wonderful gift: a commissioned graphite picture from the above picture!

The artist, Catherine at Wild at Art was kind enough to let me share the progression shots with you. I've included my "watermark" with her permission.


and the final product:

And just for comparison, the original above the finished graphite and enlarged for you to see the detail:

Catherine did a wonderful job! She captured his soulful eyes, his sweet expression and look at that detail on his nose! I can't wait to have it in my hand, and it already has a place in my dining room. Eventually, I hope to get a graphite portrait done of Katie …

Why Moms Shouldn't Be Fat

I ran across this poem that The Diaries of a Wimpy Mom wrote and wanted to share with y'all.

Why Moms Shouldn't Be Fat.
The bending the lifting, the ups and the downs. The rocking and shh-ing, the fixing of frowns. Of all the things that I do with this bod, I should look nothing less than a chiseled Greek god.
Bringing in all of the groceries alone, Up the stairs, down the stairs - where is my phone??? How many times do I take this from you? The plunger's off limits, the TP is too!
Why did I put my mixing bowl there? Better climb up the counter, or pull up a chair. Using the muscles I didn't know of, To reach Lightening McQueen, by that old piece of grub.
You ate a hot Cheeto? Oh great, here it comes. Wait for the dipaer that will be "the runs". Hauling out trash bags that reek of old poop. Hoisting it into the dump full of goop.
Pulling you in your red wagon each day, And just as I stop you yell, "Mom! Go that way!" Coming home tired and wanting to rest, Is just such …

Wisdom

I ran across this on a blog called Exercise Finished and even though it started out pertaining to the graduating class of 2014, the author then tweaked it a bit to fit dog training but I think it could go even further and pertain to everyday living.

WISDOM
I initially wrote this as a newspaper column focused on advice for the high school graduating class of 2014. Then I tweaked it a little for dog folk.


Welcome To The Real World (Of Dog Training)

Follow your passion. Don't do something just because everybody else is doing it.
Not everyone you meet is going to be supportive and encouraging. Most will, but a few won't be able to think beyond their own insecurities. Don't take it personally. Grudges are just one more thing you have to haul around and if you're involved in dog sports, you've already got enough gear to schlepp.
Every time someone is rude or downright nasty to you, pay it forward by doing something nice for someone else. Especially people you don't even kn…

Mini-Vacation ~ Traveling Home Woes

Dun, dun, dunnnn. What an ominous sounding title, huh.
Wednesday (7-9) was the day we had to leave Mema and Papa's after a lovely few days visiting and one hiccup.

We got a late start b/c Sonny (my Step-Dad) had a doctor's appointment that required my mom to be his chauffeur home and I didn't want to leave Papa home alone after having a house full of people for a few days.

Just call me Mrs. Softie.

Anyway, after a few tears, hugs and promises to return again soon and my last sight being of Papa sitting in one of the patio chairs looking so tiny and alone, it was time to load up in the Kia and head back to Tennessee.

It was about 1ish when we left but our motto was the same; just arrive safely. It didn't really matter what time we made it home, just as long as we made it.

About 30 minutes from Mema and Papa's, just a mile from the freeway we needed, we took a wrong turn. That wrong turn ended up being a Godsend.


Ok, so we had missed our turn and HAD to turn right, …

Furry Friday ~ Sleepy Critters

Cameo. My physco kitty. So loveable one moment, biting the next b/c you were petted in the "wrong spot". Never a dull moment with you.



My dear, sweet old gal Katie. My heart aches knowing my days are limited with you but I'm cherishing every moment God lets you stay. Sleeping with your eyes open dreaming of the days when you were younger and your body cooperated with you more.


Rio. My sweet, loveable, goofy blue guy. Dealing with summer time allergies turns you into a hot mess, but we deal with it the best way we know how.


Peaches. Sister of Cameo. Fluffy, fuzzy, tickle my nose kitty. You insist on sleeping practically in my face and drool all over my shirt.

My animals may get on my nerves but I wouldn't change any of them for the world. They may make me work more cleaning up after them but that's the price I gladly pay to have the companionship, love and laughter they give me daily.

Mini-Vacation ~ Day III

Tuesday (7-8), our 2nd and last full day at Mema and Papa's, started out much the same as Monday; I took pictures of the horses and the go-cart was brought out.

However, other things we had planned; swimming and playing at the playground, didn't quite work out as planned. Instead, John, McKayla and I ended up spending the afternoon at the Urgent Care Clinic.

I'm getting a head of myself though. First off, pictures and then the story.





This time I succeeded in getting proof that *I* rode the go-cart too. :-) McKayla told me at one point that she liked it better when *I* drove b/c I'd take her over the old vegetable garden full of rutts and bumps that would jostle us around. Haha.

Mini-Vacation ~ Day II

Monday (7-7), our first full day at Mema and Papa's dawned early. We didn't have much planned, just relaxing around the house and recuperating from our 6+ hour road trip the day before
I walked around the yard, camera in hand once again, snapping pictures. With horses next door, I was drawn to them. I remember spending hours just watching the horses and daydreaming when I was younger. The owner had even put in a set of stairs that went over the fence and I'd sit there reading books and talking to the horses. Ah, memories. :-)



I was pleased when I was able to catch this gal rolling around. I wish I had my camera on continuous shot, but if I had tried to put it on that setting, I would have missed her rolling all together. So I made this "video" of the clips. :-) (If it doesn't work, let me know and I'll post the pictures.)

After spending a few minutes with the horses, I walked back to the driveway as Papa and John brought out the go-cart. They checked the…