Today I got to spend some time with my horses! Yeah!
The weather was nice enough to go outside for awhile without being cold. The three youngest ones kept crowding each other to get brushed. Must have felt good.
Good news. Lani got a job. No more dating. Another Yeah!
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
The Great Slate Face Cracks
Posted by gimpajon
Well, I've been following along with what must be half the nation, Confessions Of A CF Husband and I have to say that tonight I teared up at the update on G&T, Reminded me of my little time ,not nearly as huge as what they are going thru, the time my own little girl arrived early. I got to be the first to see, touch and hold her as she flopped into my hand, no we did not have to spend days and months in the hospital but just the same the fear of all the what ifs... Check that site out and let me know if you can keep a slate face. Bet you can't.
Sorry we don't have a link set up but you can find it on lainers on the go linked here.
As for the horses here, plans are being made to haul to Fallon later this month and we are doing everything we can to try and make the clinic, but with Renogama possibly having to start a new job and my job getting much busier with the start of a major project, schedules could get tight. Will keep you up to date.
In the mean time MY SHOULDER REALLY HURTS FROM THE DANG GONE HORSE BITE!!!
Watch yourself out with them vicious critters. Have fun anyway.
Posted by gimpajon,got to figure this stuf out...
Well, I've been following along with what must be half the nation, Confessions Of A CF Husband and I have to say that tonight I teared up at the update on G&T, Reminded me of my little time ,not nearly as huge as what they are going thru, the time my own little girl arrived early. I got to be the first to see, touch and hold her as she flopped into my hand, no we did not have to spend days and months in the hospital but just the same the fear of all the what ifs... Check that site out and let me know if you can keep a slate face. Bet you can't.
Sorry we don't have a link set up but you can find it on lainers on the go linked here.
As for the horses here, plans are being made to haul to Fallon later this month and we are doing everything we can to try and make the clinic, but with Renogama possibly having to start a new job and my job getting much busier with the start of a major project, schedules could get tight. Will keep you up to date.
In the mean time MY SHOULDER REALLY HURTS FROM THE DANG GONE HORSE BITE!!!
Watch yourself out with them vicious critters. Have fun anyway.
Posted by gimpajon,got to figure this stuf out...
Monday, April 7, 2008
Second Date
Got the call this morning! My second date, I mean followup interview, will be happening this Thursday. It should take about 1/2 hour, I was told.
To think, where I will or won't be spending a good deal of my time in the future, determined in one and one half hours. Will I get the third date, I mean job?
Who knows, not me.
To think, where I will or won't be spending a good deal of my time in the future, determined in one and one half hours. Will I get the third date, I mean job?
Who knows, not me.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Dang Horses!
Hubby Honey got charged and bit yesterday!
Dog gum horses!
Hubby Honey has been working with a horse for a lady to teach it to trailer load. Apparently it does not like going into a trailer, at all. Pretty typical.
The is one of those spoiled, dominant horses. Has gotten its way through intimidation. Isn't there a book out there, "Winning Through Intimidation?"
This horse read and reread that book. Really studied that book!
The lady owner has definitely been hoodwinked. Where'd that word come from? I know I've heard it somewhere.
The horse gets its way. The lady is scared of it. The horse knows that. Horses have a very strong sense of fear. That's what has kept them alive for so many years.
Hubby Honey had been working with the horse yesterday. Had even gotten it to put its front feet into the trailer a couple times. He was looking for a good place to end the training session. He said the horse was about ten feet in front of him. He was making it come forward, then back up. (I wasn't there to watch and help cause I was at that job interview. A job I probably won't get.)
He told me that all of a sudden the horse charged at him, bit him in the shoulder, and proceeded to try to run on by. Hubby Honey (definitely within the three second rule of disciplining a horse) got the horse turned then just started backing him up. Backed him as fast and far as he could within the pen the horse was in. Then he made him circle, stop, turn, circle, stop, turn, circle some more, stop, backup some more. I didn't get to see it (I was at a job interview), but sounded like the horse sure should have figured who the alpha was in that herd of two.
We were supposed to go back today for another training session, but the weather today is very yucky. The wind is just blasting through our valley. Too bad, cause that horse sure could use the reinforcement of the lesson from yesterday.
