Thursday, February 28, 2013

Sweet tea in Texas part two

We are headed to the airport to catch our plane to Houston..
I found these pictures on the Internet from last weekend.. That's why they say copyright on them hahah :)

I plan on having a big time in Houston so stay tuned for more shenanigan stories to follow.. :)




Monday, February 25, 2013

I'm gonna be a mama hen!

Tonight after supper, my cowboy and I went to check on the incubator and candle the eggs... I'm excited to say I'm gonna be a mama hen in a few weeks!!!!! I'm so excited!



The Raleigh Adventure

What a crappy place to drive too... the gps said it would be about 3 hours... took more like 5... but, anyways.. we rolled into Raleigh around 7pm..  Got Maggie and Tattoo off the trailer and settled into their stalls...  Then we went to go check out the arena.. and immediately I was bombarded by fake people thanking me for coming... haha... Anyways.. then we met the fella that cut Tattoo..
guess why he cut him? because he wasn't doing what the guy wanted him to do... Imagine that...
I told the guy that I have met another man like him in South Texas...
I had to walk away...  So I did... and I found where I was ranch sorting the next day.. after that.. a few of us went to have supper at some restaurant that was next door to the arena... then that wound up taking us to a big bar that was supposed to be a country bar....  It was called long something or another... well we went into one door.. and the man checking Id's told us that we were wearing to much clothes to get in... so after we all looked at him funny... he explained that they were having some sort of rave in there...  I'm not sure what a rave is.. but, when I looked through the doors... it involved techno music, a black light and glow sticks... so we went to the other door as suggested... to which the man taking the cash there.. told us that they had heavy metal bands tonight and not country music...
Sooooooooooooooooo we wound up at some place called city limits saloon... holy crap....
nothing but drugstore cowboys in there...
Lee, Glenda and I were standing at the bar... Lee and Glenda went to dance and left me alone standing there...  I'm minding my own business drinking my tasty beverage and this skinny lanky fella looks at me, my belt buckle. his friend, then my belt buckle, then his friend again.. and his friend said.. "dude it's got her name on it" so then the lanky fella asks me if I needed a drink.... So I looked at my full glass then looked at him and told him no....  So then this other guy that was standing next to me starts laughing and toasts me.. I figure whatever...  So then the guy next to me asks me my name and where I'm from and if I was in town for a rodeo, and I explained all this to him.. then went back to my cowboy... Soooooooo... fast forward a little bit...  Lee, Glenda and I were dancing on the bar to some guns and roses they were playing... I'm sure there are pictures of me doing that somewhere.. hahaha
we get down.. and Lee starts talking to these girls... and one of them says to me "I just love the fact that you are wearing a hat and a belt buckle.. Oh my god I wish I would have worn mine"... So I looked her up and down and asked her where she won hers...  she looked down and explained to me how she bought hers.... well.. it was about time to go, because we were making more friends then enemies at this  point.. well.. the guy that had toasted me earlier was drinking with my cowboy and Lee's cowboy hanging out.. being cool, buying drinks.. all was going ok... ... well..  the guy gets the gumption to knock my cowboys hat off of his head..  and tells him they were gonna wrestle....
I had a beer bottle in my hand and I figured I'd knock him in the head.. well faster then I figured out what was going on... My cowboy pulled out some Marine Corps move and got the dude in a throat hold.... the guy was just standing there not moving... so then bouncer comes running over... the bouncer that was my size.... asks what happened.. and my cowboy, while still having this dude in a throat hold tells the bouncer that the guy knocked his hat off.. so another bouncer comes running up who is just as small.. and the bouncer that was wearing his toby keith hat says to the guy in the throat hold "you just don't knock a man's hat off bro"...  really?  hahahahah.. so we left....
And went to the waffle house..
to where Lee and I both broke our diets.. and I completely got in trouble the next day for letting her drink chocolate milk...  I guess I wasn't really that bad.. all I had was raisin toast..
but, the cook at waffle house might have been on drugs...  he was doing this the WHOLE time we were there.... I asked our waitress about this guy and drugs and she looked at me like I was crazy...

