Losing The Up-To-Up-To-Side-To-Side Ropes: October 2010

Sunday, October 31, 2010

The Giant Eyeball strikes again...

...in cookie cake form.
(Muhahahahahaha!)

Happy Halloween!

Teddy looking left...

Teddy looking right...

One guess: Which of our three dogs actually enjoys playing dress up?
(Go Rangers!)

Friday, October 29, 2010

Riding in cars with coworkers...

My coworker nearly killed us both chasing down this car to get a photo of their license plate.

Yes, that is a personalize handicapped plate seemingly endorsing the sport of skydiving.

Tragically, we weren't in the right lane in order to chase down the van we saw moments latter with giant pieces of toast glued to each side.

Note to self: Brown bag it next week. Riding in cars with coworkers is a health hazard.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Da' boyz watching the World Series...

Let's go Rangers!

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Happy 25th Birthday, Pee-Wee...

Amy's "Ad-dam" bought her a music box that plays Masquerade from the Phantom of the Opera. Apparently, it was a big hit.
(See the oh-so literal tears of joy?!)

Many happy returns!

Friday, October 22, 2010

WOO-HOO RANGERS!

Guess who has a VERY happy husband?!

We had tickets for game seven, but I am so glad we won't have to use them!
WORLD SERIES HERE WE COME!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Have I mentioned that Trevor LOVES the Rangers?

Trevor is so nervous about the Rangers game this evening that he:

is doing random loads of laundry.

has sorted the mail, thrown away the junk and filed all the important stuff.

and has tidied up the kitchen.

If it weren't for all the frustrated yelling at the TV and nervous pacing around the house, I'd be sports-stressed Trevor's number one fan.

Monday, October 18, 2010

I pissed off karma...

First, I commented on Facebook about how happy I was that the State Fair was (finally) over.

Then, a couple of hours later, while walking back to the museum after lunch, a nail went through my shoe and into the bottom of my foot. Obviously, the State Fair isn't going away quietly this year.

Luckily, I am up to date on Tetanus, but I can't say the same for whatever post State Fair nastiness that was injected into my bloodstream.

Sigh.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Peaches...

Yesterday, Peaches the Pony had to be put down. She was in her early 30s.

I received Peaches for my fifth birthday, and named her after my favorite My Little Pony. At the time, my dad was still actively running cows on the ranch, and Peaches gave me something to do while mom and dad worried over the cattle.

Some of my favorite childhood memories were made on Peaches' back. I remember countless trail rides with my mom and Bessie Sue, and there was nothing better than getting to play cowgirl when my dad and grandfather decided to move the cows from one pasture to another.

Peaches made me a good horseback rider. She was hardheaded and would never miss an opportunity to steer me under low lying branches or take off at a sprint back towards the barn when she thought I wasn't paying attention. She also loved to roll - an activity that was all the more worthwhile if I was still on her back.

One of my greatest challenges as a child was to get Peaches to canter. It was nearly impossible. She would just trot faster and faster and faster. And her trot was a bouncy, gut wrenching mess. It took all of my five year old determination to hold on and continue to nudge her forward with my legs. She sure was a stubborn little thing.

In more than one way, Peaches embodied my childhood, and the ranch just won't be the same without her.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Happy Birthday, Trevor!

Have I mentioned that Trevor loves the Texas Rangers? He loves them so much in fact that he has been quoted as saying, "I will be happy if the Cowboys do not win another game all season as long as the Rangers make it to the World Series".

So imagine how giddy my husband was when his brother called him at 10:15 AM this morning to ask if we would like to go to the Rangers game this afternoon?! I've never seen Trevor so excited. Not only did he have a hard time selecting which Rangers' shirt to wear to the game (he has several choices), but he was in such a rush to get to the stadium before noon (for a 3 PM start) that he couldn't bare to fill his gas tank all the way up at the gas station on the way. He was a like a little kid on Christmas. It was very cute.

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