He's HOME!

Yesterday, at 12-28-06 at 11:30 a.m. My sweet boy came home, by the Sweet Grace of my Heavenly Father, Dear Jesus and Holy Spirit, all of whom have kept me sane and safe since that horrible incident three years ago where I came in contact with three very horrible women who changed my life.

God help any person who tries to take this horse from me.




Diane had come over to watch the event. I thought it was only fair because she had found the horse for me, and was so excited for me throughout the whole waiting process of trying to get him. She was showing me a pic of a foal on her cellphone that she took of a lady that lives a road over, and I saw it, then looked up and they had pulled up. Needless to say, I gave it a glance then darted off the porch!


















This is the first pic of him that I took here. I wanted to get him where he was looking out this side, but as soon as I walked up, he turned his head. He was wide eyed and afraid, bless his heart.


















This is when they were getting ready to unload him from the trailer. They had untied him and he had turned around on his own. It's good to know that I now also have a horse that will trailer and ride good, too!























This is where he's being led to the feild. The girls were closed off on the small feild, thank God. *Nods*



















This is the last pic that I took while David was leading him to the feild. He was nervous and a little jumpy, but nothing really bad!

















Now I know, that anything in the world can happen. Accidents happen, illnesses happen, thefts happen. God can intend for me to keep this horse for a week, a month, a year, or two decades. What time I have with this horse, I am very greatful for. I hope he and I are together for a very long while, enjoying trail rides and the occasional ranch horse show.

This is a weird one

Right now, Jeff's closed up in the bathroom, putting on a second coat of paint on the trim. We've got to fit a piece of vinyl under the washer and dryer here next. Daddy's yelling at cats in the livingroom.

Auto. You were right. ;)


Last night I dreamt that there was a hedge between this house and the house next door. (The house that's close to us, not the other house) Momma had asked Jeff to trim the hedge, to which he enthusiastically agreed to do so. He trimmed down the front face of the hedge facing our house and was just as proud of his work as he could be. Then, for some reason, he climbed into a barn in the feild next to us, that was located behind my lean to. But this barn was really old. I was standing in the yard, asking him what he was doing, but every now and then, my eye would shift over to the neighbors house, and I could see a curtain moving back and forth, then I saw the wife grab a gun, so I hollar for her really loudly, and tell her Jeff's in there and he's just trimming the hedge.

Then, I dreamt that they had finally abandoned Alabama. This is still in the hedge clipping dream, btw. I was sitting in my truck where I had been standing talking to Jeff when he was trimming the hedge in the barn, but I had my laptop. He had gone back to KY but had discovered the internet and had been sending me all these forms to fill out. Normally, you send personal surveys and stuff like you get from friends in emails, but he was going overboard sending out all kinds of these just.. -huge- forms for me to fill out. But they were already filled out. So I didn't bother with them.

Then, I was in the bathtub on my laptop, and for some reason, I turned the water on, I guess to heat up the water in the tub, and I realized that the laptop was now under water, but I was watching the dream from outside the tub and the laptop was the only thing -in- the tub, and it began to smoke and smolder and I knew that I had lost it, so I jerked the plug out of it right fast, and lifted it up and opened it and the screen was cracked and I was devistated. I got into my bedroom and it was mostly bare, this desk was pulled away from the wall because I hadn't put it up where it was supposed to go yet, and I was going to have to use my usb to get online, because this comp didn't have an ethernet card.

I'm a little worried. I'm not scared or even terrified yet, but I believe my Mom is trying to show symptoms of M.S. Starting with a headache she's had for weeks, dizziness that she won't tell me she's had for how long, and the right side of her tongue going numb.

I just pray that it's stress and exhaustion.

Auto told me M.S. isn't a death sentence. I sure hope she's right.

*Sighs*

Can we say "Ouch"?

This above image is of my right foot. I have the outside of my right foot turned up so you can see from the sole to just below the ankle bone. The little purple circle indicates where the nail went in at the sole of my foot, the yellow indicates where it came out. Nice huh?




























This is the nail that went -through- my foot. That is my thumb, weird as it looks because I was trying to get my camera to actually take a clear pic of something fairly close to it.



















For a better comparison, here is the nail next to a bic lighter. Yeah, pretty much the whole bloomin thing went through my foot. Thank God not through the sole of my foot, but still. When it happened, it didn't really hurt. What hurt the most was wrenching that board there off the bottom of my foot, and for a brief moment, I understood what it felt like for a horse to have a shoe pulled, save for the nails aren't in their -flesh-.