Annnnnyways... after going to sleep at 4.. and then waking up at 6:30 to feed the horses and get registered for the Shoot and Ranch sorting..  I was about exhausted before any of the festivities began...
One lady called me a two timer because I was ranch sorting and shooting... so I explained how i'd rather be a two timer than two faced.. and that went over like a fart in church..  Apparently I was making friends EVERYWHERE this weekend...
So, I had a great time sorting cows... a higher level sorter even asked me if I was a 4 or a 5.. I smiled real big and told him a 1 :)
which I am...  I explained that we work our cows with our horses at home.. so I had some idea of what was going to go on....
I was bouncing from the sorting arena to the shooting arena... and in the shooting arena... I was sandbagging...  Nationals is in April.. and I am one win away from being a level 4..... I can run with the 4s... but, It would really rock my socks to move up at nationals with a national title as a level 3...
So, I sand bagged...  I had 75 seconds worth of penalties... but, check this out.. Maggie was running awesome... I would have been ladies overall both days if I didn't accidentally miss a few balloons here and there...
Saturday sorting though, I joined the ranch sorting association of NC... and I also placed 3rd with a guy (who I don't really remember his name) we sorted like 6 cows.. and 1st and 2nd sorted 7 and 8... I was really impressed with Maggie's cowey skills...
A lot of people like to tell me how great their horse is.. but, I really can't see it in their horse.. maybe that's why they tell me that.. I do love my horse...
Sunday... I decided I would miss 2 balloons which would be 10 seconds worth of penalties.. and I did.. on the first two stages.. but, set some fast times on all 4....
Trouble table..
Saturday night..... hahahah.. we had a little banquet to attend..
And I won an award for having the most penalties for the day.. and I wasn't in last place.... how the heck that happened.. I have No idea... but, later on that night... the restaurant moved us out to a tent... where things got wild....   there were some dancing on the tables (not us or me) and apparently it got wild after we left..  I'm glad to say we weren't there to witness some of the stuff people were saying happened :)
I was in full out rednecking mode this weekend.. and I had a great time..
I proud of my horse and my cowboy's horse.. we were running neck and neck...   and I hope like hell they win out at the AQHA worlds in Houston this weekend...  I do wish I was competing there.. but, next year I will be :)
I recon that is about all that went on this weekend...
I'm sore and tired today.. I rode hard saturday.. :)

Friday, February 22, 2013

Pan-Seared Scallops

Pan-Seared Scallops

1 lbs of fresh sea scallops (not the china/thailand crap)
8oz of fresh baby spinach
1 pkg of Mushrooms
1 can of diced tomatoes (drained)
1 tbsp of olive oil
2 tbsp whole wheat flour
cajun seasoning to taste..
1 zip lock baggie
2 tbsp balsamic vinegar
1 tbsp water

Dry the scallops off with a paper towel.  in a zip lock baggie put the 2 tbsp of flour and cajun seasoning, mix together.  Then put the scallops in the bag and shake them all up.

In a large skillet put the 1tbsp of olive oil and set the heat on Med-High.   When the oil is hot, place the scallops in there to sear, turning evenly  about 6 minutes.
Remove the scallops from the pan.  add the mushrooms and 1 tbsp of water, sauté those until soft, add the tomatoes and spinach.  Cook until the spinach has started to wilt. add the balsamic vinegar and mix up.. then add the scallops back to the skillet and warm them back up.. Serve over brown rice or whole wheat pasta...

that was on the menu last night... and it was good :)
I've been trying to make heart healthy meals.. well just healthy all around meals...

