And the weeks roll by . . .

How was your week anyway? I hope you all had a very good week and did something fun.

Delaine's birthday was on Tuesday and her folks wanted to fix dinner for us so we went over there for the evening. Mary fixed pork chops with grilled potatoes and carrots. We had birthday cake afterward and visited with Sheri, Fox and Mary for a bit then went on home. I got Delaine some flowers and had them delivered at her office for her birthday. The flowers are pretty. Since Wednesday Anna and I have been here without Delaine because she went to San Francisco for a nursing convention. We'll pick her up in Eugene on Sunday and bring her back home. We've missed having her home and will be glad when she gets back. Okay, here's the rundown for the rest of the week . . . Wednesday Anna and I went to the Posse meeting without Delaine, everyone missed having her at the meeting. The meeting went okay for us but some of the folks are a bit disturbed because it looks like the new Sheriff isn't going to include us in his posse group automatically. If we want to be part of the sheriff's posse we will have to go through and application process individually and he will decide if he wants us or not. Delaine, Anna and I really aren't that bothered by it because we're not sure we care to be involved in all the politics of the sheriff's posse. All we really care to do is have something meaningful to do with our horses. We'll have to see how it all washes out in the next couple of months. On Thursday there wasn't anything really pressing so we stayed home and watched American Idol. There's only one singer I like and that is Lil Rounds, who do you like? Anna did have a Spanish club meeting after school but that was it. On Friday I took Anna to Winston to tutor Cody after school then on our way home we stopped for Abby's pizza. It was good! In the evening we took Brazo and Dustie out to Dodge Creek for a workout. I decided to try Delaine's saddle on Dustie but it didn't work very well. The saddle is too wide for Dustie and wound up pinching her at the withers so we didn't have a good ride. I won't do that to her again. My saddle (Uncle Donald's saddle) fits her perfectly and she never complains a bit with it on, so I'll stick with it for a while longer. The old saddle is in need of repair but I haven't found a good saddle repair shop around here yet.

So that brings us to Saturday (today) . . . Anna and I had our day completely planned out. We were to take Curtis to the weigh in then bring him home and turn around and go to Subway for lunch on our way out to Dixonville to get a load of hay. Well the weigh-in went pretty well to begin with. I got the trailer hooked up while Anna got the halter on him and got him ready for the trip. She lead him from the lower turn-out all the way up to the upper driveway and we got him loaded without much trouble at all. "Piece of cake", we told each other. We got to the scale and waited our turn to weigh . . . everything going well so far . . . our turn came so I backed the trailer in and Anna got Curtis out . . . took him to the scale (he weighed 605) then on to the squeeze chute for ear tagging. Still going very well. She brought him back around to the trailer and he loaded very nicely. We were congratulating ourselves on how smoothly the whole thing went as we drove back home. I backed the trailer part way down and Anna got in with him as I held the trailer door and waited for her to be ready to lead him back to the pen. They hopped out and down the hill they went. Still doing pretty good even though Curtis was a bit reluctant to lead. When they headed down the little drop off on the way to the pen Curtis decided to run and jump a bit and try as she could Anna could not hold onto the rope. He broke loose and headed down the road. For the next hour we chased him around our neighbor's places and our place through the blackberry bushes and poison oak and scrub oak and you name without any success of getting him herded back to his pen. Finally our neighbors came to our rescue and helped us herd him into the neighbor's arena where we could get him corralled. It took a tractor, and Suburban and the Jimmy to get him herded into the arena. Anna and I were bleeding from the blackberry vines and we were filthy and sweating too by the time it was all said and done. Once we got him in the trailer we brought him back up and put him into the stall for the night. We both breathed a sigh of relief and hopped in the pickup and headed on out to get the hay. We did stop at Subway on our way out and had lunch. We got to Dixonville and got the hay loaded and I grabbed the check book to write a check and danged if there weren't any checks left. So we left with a promise to return later with a check to pay for the hay. We drove the 20+ ,miles back home and unloaded the 45 bails of hay. We got ourselves cleaned up and headed back out to Dixonville with a check to pay for the hay.

After all that messing around and blowing our plans we decided to treat ourselves to some fun and dinner. We went to the benefit car show at the fairgrounds and drooled over some of the cars there and later went to Kowloon for Chinese food. It's so nice to be home in the house and relaxing a bit before going to bed.

What a week . . . what a day . . . Maybe next week will be a bit calmer.