This is another way horses are kinda like kids. They test you every single time you are with them. It may not always look like they are testing you, but they are. They are just waiting for that moment when you show any sign of weakness. That moment when you have your hands full trying to fix dinner while talking on the phone, or you're just tired because you didn't get much sleep the night before because some child kept you awake.
They know!
So, why do we keep having them (kids), or buying them (horses)? Because when they aren't testing us, they are so cute and adorable. So loving and cuddly. Yes, horses can be cuddly. But, watch out for your toes, or as in Hubby Honey's case, your shoulder.
Dog gum horses!
Hubby Honey has been working with a horse for a lady to teach it to trailer load. Apparently it does not like going into a trailer, at all. Pretty typical.
The is one of those spoiled, dominant horses. Has gotten its way through intimidation. Isn't there a book out there, "Winning Through Intimidation?"
This horse read and reread that book. Really studied that book!
The lady owner has definitely been hoodwinked. Where'd that word come from? I know I've heard it somewhere.
The horse gets its way. The lady is scared of it. The horse knows that. Horses have a very strong sense of fear. That's what has kept them alive for so many years.
Hubby Honey had been working with the horse yesterday. Had even gotten it to put its front feet into the trailer a couple times. He was looking for a good place to end the training session. He said the horse was about ten feet in front of him. He was making it come forward, then back up. (I wasn't there to watch and help cause I was at that job interview. A job I probably won't get.)
He told me that all of a sudden the horse charged at him, bit him in the shoulder, and proceeded to try to run on by. Hubby Honey (definitely within the three second rule of disciplining a horse) got the horse turned then just started backing him up. Backed him as fast and far as he could within the pen the horse was in. Then he made him circle, stop, turn, circle, stop, turn, circle some more, stop, backup some more. I didn't get to see it (I was at a job interview), but sounded like the horse sure should have figured who the alpha was in that herd of two.
We were supposed to go back today for another training session, but the weather today is very yucky. The wind is just blasting through our valley. Too bad, cause that horse sure could use the reinforcement of the lesson from yesterday.
This is another way horses are kinda like kids. They test you every single time you are with them. It may not always look like they are testing you, but they are. They are just waiting for that moment when you show any sign of weakness. That moment when you have your hands full trying to fix dinner while talking on the phone, or you're just tired because you didn't get much sleep the night before because some child kept you awake.
They know!
So, why do we keep having them (kids), or buying them (horses)? Because when they aren't testing us, they are so cute and adorable. So loving and cuddly. Yes, horses can be cuddly. But, watch out for your toes, or as in Hubby Honey's case, your shoulder.
Children and Job Hunting
Our grandson, Andrew, has pneumonia. Poor little boy. Second time in just a short time. Please send prayers his way.
And, if you have looked into Hubby Honey's daughter's blog,"Lainer's on the Go!", notice her link to "Confessions of a CF Husband." His wife, Tricia, just had a double lung transplant. Many prayers to that whole family, please.
Just found out two of us in this family are looking for jobs. Lani is sending out applications, and I just had an interview yesterday.
Finding a job is so difficult. It's so much like a marriage. With all the time and energy put into it, you hopefully find something that makes you happy. But, what if you don't? Potential employers sure frown at you when they see a history of gaps in your employment, or short term employment. But, why should I stay somewhere I'm not happy? Somewhere where their policies just don't fit my beliefs or lifestyle? I wouldn't just marry the first guy that came along, just because he asked. At least in a personal relationship you have a chance to date and then decide if you are compatible. Why shouldn't you be able to always have a probational period at a job to see if it is fit without being penalized?
So, I was frowned at yesterday because I have some gaps in my employment history and some short-term employment. I really don't think I will get the job.
And, they don't seem to care that I had a house to build, or horses to train, or children to take of. It all seems very one-sided to me.
Then, think of all the time before the interview you spend going through every question you think they could possibly ask. Rehearsing your answers. Worrrying about making a very good impression. Then they ask totally different questions from what you thought of.
Then, after the interview, going through every question they asked. Calling yourself names for the answers you gave, and now talking to yourself about everything you should have said, but didn't. Again, calling yourself names. But, how do you know?
Then, you don't get the job. It could have been the perfect job. The one that made you happy forever. But, they chose someone else.