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Snow Storms and Hidden Septic tanks

Kitchen Helper #1
soooooooooooooooo, I had an action packed weekend.  Friday night we started off by going out to our delayed Valentine's dinner...  Which was supposed to be at this great Italian restaurant down in Columbia...  well, the food was excellent.. but, service and atmosphere sucked. First off there was no parking.. and once I made a parking spot with my vette, and climbed a big flight of stairs in high heels I was ready to eat...  so they asked if we had reservations, which we did.  Then showed us to this table.. that wasn't very big at all... maybe like 2 foot diameter... the tables were crammed into places they shouldn't be.  but, out table was cute, in the corner overlooking the columbia skyline..  but, I had to yell to talk, which wasn't on my list of things to do at fancy restaurants... The waitor was a pretty boy jerk.  I had to pour my own wine out of their fancy carafe..  but, the lobster bisque and oysters were awesome.  Then for a main course, I had Lamb and my cowboy had veal stuffed with crabmeat... it was good.. then we wanted to get out of there.. so the waitor actually appologized for his service or lack there of.. and we left..

Kitchen Helper #2




Saturday, We woke up and my father was telling us something about snow..  I didn't believe him...
So we drove to Charlotte so I could work on some horses at a barn up there...
well, it was sleety kind of rain on the way up there..
and while we were there... but, once we left.. My cowboy told me I was driving and he was going to take a nap..
and so, my dad is sending me pictures from Whitmire... with snow falling and all this.... I'm thinking whatever it's not going to stick..
about an hour later...  I'm passing through Chester...
and It hits ....  the mother of all snow storms......






My Cowboy is still asleep at this point.. and I just took my phone out to take a picture of what I was driving through... he wakes up and says "what the hell?!?!" I said "you woke up to a winter wonderland" hahah..

and it was like this the whole rest of the drive back home...
Of course there were people doing about 20 in front of me...  Since apparently I was the only one that knew about forward momentum in the snow and ice...
well, my 1.5 hour drive.. turned into a 3 hour drive and I finally got home..

So I made a venison Meatloaf with mashed potatoes and peas :) and set up a pound of Venison to cure, so I could make jerky out of it :)

Well the next day... we set off to go to church but, we failed...
I came out of the house to find my cowboy stranded with the back hoe...

Let me explain this... lol...
that is a old septic tank from an old home that was on our property that got torn down...

now mind you, there are about 3 more of these somewhere..... lol...

We decided to build a shelter next to it, and put a dump station there for the motor home......

After we got the back hoe out of the hole... we decided that we'd just try our luck at buying some new boots.. so We drove all the way up to Rock Hill.. it's about an hour away.. better than going to Greenville... we got up there.. and get into the Lebo's up there.. and what a flop.. the girl followed me around the store trying to tell me about boots.. I mean fancy drugstore cowboy boots.. I don't want none of that..  I need good work boots.. so then she showed me something that looked like a timberland.. and I was pulled up my jeans and showed her my double H brand boots.. and explained to her that this was my idea of a work boot.....
so she showed me an ariat... which are nice, and comfy.. but, I'll go through a pair in about 3 months... so they are useless to me...  we decided to try our luck in Houston...

After a few other store stops... we made it back home and I made my venison jerky...
Tonight I'm going to cure some more and make up a few new blends of spices...


Last night.. after we ate supper.. We got to cleaning the bike and getting it all ready to go to ralley in the valley..




Thursday, February 14, 2013

Valentine's Day


Started the day off with a big box of chocolates and a beautiful card from my cowboy :)
Then I got to work to find a delivery from the Floral Shop!!  :)
I like Day's like this!
We aren't celebrating Valentine's day today.. we are going to go to a nice fancy, like get all dressed up, restaurant tomorrow downtown Columbia.  Less people and a better day.

I had gotten myself into some more shenanigans yesterday after work..
I had that silkie rooster that I was selling, so I worked out a trade for a barred rock plymouth hen.  So I get to the ladies house, and Get out with my rooster... and go to put him into her pen.. and what does he do? yeah.. that's right... he freaked out and I dropped him and there he went......
I tried running after him and trying to corner him, but that didn't work... we laughed about it and she said she'd try to catch him..  I didn't want to take the hen, in case she didn't catch the rooster... so I told her to call me if she got him... lol..

