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Saturday, October 18, 2008

Winter It's a Coming!


Once again, I have to apologize for my lack of blog entries lately. It seems that the pace of life never slows around here. It only gets faster. October is flying by. We have spent the last week getting cows closer to home. Kelly and I brought the Angus cows home yesterday. The Lone Ranger opted to ride his trusty steed Silver, so I picked the most broke horse we own because I knew he would be absolutely no help. Not to my surprise, I was right. As the cows were trying to elude us in a willow patch, he was riding around the outside telling me what to do. One willow branch nearly lodged in my thigh, laying flat as I could to get through the bush, I emerged successfully with the bull and cows I went into get. Solo! No help from the self proclaimed boss of the operation. As I was loping up a hill covered in dead fall and bush, I realized how nice it was to ride a quiet horse for a change. There was no spooking, no hump in the back, nothing. For a minute it was boring, then I nearly stepped on two deer. They jumped up and headed out. Nothing, not even the slightest reaction. If I had been riding anything else, I would have been a goner. Luckily for Ray Hunt, I spooked them off before he came along later. We went on to sort and load without incident. No one got hooked, chased, run over. Nothing. At the end of the day, I came to the conclusion that I love Angus cows and broke horses. It leads to less stress and definitely fewer screaming cussing fits.
No protrusions of blood vessels across the forehead, which around here is something of a blessing.

Jessie has been doing quite well with her hip hop class. They are dancing to the Lean on Me remix. She definitely has her Saucy's dancing ability. Of course, practicing with her ipod in front of a mirror has helped tremendously. Kelly just shakes his head and grumbles. He nearly had a meltdown when she asked me to take the princess picture off of her CD player so she could take it to school. He asked why she didn't want the princesses anymore, and the reply was...."Uhh Daaaaaad, I'm too old for princesses now." His blood pressure sky rocketed leading to vein protrusion in the forehead. I'm quite sure by the time she is 16 well will be visiting him in a home where he is not allowed to handle silverware without supervision.

So, this wraps up the life of the Armstrong's lately. Tune in next time for more experiences of life in the North.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

I'm Still Alive!

Yes, I do exist. However, with this Indian Summer we've been having, I tend to stay outside and busy. The weather has been absolutely beautiful here the last two weeks. Winter will be here soon, so we've been roping every afternoon and getting everything closer to home.

Kelly found a new truck this week. Thank Goodness! Truck shopping is painful. I get the question, "Well, what do you think about this one?" It looks like another truck to me. I don't know the difference between a Detroit, Cat or Mercedes motor. Nor do I care. Why should it make a difference to me if it is 18 speed or 13 speed. I can't drive it. Nor do I care to. We ended up getting a Freightliner just like the other one, which is good I guess. We can use parts from the wrecked truck on this one. Kelly's happy with, so I don't care. Jessie thinks it's "awesome" because she got her bunk beds back plus a refrigerator. She requested a flat screen be installed. Kelly told her that might be asking a little much. She is no longer allowed to watch the truck makeover show on CMT.

Kelly is at the Canadian Tour Finals this weekend in Calgary, Jessie is off to the grandparents, and Bossy's Blues are back on the ice for their '08/09 season. Due to the fact that our team is aging and we lost the youngest member, I foresee us attending our first team funeral this year. It could be mine seeing that we play two games today and one tomorrow. There have been 0 practices and only one girl on our team exercises more than just her drinking arm. We are bound for glory. Let me tell you.

Well, I better get on with it. I've gotta go tape my stick and sharpen my skates. Have a good one.