The sad part is, as I was fighting zoe off the porch, as it was 72 degrees outside (70 during the incident which weirdly, afterwards, raised two degrees) I laid eyes on this straggling peice of debris. It came from the bathroom door where Jeff and I took out the old door and frame and I helped him put up a new one. In all fairness, he did most of the work, but I still helped. I was trying to take the dogs out two minutes after forcing her off the porch, looked at this laying on the step outside, tried to get Sweetie out when the fattening hog decided she wanted -back- on the porch, fighting me so hard that I had to push the door open, step outside and fight her back. Except when I stepped outside, I stepped full on the nail, with aggrivation behind the said step.

Starry Starry Night!

Just came inside from taking the dogs out.

This.

Was.

So.

COOL.

2:15 or so a.m., I'm stepping off the porch with Ebby, Sweetie and Bree and was just walking outside. I cast a glance at my neighbors house and see a short quick flash of light. I think to myself, "Cool. Shooting star!" I walk on out into the front yard, to the road that is -ever- too close to my house and cast my eyes up towards the left. Or, northeast of where I was standing. Another longer flash of light that curved. I went nuts! I thanked God enthusiastically over what I was seeing! My first ever meteor shower! Then, as I continued to gaze up to the sky while the dogs picked and piddled, taking their time, there was another one! Right above my head! Longer this time and still curved with the atmosphere! This was so amazing!

Thank you, Lord! It was -awesome-! <3

Edit: The next night, when I took the dogs out again, there was one more that was right over my head and I got to see it. Thank you, Lord! That is -neeeeaat-!

More dreams

I had busy dreams again last night. I don't really remember much of them, save for we (Una Shane and I) were in this like, village place. I think we lived there. It wasn't an old fashioned village, but it would be called one by today's standards. Small with a fair bit of people. Anyway. One thing I remember, was that Shane was taking me somewhere on the bike. I was riding on the back and I think he was taking me out of town so I could leave or something. And then, I remember walking into this resturant like place, kind of like Ryan's, and I worked there, but I didn't want to be working there. And I got into trouble for something, I think for being late. And John Goodman and his family was there, I could hear his voice. And I remember that I wanted spaghetti, so I put two slices of pizza on my plate and they would serve as garlic bread.

I don't really recall most of the dream, but what I can remember, it was dark and I felt out of place. It wasn't what I was used to and I felt that I didn't belong.

The phone rang, woke me up and I went back to sleep. Those dreams were busy too, and when I can remember them, I'll edit this entry and post them. They don't feel as if they are too far away from my memory. Maybe something today will help trigger them.

110!!

Whoooo hoooo! My boy `Kouga just hit level 110! *Dance*

I want to blog this dream before I forget it.


It started out with Diane and I going to visit Larry, who is selling me Dok. Now, we had gone to his place, but for some reason, he lived either in Kentucky or Canada, and he only came down to Tn for horse shows. We were at his place but Diane and I were looking at a sattelite view of his place, trying to find it, and we couldn't agree on where he lived. I thought I had found it, but she said it wasn't it, and we looked some more on the sattelite view and she found it in a town called Russle. We pulled it in closer and I said, "Ah ha, you were right. See that road there with the houses?" And she said "And see that wooden bridge? You road on that before." And the view was really clear and we could really pull in close.

Now, there was more going on in that dream that I can remember, I just remember that as we were leaving, she had told me that Larry had seperated Dok from the other heard and had put him in with green 7 year olds. I was thinking in the dream that that was wrong, because 2 year olds are green where 7 year old horses are a little more stable. She also said that they had beaten poor Dok up a bit and that he had lost some weight, but that was something that she wanted to see, that that was a good sign. I wanted to disagree, but I didn't say anything, because as we turned a corner, as she was driving, I spot Dok. I roll down the window and call out to him "Hey Baby boy! How do you like coming home with me?" And immediatly I was embarassed because I realized that the horse had little to no tail because he was an Appaloosa. (Some Appaloosa's have very little to no tails, it goes back to very old breeding).

We come back and we're at Grandma's house. This is the second dream I had since last night when I fell asleep in my chair, that we were at Grandma's house. It was a bit different too, but it was still there. I don't know who else was at the house, but Diane, her oldest granddaughter and I were there, and her daughter knocks at the door. Now, Diane headed towards Grandma's bedroom to hide, because she hated her daughters husband, but she always made a point of leaving the room when he came to show him that she wasn't trucking with him, but I said something like, "It's your daughter!" as she was leaving and Diane said, "Well, she's already heard you." I think she wanted to protect the granddaughter, but I'm not sure.

At the end of the dream, Daddy, Einstein and Tanner pulled up in Big Fluffy and we were going to go somewhere, I don't know where, but they wanted to look at something, so I think I got into the truck and went with them. Sooo weird, but that dream was full of symbolism.