I did get my incubator in the mail.. I need to research on how long after the eggs are laid do you put them in there and the such....  which I'm fixin' to go do now.. :)


Tuesday, February 12, 2013

The Clint Black Experience....

I worked a LONG day yesterday.. got home late.. because I left the office late. Made supper, which consisted of baked chicken, sauteed broccoli and saffron rice...
yes, I take pictures of everything I cook.  It's a habit.. Kind of like talking in the kitchen, I'm not talking to myself... I'm just hosting my own cooking show :)
Anyways.. back to the point...
It was a great meal.. then we headed out to the opera house to see Clint Black.
I was so excited.. and they place was packed.. sold out even..
We had decent seats.. balcony seating.. there really isn't a bad seat in the house.
He had a girl open up for him, I saw her before with Robert Earl Keen. But, she was good..  I'm not a big opening band person.. I'd rather just see who I came to see..  Know what I mean?
So, Clint black took the stage.. and he was great.  Had a great stage presence, was having a good time playing music.  Joking around with us (the audience)  I just enjoyed myself...
No you KNOW during intermission I was looking around to see who I knew, and who was with who.. I mean this is a small town, and people talk some trash around here.. so I need to be on the up and up with who's who of who cares... :)   well, I just so happened to spy..... a tragedy..
Really I'm not sure what she was wearing.. but, I'm sure it was prom dress like...
It also disappoints me to see people out together.. and they are on their phone not paying attention to what the other one is doing..
texting and facebook is the devil...
what happened to good ole phone conversations and keeping your personal business personal?
well, I don't have an answer for that..
I use my facebook to post pictures of food.. and make sure I keep good rumors floating around about me... lol..
on a side note..  I lost 10% of my body weight :)
I've been working on being more healthy...
and I say that to you.. and then this heads me into my next story....... Waffle house....  Yes, we went to waffle house after the performance..
I was hungry.. and I tell you fat girl needs to eat... and most times when my inner skinny girl starts trying to lay guilt trips on me.. I wind up either shutting her up by stuffing her face with cookies.. or some waffle house... last night, was the latter...
We roll up into waffle house.. and sit down in the non-smoking section.. which doesn't really exist in a waffle house... but, still they like to make you feel good about yourself...
I ordered a order of plain raisin toast.. and the waitress with a nice degree of attitude on the witch scale says to me "that's it?"  I said yes ma'am... I was being polite.. well then she asks my cowboy what he wants.. and interrupts him in the middle of taking the order and asks if that was all.. he says no, I want my eggs scrambled with cheese.. and she says again all sarcastically and is that it... so he went on... and on.. which I don't blame him..  but, what tipped the iceberg for me.... was the fact she never came back and asked me if I wanted more to drink.. or ask if everything was ok...
This morning... I put on my angry panties.. and I called waffle house and lodged a formal complaint...
I'm good at that crap..
Well, that's enough for my random thoughts of the day....
here are some pictures of Clint Black from last night..


Monday, February 11, 2013

Maya and her cheeseburger

I stopped and got maya a cheeseburger for lunch..

