It excites me that no matter how much machinery replaces the horse, the work it can do is still measured in horsepower.....even in this space age. And although a riding horse often weighs half a ton, and a big drafter a full ton, either can be led about by a piece of string if he has been wisely trained. This to me is a constant source of wonder, and challenge.
~Marguret Henry
~Marguret Henry
Life: Thanks to all who have called, emailed, or Facebooked me asking me how I am and encouraging me to be brave. I am doing well. The procedure was quick and uncomplicated and I remember absolutely nothing. I felt nothing. As a matter of fact, except for a tad bit of nausea and a twinge of stomach pain, I am fine.
The doctor did find a "red" spot on the lining of my stomach (isn't your whole stomach red on the inside?!?) which he biopsied to make sure it wasn't an infection in the lining. He also biopsied the small intestines to determine once and for all if I have Celiac disease (which I don't think I do. You know, since I have a M.D. behind my name. *snort*) Regardless of what that test says, the GI still thinks I have some sort of food allergy that I may never figure out. The allergist, however, disagrees and says there is no way an allergy of any sort can make my eosiniphils that high. So, go figure. I will wait for test results (which may take up to a month) and then fill you in on what they say.
In other news, Brian, the kids, and I were walking in the mall the other day and we passed a nail salon. Around here (don't know if this holds true for everywhere) most (99.9%) of nail salons are owned, operated, and staffed by people of Asian, Far Eastern, or Vietnamese descent. As we were walking by, Ladybug looked into the nail salon, named Chic Nails, and this is the conversation that ensued:
Ladybug: Hey Mom, I think we should go in the Chinc salon to get our nails done.
Me: (mouth gaping open, aghast at the racial slur just thrown from my baby's mouth): What did you just say?!?
Ladybug (looking a bit nervous after seeing my reaction): We should get our nails done in the Chinc salon.
Me (noticing the sign with the name of the salon): Oh! *giggle*. Hey Brian, did you hear what your daughter just said?
Brian: smiles and nods his head when I repeat what LB just said.
Ty (acting all superior): Ladybug, it doesn't say Chinc salon, it says Chick salon!
Me: *guffaw* Uuuuh, *no* it is not Chick salon either! It is Chic (pronounced "sheek") Salon!
Kids (laughing): OHHHHHHH!
Ty (serious): I was wondering why there were men in there if it was a chick salon!
Me: *rolling eyes*
Lord help me.
About the Pictures: The other night the farrier came out to take care of our horses' hooves. With his permission, I shot some photos while he worked. He asked if I would make him famous. Well, Drew, not quite famous, but a little bit more known... Everyone, say hello to Drew!
All the pics are of Drew working on J.C., our stallion Clydesdale. We are thankful for Drew because there are not many farriers who are willing to work on draft horses. Their feet are so large and heavy that most farriers don't want anything to do with them. J.C. is such a good boy, he just stands there and allows Drew to do his thing. Notice the size of J.C.'s feet. HUGE! Also take a look at the last picture...Drew is about my height, 5 feet 8 inches. Look at the hips of big boy...right up to Drew's head. Yeah, J.C. is a large creature. If you see this, Drew, thank you for taking care of my baby boys!
Weigh In: Tell me about a time either you or your kids used a bad word or a racial slur by accident.
12 comments:
aren't you glad no one heard Ladybug but you guys? whew.
My daughter yelled out the F-word one day at the grocery store...she was just singing and saying funny words that all started with F - and out it came (Ficky, Fikey, Fookey,....and then it). And yes - there was an older horror-striken woman who shot me the evil eye. My daughter didn't know what she was saying. but, I was embarrassed.
Drew has some BIG hooves to do!!!
Hello, Drew!! You are famous now :-) I'm glad you consented to have Tracey point her camera at you - she is a fabulous photographer, and so your pics are in great company!
And hooray for more JC pics. J'adore Clydesdales; they are such beautiful animals. If you look up "gentle giant" in the dictionary, I'd bet you'd see a pic of a Clydesdale :-)
Great story about the accidental slur/redfaced moment. To the Question du Jour, I hope it's OK that I'm telling this story:
It happened years ago, when my little sister was very young (like about 4 or 5). She and my mom were getting on an elevator, and before the doors closed, a little person (or dwarf, not sure which) got on board. My sister, ever talkative and curious, looked up at my mom and said "Mama, look! That man is growing back to be a baby again!"
My mom just about died, and they hustled off the elevator ASAP. The man was very nice about it, and there was absolutely no malice intended of course; it was a case of a bright, caring, curious child interpreting something she had never seen before. But it was "one of those" moments that ends up in the family lore.
Now that is funny. My 2 y-o niece just dropped the f-bomb. Perfectly used. In Wild Oats with her mother. Glad I wasn't there. Did you get your nails done?
Hilarious! It reminds me of when we were younger and my little sister called our vacation condo a condom. Hehe! It still makes me laugh and we still trot that gem out at family get togethers! :)
One of these days I have to come and just run my hands all over that big boy's body! (JC's! lol!!)
And out of the mouths of babes! Any of us with kids have had that happen! Too cute!
Great photos! I can't imagine maintaining those ginormous hooves!
Great LB story!
My most embarrassing moment (yes, there are many) came at a time when I was trying to make a name for myself in the corporate world. I enjoyed friendly conversation with everybody and occasionally would stand up to present some of my better (always G-rated) jokes. On this particular day the joke de jour was of the OJ Simpson variety. It wasn't until I saw the aghast faces of all my African-American co-workers that I realized that the punchline of "You're going to the Can-Koon" wasn't referring to Mexico!
Those are some big hooves! It looks like he's using a stand to rest the hoof on in one of the pictures...
I don't really have any good racial slur stories. My baby said the word "crap" the other day and I had to give her the mom look. It just doesn't sound right coming out of her mouth.
HI DREW!
Glad to read you are coping well! Keep those spirits HIGH!
HI DREW!
And what a cute story about LB! lol
HI DREW!
Love the horse pics! What does JC stand for? Did I miss that somewhere? I only ask because our dog has the same name. And everyone INACCURATELY assumes it's representative of Jesus Christ. lol In the negative manner of course. Sheesh! If we thought that way, I would have never agreed to the name! lol
Whew - glad that procedure is over with and that it was virtually painless.
JC is a beautiful horse, a little intimidating, but beautiful.
I don't remember so much any racial slurs coming from my kids, but I do remember one time we entered the Hollywood Video store and a dwarf was working behind the counter and Casey said matter of factly in a somewhat loud tone, "look mom, there is a kid working here!".
Hi Drew, you do good work. When my Tracy was about 7 we went to Va, camping and while we were riding past some big beautiful Old Mansions, some black workers were cutting the grass and Tracy yelled out..."Look Mom, they have Slaves to cut the grass"
Glad to be updated on your medical status. :) I'm hoping you get the results you want. :)
And that horse is amazing! I see the Clydes so rarely that I often forget how big they really are! Magnificent animals!
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