Sounds way too much like dating, except, you only get one date. Maybe two, if by some chance you get called back in for that second, all important, interview. Then you start all over again.
I coulda, shoulda, woulda, if only.
I'd much rather just stay home and play with my horses.
And, if you have looked into Hubby Honey's daughter's blog,"Lainer's on the Go!", notice her link to "Confessions of a CF Husband." His wife, Tricia, just had a double lung transplant. Many prayers to that whole family, please.
Just found out two of us in this family are looking for jobs. Lani is sending out applications, and I just had an interview yesterday.
Finding a job is so difficult. It's so much like a marriage. With all the time and energy put into it, you hopefully find something that makes you happy. But, what if you don't? Potential employers sure frown at you when they see a history of gaps in your employment, or short term employment. But, why should I stay somewhere I'm not happy? Somewhere where their policies just don't fit my beliefs or lifestyle? I wouldn't just marry the first guy that came along, just because he asked. At least in a personal relationship you have a chance to date and then decide if you are compatible. Why shouldn't you be able to always have a probational period at a job to see if it is fit without being penalized?
So, I was frowned at yesterday because I have some gaps in my employment history and some short-term employment. I really don't think I will get the job.
And, they don't seem to care that I had a house to build, or horses to train, or children to take of. It all seems very one-sided to me.
Then, think of all the time before the interview you spend going through every question you think they could possibly ask. Rehearsing your answers. Worrrying about making a very good impression. Then they ask totally different questions from what you thought of.
Then, after the interview, going through every question they asked. Calling yourself names for the answers you gave, and now talking to yourself about everything you should have said, but didn't. Again, calling yourself names. But, how do you know?
Then, you don't get the job. It could have been the perfect job. The one that made you happy forever. But, they chose someone else.
Sounds way too much like dating, except, you only get one date. Maybe two, if by some chance you get called back in for that second, all important, interview. Then you start all over again.
I coulda, shoulda, woulda, if only.
I'd much rather just stay home and play with my horses.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
The Economics of Being a Cheap-o
Hubby Honey's brother has an article in Homestead.org. It's called "The Economics of Being a Cheap-O - How to retire without a huge pension and enjoy it."
Great insight into the alternatives of having a huge amount of dollars in the bank to have for retirement.
Here's the link:
Homestead.org then look in "What's New" for the article by the above name by, Jan R Cooke.
Great insight into the alternatives of having a huge amount of dollars in the bank to have for retirement.
Here's the link:
Homestead.org then look in "What's New" for the article by the above name by, Jan R Cooke.
Conversation with Fitzin
This morning when I fed my horses I tried to have a conversation with Fitzin (my spooky, scared of everything horse).
In an earlier blog, I did describe some things about Fitzin and why I believe he has some of his problems. I am working with him to hopefully fix some of those problems. Problems I created because of my inexperience.
This morning while he ate I brushed him. A common belief among natural horse trainers, is that when the horses head is up, they are right brained, on adrenaline, on alert, ready to run or fight, ready to do whatever takes to stay alive. Once there head goes down, the endorphines are triggered, the feel goods.
So, in my mind, if I can have a conversation with Fitzin while his head is down, while he is in a feel good state of mind, hopefully he will relate me to that feel good moment. Maybe he can start to trust me and gain some confidence.
Are you asking, "Where's the conversation? Aren't you, ramblin renogamma, horse trainer, doing all the talking?"
In this beginning, I still might be. But, I am working on turning it into a conversation. Trying hard to listen to him.
This morning I watched for any moment when he was calm. That's when I would walk away to clean out the brush. That's when I would turn away to take any pressure off him. The retreat in the approach and retreat. Try to always leave before the horse does, always try to leave when the horse is still calm and trusting.
Whenever I would reapproach, his head would again go up, his neck all braced and stiff. "Please don't kill me! Please don't eat me!"
Calmly, letting out a deep breathe, and being very calm and quiet (BUT NEVER SNEAKY), I would let him sniff the brush, then start brushing his shoulder. When he would lower his head to eat I continued to brush the rest of him. Then, only when his head was down, when he was a feel good moment, I would retreat.
The last thing you do to a horse, is what he remembers, whether good or bad. This I learned from Joyce Gay who has the Natural Horsemanship Training Center here in northern Nevada.