sauer kraut and bars

Friday night started out with a John Michael Montgomery concert :) which I throughly enjoyed...
then we walked across the street from the opera house to the only bar left in town... and walked in.. some big guy was circling us.. and I asked him what his problem was... apparently he was the door man.... so, we had a coors light and left because the music sucked.. and I told the bartender that when she wondered why we weren't staying...   I don't go into a bar to want to hear music with no real lyrics besides cursing and talking about killing people...
play me some steel guitars.. to drown memories.... ya see?
Well, we were wondering what else there was to do... we thought about this new bar on the outskirts of town.. it used to be a Mexican bar, but the owner was doing Friday nights, Mexican.. and Saturday nights is karaoke and a DJ.  But, we figured maybe we'd take our chances with Mexican night...
so we headed to that bar... and we are outside the door.. and trying to listen... and my cowboy says "that's not mariachi music!"  no it wasn't.. it was country.. so we went in.... come to find out... they were having a good ole time in there, listening to OLD country...  Waylon, Willie and David Allen Coe!   After a little while of being there... a guy comes up to me, and he's like.. "Doctor?!?!"  and then it hit me...  he was my patient.. lol...
So him and my cowboy hit it off pretty well, they sang Family tradition together.  He's got a harley and he was just a pretty cool dude...
We left the bar about 3am..... and got home and I was tired as anything..
The next morning... I wake up and start making coffee.. and what do I see in my front yard.... my roosters are going at it... not Dominic and Vinny.. but.. the Silkies...
So I had to separate them, and I'm going to sell the partridge silkie.. poor little thing...
he's a sweet as he could be.. but the black silkie was beating his butt up!
Then my father and I went to a farm down the street, and I worked on 3 horses and a dog.. then came back home.. I started my seeds on the back porch... and decided I was going to try to get caught up on laundry....  and I say caught up.. I'm still playing catch up from Texas...
I finished one load of jeans.. and put them in the dryer and started another load of jeans.... once the dryer buzzed I folded those, cleaned out the lint thingy and put the other load in the dryer... threw in a bounce pad.. and I heard some grinding noise then a bunch of clicking... and viola..  the dryer came to a screeching halt.. was smoking and smelled like it was on fire.. I unplugged it and strung jeans all around the laundry room to drip dry... so, I didn't wash the important things, like socks, and underwear...  but, I reckon we will work on that Tuesday night... Tonight, we have tickets to see Clint Black, then it's supposed to rain until Thursday here.. so we will be stuck in the house....
Saturday night, we took my Mama out for her birthday.. we went to this great little German restaurant in the next town over...  we had a blast.  Mom and Dad ate rabbit, I had sauerbraten and my cowboy had jaeger schnitzel... it was all great... plus we all had an arrangement of German and Russian beer... that little restaurant is pretty awesome.. it's a "dinning experience"  you don't get out of there until about 3 hours after you sit down... you get 4 courses and it's just... great :)
Sunday we got up and went to church... then loaded the horses up in the trailer and headed to our friends house in North Carolina...  we practiced patterns and shooting and junk...  and then went to Texas Roadhouse to eat...
The waitress was asking us stupid questions about horses.. and she said she was deathly afraid of them but loved them.. blah blah blah.. so I'm like, yeah horses are deadly... then I Proceeded to feed her a line of crap about how I used to be a saddle bronc rider and this and that.. and how I got kicked in the chest, then had to have rotator cuff surgery on my left shoulder... oh man... I was laying it on thick... she was gullible in all senses of the word... people amaze me.. :)
that was about it on our weekend...

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Slow Cooker Tortilla Soup


1 cup home made salsa
2 cans fat free (the healthy crap) cream of chicken soup
pound skinless, boneless chicken breasts, cut into pieces cups frozen whole kernel corn can black beans, rinsed and drained soup can water teaspoon ground cumin cup shredded Cheddar cheese (about 4 ounces)
1/3 cup chopped fresh cilantro leaves1 can of Rotel 
Jalapeno's to taste

Mix all this together and put in a slow cooker, Cook on low for 5 hours... add some Cilantro on top and serve with extra cheese :)

don't forget the Hot sauce... and Jalapenos



Whole Wheat Chocolate Chip Cookies...  (More healthy Crap)

The Fort Worth Stock show rodeo and Shenanigans in Texas....

