Anybody want a dog? She’s cute….

Woke up this morning to a dog on my couch. She knows better. She also knows better than to sit outside and bark, but do you think that stops her? Argh. We so need to get a new collar. Then I can at least zap her when she’s being rotten. So she’s back to being tied up at nights. I am not willing to compromise on the couch thing, and I need to be able to sleep, and I can’t sleep soundly if I’m always listening for her to get up there. She was being so good too.

I’ve found a second cure for morning sickness. Jack. Or maybe it’s the half hour hike through the bush to find him… Either way, I was feeling awful this morning and almost didn’t go over there. So glad I went though. Went for a nice little trail ride on Dwayne’s 10 year old gelding. He’s a nice horse, and been around enough to be settled. He’s gorgeous too, the first chestnut I’ve ever met that I liked. Unfortunately, he’s also possesive of the mares. So with 3 mares, a filly and Jack & Sorrely, Jack gets beat up. He’s got fur missing everywhere from where he’s been bitten. It’s kind of sad. But he settles down so fast when I pet him. He was jumpy all afternoon until I went to pet him after our ride. I love it.

We couldn’t find Jack yesterday. And there were some nice gouges in the dirt by the gate, and the gate was broken… So we were a bit worried that he’d got out. But while Dwayne was driving up & down the road to see if he could see him, I went way into the back corner of the pasture calling Jack. Pretty soon, he came barrelling out of the bush to see me. That was awesome. He has NEVER run to me, ever. He always just moseys like he wants to make sure it’s worth the effort. So he came running to me and to get some cuddles, but he didn’t want the halter on. We’re going to have to work on that a lot over the winter. It was like he just wanted to be comforted and know that not everyone is out to get him and then he was okay to go back to the bush again. Funny boy.

Anyway, very encouraging couple of days with Jack. And I had a really nice ride this afternoon even if I didn’t get to ride Jack.

Andrew’s working late the next week or so doing land spreading again. It’s a hassle for him, but I think he’s enjoying it. Change of scenery and all. He’s still home at a decent hour, so it’s not terrible either.

And I am ordering a yummy pizza for supper. Because it sounds really good and I can blame it on cravings. :-p

9 Exercises to Become a Better Horseman…

9. Drop a heavy steel object on your foot. Don’t pick it up right away. Shout, “Get Off, Stupid! GET OFF!”

8. Leap out of a moving vehicle and practice “relaxing into the fall.” Roll lithely into a ball and spring to your feet.

7. Learn to grab your checkbook out of your purse/pocket and write out a $200 check without even looking down.


6. Jog long distances carrying a halter and a carrot. Go ahead and tell the neighbours what you are doing; they might as well know now.


5. Affix a pair of reins to a moving freight train and practice pulling it to a halt. Smile as if you are having fun.


4. Hone your fibbing skills: ” see, hon. moving hay bales is FUN!” and, “no, really, I’m glad your lucky performance and multi-million dollar horse won the blue ribbon. I am just thankful that my hard work and actual ability won me second place”


3. Practice dialling your chiropractor’s number with both arms paralysed to the shoulder and one foot anchoring the lead rope of a frisky horse.


2. Borrow the U.S. Army’s slogan: Be All That You Can Be: bitten, thrown, kicked, slimed, trampled, frozen…


1. Lie face down in a puddle of mud in your most expensive riding clothes and repeat to yourself, ” this is a learning experience, this is a learning experience, this is…

Summertiiiiiime and the livin’s easy…

K. Maybe not summertime, but I’ve got that song in my head now.

Yesterday, I was so sick. Completely unfunctional until like 10:30. Then I dragged myself out of the house and off to get laundry and grocery shopping done.

Today, I feel great. Not 100%, but considerably better than yesterday. I don’t know what it is. I got up and ate some saltines just the same. If I eat them before I feel nauseous, then hopefully it won’t be so bad. Then I had some yummy yogurt that I found yesterday, and it’s all staying down no problem.

I don’t think that the baby likes pork. The first twinge that I had of stomach upset was when we were having ham for supper one night. And then yesterday in town, I could smell bacon from one of the restaurants downtown, and it about did me in. That’s alright, we don’t eat much pork anyway. And I like turkey bacon best too. At least I’m not having problems with chicken. And so far, the only craving I have is for salad, so that’s alright as well.

I ? Saltines.

When I said that my prenatal vitamins don’t upset my stomach, I lied.
Apparently, when it says take with a meal, they don’t mean that it’s okay to take them after your meal if you forgot during.

And that whole thing about not being nauseous, well I think it may not be true anymore either.
This morning was brutal, but I choked down a granola bar and did okay after that. But I’ve been feeling off all day. And then the vitamin was not good.

Hopefully I’ll be able to eat enough supper to take another one, because that one didn’t stay down long enough to absorb anything. But hey, the saltines are staying down so far.

The secret is out.

There is a new generation on the way.
New generation to my side anyway, it’s already being anticipated by cousins on Andrew’s side.

5 weeks and 6 days along today, tomorrow will be halfway through the first trimester. We have our first doctor’s appointment at exactly 8 weeks. And if I remember correctly, the nurse said they schedule the first ultrasound for 10-12 weeks, so it shouldn’t be too awfully long before there is a picture to share.