I was trying very hard to have a conversation with Fitzin, "No, I am not going to kill you. No, I am not going to eat you. You don't have to be scared all the time. It's okay to be with people."
How do I relate this grandbabies? Just be sure to have a conversation with them. There's nothing better for a person's ego than to know you believe they are important enough to have a true conversation with.
In an earlier blog, I did describe some things about Fitzin and why I believe he has some of his problems. I am working with him to hopefully fix some of those problems. Problems I created because of my inexperience.
This morning while he ate I brushed him. A common belief among natural horse trainers, is that when the horses head is up, they are right brained, on adrenaline, on alert, ready to run or fight, ready to do whatever takes to stay alive. Once there head goes down, the endorphines are triggered, the feel goods.
So, in my mind, if I can have a conversation with Fitzin while his head is down, while he is in a feel good state of mind, hopefully he will relate me to that feel good moment. Maybe he can start to trust me and gain some confidence.
Are you asking, "Where's the conversation? Aren't you, ramblin renogamma, horse trainer, doing all the talking?"
In this beginning, I still might be. But, I am working on turning it into a conversation. Trying hard to listen to him.
This morning I watched for any moment when he was calm. That's when I would walk away to clean out the brush. That's when I would turn away to take any pressure off him. The retreat in the approach and retreat. Try to always leave before the horse does, always try to leave when the horse is still calm and trusting.
Whenever I would reapproach, his head would again go up, his neck all braced and stiff. "Please don't kill me! Please don't eat me!"
Calmly, letting out a deep breathe, and being very calm and quiet (BUT NEVER SNEAKY), I would let him sniff the brush, then start brushing his shoulder. When he would lower his head to eat I continued to brush the rest of him. Then, only when his head was down, when he was a feel good moment, I would retreat.
The last thing you do to a horse, is what he remembers, whether good or bad. This I learned from Joyce Gay who has the Natural Horsemanship Training Center here in northern Nevada.
I was trying very hard to have a conversation with Fitzin, "No, I am not going to kill you. No, I am not going to eat you. You don't have to be scared all the time. It's okay to be with people."
How do I relate this grandbabies? Just be sure to have a conversation with them. There's nothing better for a person's ego than to know you believe they are important enough to have a true conversation with.
Does Language Guarantee Conversation?
Have you ever thought you were having a conversation with another person only to discover it was not a conversation at all?
You were both talking, but only one of you was really listening?
From the time I was a teenager, I have been told I am a really great listener. If someone had a problem, I was the one to come to. Yup! I listen really great. Actually, I do give feedback while I'm listening, but lots of people just don't hear. Many, many people are too busy talking to really hear the other person.
Conversation? I don't think so.
I was thinking about this and trying to relate it to horse training. With natural horsemanship, there is language developed between the horse and the person. Hubby Honey and I have started calling this horsonage. Horse person lanuage. We started with horslish, but decided English is not the only language humans speak, so it should be something else. So, horsonage.
But is there conversation?
Just because you have a common language does not mean you will have conversation.
How about communication? You can have communication without a common language. Or, is it then a nonverbal language, like what is taught in natural horsemanship?
But again, is there a conversation? A two-way communication with both talking and both listening?
Do you have a conversation with your horse, or just talk?
Do you have a conversation with your child, or do you just talk?
Does your child have a conversation with you, but maybe you don't listen?
Do you have conversation with other people, or does one of you just talk?
Click on the word below to see definitions from Dictionary.com:
language
conversation
communication
If I can't have a conversation with another person, if they are just talking without listening, why should I waste my energy to talk back? Maybe that's why I am considered such a great listener.
Maybe that's why I am here bein a ramblin gamma, I carry on very good conversations with myself.
You were both talking, but only one of you was really listening?
From the time I was a teenager, I have been told I am a really great listener. If someone had a problem, I was the one to come to. Yup! I listen really great. Actually, I do give feedback while I'm listening, but lots of people just don't hear. Many, many people are too busy talking to really hear the other person.
Conversation? I don't think so.
I was thinking about this and trying to relate it to horse training. With natural horsemanship, there is language developed between the horse and the person. Hubby Honey and I have started calling this horsonage. Horse person lanuage. We started with horslish, but decided English is not the only language humans speak, so it should be something else. So, horsonage.