I thoroughly enjoyed my flight to Texas....  Let me explain... I get on this plane at the end.. because I refuse to stand in line while these people hurry up to jam themselves into these seats....
well The stewardess starts asking me if I was a cowgirl and all this.. and I explained to her that I was on my way to the Stock show and rodeo in Fort Worth... she asked me if I was a barrel racer.. and I explained to her that I didn't chase cans... I shot stuff off the back of the horse... then the Captain got all involved in the conversation and I get to talking to them about all this... and the stewardess tells the captain he better be on the straight and narrow or I'd shoot him.. haha. then he said.. "who is gonna fly the plane?" I said.. "well hell I've done it on the playstation.. it can't be that hard!" we all laughed and I made my way to my seat.. to find out.. I was sitting in the aisle next to the biggest man I have seen get squeezed into a plane seat.... so needless to say.. I was uncomfortable... I began to eat my fruit since it was lunch time.. I explained the benefits of eating good food and a well balanced diet... I don't think the big man really understood what I was trying to tell him.. I also tried to explain the fact that.. the girth is directly proportional to the heart problems and imminent death.....   anyways..
after the drink cart rolls through.. I'm thinking... crap... I gotta pee and stretch... So I get up.. and the stewardesses start talking to me.. and I was explaining to them that I was extremely uncomfortable.. and we got on the subject of people being all fat and should buy 2 seats....  well.. I get to making friends with these girls... find out all about them, tell them what I do and what my Cowboy does.. told them about the cows, horses, chickens.. etc... and we started to open up the mini bar... so we are back there in the back with the jump seats having a few cocktails...  and this little black phone rang....  we all stopped... and they said... "answer it"  I was like.. "do what?"  so I answer the darn phone... I said "uhh hello?"  and the captain said... "who is this?"  and I said with my best southern belle accent "well, I do declare big fella, who do you think?" and he was like.. "cowgirl?" I said "yes sir"... So he laughs and proceeds to tell me, to tell Lori (the stewardess) that we have been re-routed due to the bad weather...  So I said... wait a minute, where are we getting re-routed to? and he explains we are going over houston by way of waco?  I explained that, that was unacceptable... and he said.. sit tight... it's gonna get rough and we will probably be through it before we pass Dallas.... So I said.. you better land this plane...  so we laughed and he told me to go back to my seat..
Then we landed in Dallas, where My cowboy picked me up at the front door.... We then met some of his family that I have never met.. and I will tell you what.. I thoroughly enjoyed meeting them...
we had a wonderful supper at a great Mexican restaurant.... Oh... Mexican food.. let me tell you what...
what great food do they have in Texas.. holy crap... I gained 2lbs eating mexican food...
again.. you could have called me hot tamale or chile relleno :)
I woke up to see this outside of the hotel the next morning..

Morning sunrise in Ft. Worth
I was bright eyed and bushy tailed and ready to get to the arena to see my girl Maggie... Well Her registered name is The Royal Queen.... I say that because I was running AQHA and they announce your horses real name and not the stable name...
I get to looking at the arena when i got there.. and I was impressed.. it was nice and all professional looking... definitely one of the better arenas I have ever been in..

Well I get running over to Magg's Stall and she is standing there looking like a winner :)


We competed with half loaded blanks.. which kind of ticked me off.. so instead of the gunpowder going the normal like 15 feet.. it went like 7..  so you really had to slow down and ride and aim at your targets.. which I did.. and it worked out because..
Little Miss Maggie Mae aka The Royal Queen now has her some AQHA points on her and we won the Ladies Amateur division :)  I was so excited...
but, not so much when I got my check.. i'm not sure where the added 10 grand was..... but, by God I didn't see it in my check...  nor did they get me junk.. no jacket.. no 10 dollar plaque... nothing..
so screw it.. I'm going to buy myself one.. I mean it was the stockyard rodeo....
I'm starting to like the MSA more than the CMSA.... by means of junk and paychecks....
but, whatever... I just go where my cowboy tells me to go....

That night.. we ate at the H3 Ranch (http://www.h3ranch.com/)... and let me tell you what.. that was a good steak.. cooked perfectly. great bread, and potatoes... and just all around good food.. and the place had awesome history... if you read up on it...  plus there was a sign that said if our service isn't up to your standards, lower your standards... that was pretty darn funny...

after we had our bellies full.. we decided we'd go find a place to have a tasty beverage.... an adult beverage if you will...
and we walked up to Billy Bobs..... you see... to pick up on some long legged Mama's.....  we were looking good the way a cowboy should... in our new tony lama's  hahaha.... anyways.. that's a good song..   we get into billy bob's and it was big.. and nice.. and had a bunch of bars and a mechanical bull.. and they buck real bulls there.. but, none of that was going on.. but, I did happen to see that Dwight was going to be there in March........ I wish I could be there to see that.... I love him.. haha...
well we had a beverage there.. and headed out for Pearls.. now that on the other hand is my kind of bar... there was a Texas swing band in there playing... slide guitars, fiddle.. ahhh I was thoroughly happy.. especially watching the peoples dance around.. I liked it...
So after they closed down we walked back to our hotel.. and hit the hay for the next adventure that laid ahead for tomorrow...






