
…doesn’t always stay in Vegas as I sadly found out! A quick in and out to Las Vegas for the World Cup was awesome and polished off by an absolutley divine dinner at a restaurant not to be named at the Venetian. Post dinner we caught a limo back to the airport with a driver that was out of this world but (and this is my best guess) fit perfectly into Vegas lifestyle. It seems that his pastors partner was a multi-million dollar real estate developer in Vegas and that she did not give him a hard time about taking his fairs to strip clubs since he did get a bonus AND they have some telecommuted bible study on Thursday nights with their lead person at some University some where in the mid-West? Anyway… that was an uber-digression and you’d just had to be there to listen to this guy talk! It was a riot!
So… we get on the plane which is about 30 minutes late in departing and all get snuggled in for a quick flight back up to Medford. It is a red-eye flight after all so we’re gonna get a quick nap. I wake before landing realizing I’m locating the bag in the “seatback pocket in front of you” just to make sure I know where it is “in case” and marvel that I might actually have motion sickness on a plane. It’s never happened before I think. I must just be really tired and worn out from a quick and fast paced weekend. Long story short, we de-board, get to the car and I’m still feeling nauseous but thinking the fresh air will fix me right up. We get ALMOST back to the farm went it hits me and I MUST roll down the window and “let go” out the window WHILE the car is moving. For this I feel horrible as the side of his the car was a mess. Sorry! To shorten it even more, I get sick all night long, run a pretty high fever all the next day where Debra is so kind as to bring me meds and soup! Thanks Debra! I’m too weak to be upset about not being able to work on HorseGirlTV (the release party is the next night) and sleep through the night to wake drained but with a broken fever!
TO WRAP… It’s a new rule of thumb for me now to never eat seafood (no matter how fine dining it is) over 100 miles from the ocean! I proved the saying wrong… What happens in Vegas, doesn’t always stay in Vegas, especially if your flight if followed by a meal of tasty yet probably too rare scallops!
Oh and the cute picture has nothing to do with the story! More on the World Cup to follow!


I’m another year older and hopefully all the wiser! Or at least that what I wished for! Hehe! As with all my birthdays I get a bit frantic and although I’ve ALWAYS wanted a special surprise birthday party my over-zealousness gets me in trouble! I guess was planning a kewl little surprise shin-dig and I put the kibosh on that with my “let’s all go down to the sheep, have a few cold ones and get dressed up Texan style to make it a bit odd” but all-in-all it worked out. The Texan dress added a little flavor to the evening and Tiffany put together a classy and fabulous table of balloons, flowers and party favors. It was mellow and fun to get to hang with friends and ring in another year. I was still a bit low key from Nicole’s birthday burial from yesterday but I’ve been so positive lately that even that was an exceptional day in it’s own right and while sad, very necessary and very eventful!
This is my first birthday since Nicole and I became friends that I won’t phone her up at 552 0872 and offer my birthday wishes. This is the first year since Nicole and I became friends that I will not hear her wish her young Aries friend Happy Birthday as well. Although we were decades apart Nicole and I would revel in sharing birthdays separated by mere hours, divided by a date and subsequently astrological signs! She would tease me about how Pieces was the older and wiser sign and Aries was the younger and obviously less wiser of the two. I would smile and understand, regardless of whether it had to do with signs or not, the truth in her statement.

Well little old Ashland, Oregon has been receiving quite the dumping of snow recently and that’s all right by me. Considering I’m not driving right now due to the pain meds my oral surgeon prescribed. It’s been beautiful out at the farm and I just had to snap a few shots this morning to prove it. Note that Jo’s window is the middle window in this picture with my Jeep!
So Jo is going to be doing quite a bit of standing around the next week or so. Please note his demonstration in the picture! Heh! A component of show host perfect teeth entails getting my one (yep, I only have one!) wisdom tooth out. They’ll also be pulling the broken molar underneath it so I’m gonna be knocked out for a bit. I’ve heard horror stories about wisdom teeth extraction and I’m hoping I won’t become a statistic. I’m hoping I’ll be back in the swing of things very shortly as we’re planning to begin shooting HorseGirlTV, I’m in the throws of design and brand development and general final preparations not to mention keeping the horsey in shape. I’m sure Jo is going to love his sabbatical and will be more than willing to come back slowly lunging and hand walking!
That’s what I have said for years now and it’s still holds true. I’m starting to realize how possible living my dreams with this horse could be possible. I have been so fortunate in my lifetime to have had some crazy tragic experiences and subsequently constructive and successful events occur and it goes without saying that has made me be the somewhat skeptical and weary but equally brash and trudging blindly forward kind of gal that makes me a bit off, yet still endearing to most. To know me is to love me as that’s your only option!
Mine and Joewell’s 7 month anniversary marked the best ride of my life! It was an accident really that on the day of our anniversary we simply “clicked” but it was the best feeling ever and unfortunately I don’t have any witty or creative way to put it so simply stated it was fabulous. I dare even venture to state he quite possible gave me his most solid, elevated and through passage of his career! Yes, that was bold but that’s simply how it felt and appeared in the mirrors.