No morning sickness as of yet. But from what I’ve read (been doing a lot of that), for a lot of women that kicks in at 6 weeks, some as late as 7. So we’ll see in a few days if I’m doing as well. I’m already stocked up on crackers and gingerale just in case, but I’m hoping that I can just keep those as snacks.

We’re having to fill our freshwater tank now, instead of being on running water. It’s tedious, but at least we don’t have to wait for someone else to bring the water, it’s just a tap on the pump building. It is a bit far to our current site though, takes 3 hoses to just barely reach, so we’re moving this evening to the other side and 3 sites closer to the building. Then it should only take 2 hoses and we can put ours away for the winter. Then it’s just a matter of putting the bubble wrap back on and the plastic over the windows inside. Andrew figured out how to insulate the doors, and that has made a HUGE difference. Even on nights when it gets below freezing, we only have the heater on halfway if that much. Now that those doors are taken care of, we should have even less problems than last winter. Plus now that we’re starting the winter with the dehumidifier, we won’t have to play catch-up to keep things from molding.

The winter is looking promising.

Ankle photos

Comparison from early this morning.

Inside ankle

Outside ankle.


Well, today every muscle in my neck hurts. I can’t pick up my head when I lay on my back, I have to roll over first. It’s getting slightly better as I’m stretching them frequently.
My ankle hurt the most on the outside just behind the pointy bone yesterday. Today that feels a lot better, and I can even touch it with relatively little pain. The doctor explained yesterday that the inside bone ends may have some substantial bruising as well because of the way that sprains happen and the violence of my fall. Well, the bruising is definitely showing up. I can’t put any weight at all on that foot. I’m just scooting a chair around the house like a little old lady with a walker. Only slower. I leant on it slightly this morning and would have fallen on it had Andrew not been there to catch me. My whole leg just buckled.

No major bruising besides the ankle, no major pulled muscles besides my neck. Though, I think I may visit the chiropractor when I can walk again. I have a little bruise under my chin, not sure how that got there as my jaw isn’t sore or anything.

I’m sure I’ll be having more bruises in the next few days. Will try to get pictures as they come in.

I’m also going to call this afternoon and see how Jack fared. I’m worried that I jerked on his mouth or something when I came off. I can’t remember if I let go of the reins or not.

Ouch.

*disclaimer* I’m fine, don’t worry. *

Yesterday I rode Jack again, on a little trail ride.
I rode the mare on the way out, and then because she’s stupid and hasn’t been taught properly (Dwayne’s only had her a few days), she doesn’t do anything right. She’s nice & quiet, but extremely unresponsive to anything. So we swapped horses on the way back. And oh what a difference. You can literally ride Jack with the reins between a finger and your thumb. both reins in one hand. he responds to voice cues and neck reins. it was lovely.

Today, however.
We were doing just fine until that stupid mare started freaking out. She had a bucking fit, and apparently I didn’t have Jack far enough away from her.
He was ok, just startling a bit, and then, we think, she kicked him in her fit. And away he went. Or should I say, away we went. Across the pasture full tilt. And when we came to the fence, he turned, i didn’t. I hit the ground, and things are a little sketchy from that point on. I vaguely remember trying to get up, but my ankle wasn’t working, so I managed to turn around and onto my back where I could look at Jack. Who, turns out, was standing 5 feet on the other side of the little fence (there was a gate) staring at me. Did not move until Dwayne came & took him back to tie him up. Then I remember lying on the ground looking around me thinking “how did I get here? we haven’t even gone riding yet. Why on earth would I come to Dwayne’s and just lie down in the pasture?” Since then, things have cleared up a bit, but that whole episode is more like a half-forgotten dream than something that really happened. Then I remember Dwayne’s wife being there, and they had driven her car down to me to drive to my car so Dwayne could take me to the hospital. (And something about “i didn’t know she has that much hair, she’s always got it in that toque.”)

So I got in the car and called Andrew. I remember that part now. And then Dwayne started driving, and about 5 minutes later, I couldn’t remember if I had called Andrew or not. But he was 5 minutes behind us at the hospital, so I figured I must’ve talked to him. Andrew, for his part, figured I must be okay if I could manage to call him. X-rays say that my ankle is not broken, only badly sprained, and treatment is extra strength Tylenol and walking on it as normally as possible. My hands are raw and my shoulders hurt. I think I must’ve landed on my hands and jarred my back that way, because my head really doesn’t hurt at all like it should if I had hit it. Doctor says my neck/back is fine, just strained.

Didn’t lose consciousness at all, and my recollection is coming back. My left ankle is about twice the size of my right, and my shoulders are soooo sore. I’m sure tomorrow will be even better.

After we were at the hospital, Dwayne laughed and said, “usually when people fall off we make them get right back on.” But I have a hard enough time with both feet functional because I’m so short. And there will be time enough for that later.

I know that it wasn’t anything that I did, and it wasn’t Jack’s fault that he got kicked and scared, so I don’t think I’ll have any problem at all getting back on. Just not this week. :-p