I woke up from dreaming about the colt I posted a picture about the other day.. his name was 46 king.... I was so excited I couldn't stand it...... then..first off.. Juanita (the ranch hands wife) gave us bogus directions.. and we went 2 hours out of our way trying to find their said ranch.. and I was pissed.. I called and she says to me "ohhhhh if you are in abilene you went to far"  I'm like "no way captain obvious" she proceeded to tell me that she didn't know how to get from abilene to he ranch.. she only knows the way from Fort Worth.. I explained that apparently she didn't know that.. if she didn't know the exit number... anyways... I google mapped that crap on my phone and got us there... through back roads and places in Texas we would have never seen before... and we happened upon this AWESOME little mexican hole in the wall restaurant..  where I decided I was going to try my luck with a Poblano pepper... holy crap it was good...
after getting our bellies full, we headed back towards that darn ranch.. we get there..  and I see the horse....  and we get over to that pen and the ranch hand man comes walking up... he's like 4 foot nothing... has a hat shaped like a damn taco and his pants are tucked into his bright yeller boots.. wearing a off white vest.... seriously...   I about busted out laughing...
well.. we get into the corral with these 2 year olds.. and I said.. tell me about this one.. while pointing at the one I went there to buy.. he tells me he didn't like his attitude and gelded him on thursday......
Apparently I looked like I was about to explode... but, I didn't.... and I'm going to save the ration of things that went through my mind and all that........ and skip to the end....  we left there... and I'll never go back... the guy said "what if I told you he was crazy and would have killed you, would you still have bought him?"  I sarcastically told him that yes, I would have because his ass would have made a nice king baby with my king mare... and the fact that what one person thinks is crazy could just be spirited to me... and I WOULD HAVE LIKED TO HAVE MADE THE DAMN ASSUMPTION MYSELF........
after we left there, it was a long ride to Oklahoma....  I complained a lot... and decided that he was inbred on that ranch.. and he was stupid just like the way he was dressed and people in Texas suck at directions......
Moving on to Oklahoma.....  after we got to Oklahoma and got the horses off of trailer and found us a clean place to sleep....  we went to sleep.. and I dreamed I punched the leprechaun dude from the south texas ranch in the face...  and I woke up feeling better... and really hungry....  we ventured out for food... came upon this little place called "breakfast".. went in there and ordered 1 egg scrambled, bacon crispy and a biscuit and gravy......  let me tell you what I got....  not so scrambled eggs ( I refuse to eat the whites of eggs unless it's a deviled egg) greasy ass bacon and a microwave biscuit.... and to top it off... a 8oz styrofoam cup filled with some white substance..... I mean at least put pepper in it... to make it look like gravy....
I ate 1/4 of the biscuit and a half a piece of bacon and decided I liked my arteries more than that... so we left there.. and went to some ranch.. had nice horses.. but, I hate grey horses... refuse to ride them....
So we left there.. and went to another place.. and that's where my Cowboy fell in love with some blue valentine/Hancock cross stallion.... which we brought home...
I really couldn't see his beauty after I was blinded by the awesomeness of the King blood line horses... but, after we got him home and he demolished the round pen and tore through a 7000volt electric fence.. I kinda got excited... hahaha...  we left there and drove all night back to South Carolina... I was never so happy to get across the Mississippi River..... I think Texas is beautiful.. but, there is something wrong with communication and some common sense in some of the ranchers down there... but.. I'm happy in Dixieland..