The dream I had last night in my chair was something too. I'm going to copy and paste it from where I told it to Una to save time.


Me (10:29:44 PM): Hi. I was asleep dreaming I was andy griffeth and we lived at Grandma's house and he was the doctor instead of sherriff.

Her (10:32:57 PM): 0.0 That is a very bizarre dream. Was barney in it?

Me (10:35:53 PM): No.. but I'm remembering more now. Before that, we, momma and I, were at this place that sold lawnmowers and we were looking at these high priced ones, but Momma already had one, but I wanted to see how big it was, so I was trying to compare it to the big john deere they had, but it was beat up, but still expensive. Then, I guess I got a new job or something, or found a new place, but this -gorgeous- guy fell in love with me there. I'm starting to think it was at Carla's pizza place, and we were doing a fund raiser, that's what it was, taking food to this place so they could process it, and this guy worked there and he was older, but sexy as all get out, and he fell in love with me, fat and all, and sent me roses and I won some kind of worker of the hour there, and then, what woke me up, was I was making fun of Tohru, and calling her ugly and you said she she turned her butt ugly back to us, she looked just like her sexy sister. And I woke up.

Me (10:36:53 PM): I dreamt though, while I was andy griffeth, that I was also me, too, and I was throwing spider egg sacks into a camp fire we were having at Grandma's house and they would explode and the guy I was replacing was a real nervous case and couldn't wait to leave, or, he was replacing me so I could be sheriff, I think that's what it was now that I think of it.

Me (10:38:00 PM): We really liked the guy though, and I told him that he could find me anytime he needed me, because obviously, he had been to my house, which was Grandma's.

Her (10:39:21 PM): Whoo that sounds as complicated as one of mine.

Gifts and Snow

Dec. 1rst. Una sends me a copy of Harvest Moon: A wonderful life. I Loooooooooooooooooove it soooooo much! I haven't watched any tv since today, when I turned on Fatal Attraction. This game is sooooooooo addictive!















Dec. 2nd. Una sends me a foot tall action figure of NightCrawler. He looks soooo much like Alan Cumming, it's unreal! He's beautiful! I Looooooove him sooo much!




















Dec. 7th. Today, Momma called from work this morning and asked if I had looked outside. I asked, "Is it snowing?" She said "Yes! It's snowing sideways!" So I got some pics of that too. Thank God it snowed! Yay!

I dreamt of Grandma again last night

The dream was busy, that much I know, but I dreamt that either she had called Momma, or Momma had called her, this is after Grandma had died, and I feel that Grandma was wanting to check up on something here on this earth. With the flash of memory that I have after the dream, I see a white old brick building, made of the large stone, and people are walking away from it as if they are leaving it. They're wearing coats and seem to be in their own frame of mind, how people usually are after leaving a Church service, or furneral or wedding get together. The building was right close to a street.

Grandma appeared in the dream and I believe I first saw her at her house. She could see again. She could hear. She could speak and walk. Her hair was done up nice and she was like she was oh so many years ago, before the macular eye and the osteoperosis and the hearing loss. I hugged her tight and didn't want to let her go. We talked for a long time it seemed, and then Momma was on the phone with her for a -very- long time. I remember, after talking to Grandma on the phone as well, when I had handed it back to Momma, that I needed to ask Grandma something about what it was like to die. I was afraid of the asphixiation that would happen when you stopped breathing, afraid of being aware that you weren't breathing anymore. So Momma said, "Hold on, Mom, she wants the phone again." and handed it to me. So I asked Grandma

"Was it scary to die?" To which she replied in her way,

"Yes!"

I asked her why she was afraid. She told me that two strange people came to get her and they put on her a plane.

In life, Grandma was terrified to fly, I think they even passed up the chance of living in Hawaii or something like that, because she was terrified of flying.

When she told me that, I could see her on the plane, sitting with these two strangers, who were dressed up nice, but in a 50's style of nice, and she was sitting on the plane with them.

I don't think this was a contact dream like I had with my Grandpa. I think this is just my way of handling grief for her that I don't feel in my waking world, in my dream world. I serioiusly hope this wasn't a contact dream, I don't want to be afraid when I die.

The contact dream I had with Grandpa, I dreamt that we were in this old house, and the phone rang, it was a black rotary phone, and I answered it and it was him. I had forgotten exactly his voice until I had that dream. We talked on the phone for a long time until I had the thought to let him speak to Momma, who missed him. He spoke to all of us on the phone (Me, Momma and Daddy) and I asked for the phone back when Momma was done, and he was getting tired, I could tell when he got tired, the connection would get all staticky and what not. I asked him right quick, before we hung up, if animals went to Heaven. He told me, "God set aside a special place in Heaven for animals."

That made me feel better hearing that.