But is there conversation?
Just because you have a common language does not mean you will have conversation.
How about communication? You can have communication without a common language. Or, is it then a nonverbal language, like what is taught in natural horsemanship?
But again, is there a conversation? A two-way communication with both talking and both listening?
Do you have a conversation with your horse, or just talk?
Do you have a conversation with your child, or do you just talk?
Does your child have a conversation with you, but maybe you don't listen?
Do you have conversation with other people, or does one of you just talk?
Click on the word below to see definitions from Dictionary.com:
language
conversation
communication
If I can't have a conversation with another person, if they are just talking without listening, why should I waste my energy to talk back? Maybe that's why I am considered such a great listener.
Maybe that's why I am here bein a ramblin gamma, I carry on very good conversations with myself.
By the way, I am still trying to relate this to my horses.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Sunday, a day of rest, yea right
We went on a date yesterday, had a great time, the home show and way to much to eat at Sizzler's, got to love the all you can eat shrimp and steak, and shrimp and shrimp.
Today now brings us back to the realities of life, horses need water, fire wood needs cut, laundry needs done(yes I do my own, I told you in the profile that you aint seen the half of it) hay needs to be unloaded and well, chores need to be done. Day of rest, don't think I'll see one of those until I die and then I'm almost sure that my mom will find something for me to do or fix up in the heavens above.
Not complaing, just stating facts, ask any mom and I'm positive she will laugh at the idea of A DAY OF REST.
Today now brings us back to the realities of life, horses need water, fire wood needs cut, laundry needs done(yes I do my own, I told you in the profile that you aint seen the half of it) hay needs to be unloaded and well, chores need to be done. Day of rest, don't think I'll see one of those until I die and then I'm almost sure that my mom will find something for me to do or fix up in the heavens above.
Not complaing, just stating facts, ask any mom and I'm positive she will laugh at the idea of A DAY OF REST.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
The Home Show is so Dangerous
Went to the Home Show today. There are way too many things to see there. Too many I'd like to do or have done to my house, and yard, etc. If I'm going to dream, may as well have someone else do the work. Right!?
Maybe someday when one of us wins the lottery. Yah, right!
Other than purely home stuff, found a couple local ladies with some very nice, and interesting jewelry. I happen to love jewelry, especially, rings and earrings. Don't get the chance to wear much. If I wore too much, too bright and sparkly, one of my horses would probably bite at me for it. If that didn't happen I'd probably lose it in the hay pile, or catch it on a saddle or rope. Like one particular ring I can't find anywhere. I won't tell which one, but Hubby Honey does know about it! Maybe one day when I'm shoveling manure I'll find it.
I am adding the websites for both these ladies on my "Other Places to See." So, just go take a look. Lots of pretty bobbles. I am not affiliated with either, but if you decide to buy, you might mention you found their sites through the gamma (maybe in this case, the lady) from High Desert Way Ranchette.
The websites are:
www.from-headtotoe.com
and
www.myparklane.com/jbroughton
There was one other very interesting product that we found. This one related to a green outdoors. Very exciting for our part of the country. The high desert. But I need to get more information so I can share it.
More later.
Maybe someday when one of us wins the lottery. Yah, right!
Other than purely home stuff, found a couple local ladies with some very nice, and interesting jewelry. I happen to love jewelry, especially, rings and earrings. Don't get the chance to wear much. If I wore too much, too bright and sparkly, one of my horses would probably bite at me for it. If that didn't happen I'd probably lose it in the hay pile, or catch it on a saddle or rope. Like one particular ring I can't find anywhere. I won't tell which one, but Hubby Honey does know about it! Maybe one day when I'm shoveling manure I'll find it.
I am adding the websites for both these ladies on my "Other Places to See." So, just go take a look. Lots of pretty bobbles. I am not affiliated with either, but if you decide to buy, you might mention you found their sites through the gamma (maybe in this case, the lady) from High Desert Way Ranchette.
The websites are:
www.from-headtotoe.com
and
www.myparklane.com/jbroughton
There was one other very interesting product that we found. This one related to a green outdoors. Very exciting for our part of the country. The high desert. But I need to get more information so I can share it.
More later.
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