WHAT'S NEXT...............

I want to send apologizes to all who vist my blog, I'm sorry I haven't been by to visit. Things have been in an uproar around here. Sometimes it seems when it rains, it pours. I have been off this week and man, did I have a huge list of things to do around here while I was off. Did anything get done, maybe a couple of things but that's been it. I have been doctoring a goat, Lulubelle, I don't really know what is wrong with her. She is eating and acting like nothings wrong but her left side of face is swollen. I first thought she had gotten snake bit but that wasn't it. I then thought it was something wrong inside her mouth, that wasn't it either. So, I have been dosing her up on meds. The other morning hubby went in to work, he owns his own gas/service station plus has a Uhaul business, and noticed that our other truck was gone. He called to see if one of the kids had gotten it. He then called the police and yup, the truck had gotten stolen. Talk about a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. As you may remember, I had my identity stolen back at the first of the year, still dealing with that crap, but they did catch the mexican, and I am pressing charges. Now, this. The truck is a 90 z71 brown short wheel base 4x4. We bought a new truck and had the old one for sale. Whoever got the truck, knew what they were doing. For we had both sets of the keys and there was no glass on the ground. Plus they had to stop for gas for the truck was on empty. We asked the police if they had been around to the other gas stations to see if maybe something was caught on video. They said that they gas stations wouldn't know if the truck was stolen or not. HELLO, look to see if it was video. Then they wanted to know how much money we would be getting from the insurance. HA, we didn't have insurance for we haven't drove the truck in like 3 months. I also gave them a couple of places to look for these people run a chop-shop. They informed me, that they probably didn't have it. WELL HELL, what some wonderful cops we have here in Pontotoc. I told them I bet if I was coming back from the beer store with a 6 pack of beer to drink at home they would know everything about it and where I was. I live in a small town, where everyone knows everyone and where I am kin to just about everyone. And believe me, I do know how to shake some tail feathers and ruffle some too. The past two days I have been out looking for some kind of lead on the truck. I do know that it was seen pulling into Wal-Mart about 9:30 the night it was stolen. Do you think I called the law and told them? Nope, I am going this morning to talk to the manager and see if they have anything on video. One cop I talked to said,' God help them if you findwho stole your truck.' HMMM....

Yesterday morning after we made the police report, I went through town, there was every county and city cop up on the court square. The business was having a candy party for the kids. Ok, is my taxes paying them to babysit? I did pull up next to some cops that was just standing around joking and talking and asked if they had found my DAMN truck yet. One informed me there first objective was to make sure these little kids were safe. I told him okay, but when I find my truck I won't be calling the law, I would be the law. One cop said man that little snip is mean. No, I'm not mean but I pay my taxes and I thought they took an oath to serve and protect not babysit. I work hard everyday for what I have and I will be damn if I'm just going to sit on the sidelines and twiddle my thumbs while these lowlife takes something of mine. And I don't pay taxes for these so- called cops to chase these gals with short skirts, sit around talking on a cell-phone, or to babysit. OH OH OH, they are also(city councel) is wanting to pass a bill that states that if you have a dead plant or bush in your yard, you have 30 days to replace or they will fine you. HMMMM.... when they start paying the house payment and taxes then they can tell me how to do my yard and if the damn bush or plant needs to be replace. They need to be worried about getting some jobs in here, better protection, lowering taxes, and stop with all this petty stuff. The people of Pontotoc also needs to know exactly where our money is going when we send our so called mayor to these conventions, and most of all who he is taken with him and it's not his wife. How do I know? His wife is my Mom's first cousin. Yea, I'm fixing to shake the cherry tree and more than likely piss a bunch of people off.

DRIVE 'EM LIKE YOU STOLE 'EM JUST DON'T ROPE 'EM.......

Here is David's ponies. David works them at home but when it comes to competion, he lets Kyle drive them and he hooks the double tree. If the ponies step on the rope on either side, they are out. After awhile the sled gets heavy and that's where you really have to drive them. Sometimes you have to work the ponies from side to side to get the sled to move. There are times when it comes to just inches winning the class. As you can see in the picture, David is watching the sled to see how far they have to go and which way Kyle needs to go either right or left.

ON YOUR MARK, GET SET,..........GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When we was in TN for the pony pulling there was other activites going on. They were having a possum race. Yes, live possums was used but don't worry , they wasn't harmed during this nor was the kids or adults. This is where you catch a possum and race it. They had a track built about 20ft and you could race your possum against someone else's possum. Last year we raced a possum but this year we just bet on some. If you won the first heat, then you went on to the second heat, this continued until only one possume was left and that was the winner. I know, the things we Southerns do for fun. Boy, us rednecks sure know how to have fun, don't we.lol Now, about the mullet. I know some of ya'll have wondered about what the business in the front and party in the back mean. It's the describtion of the haircut. It's short in the front, which we call the business cut and in the back it's way longer. So that's where the party in the back come from.

IT'S IT'S IT'S.............

Little Joe Dirt. Naw, just looks like him. We was in Tn at the Annual Possum day festival where we competed in the pony pulling. As always I have to go and check out the possum race and imagine the look on my face when I seen this little fellow. Ok, hope I don't offend anyone here but seriously what Mother would allow their child to have this mullet? Here I am, living in the South, have heard everything there is to living in the South, you know, rednecks, hillbillys, marrying cousins(that's for another post) no teeth, and everyone with a mullet, but reality is ....NO we don't wear mullets. Or not anymore that went out like in the early 90's. I watched this little Joe Dirt during the possum race and couldn't help but smile. There he was running around with his business in the front and party in the back flowing behind him as he ran around toting his possum. He was so proud of his possum.

I just love this song.........

I'm gonna slide on down Pull my bull rope tight Gonna get wild and westernOut here tonight Drew KathmanduA good bull to ride I spur the lotAnd I'm ready to rock Let's go outside[Chorus]And the world explodes As they open up my chute And the crowd goes wild When they turn this bad boy loose Ain't gonna go down, down, down On the Soul Side of Wonder I'm a big bull rider Yeah, a big bull rider![Chorus]Yeah, a big bull rider![Thanks to rjlouise for lyrics

BIG BULL RIDER........

Last night found us at a rodeo at Tishomingo County Fair. It was a 2 hour drive getting there. My event was up first, Dass gave me a little trouble getting in the gate, when we went in, I thought everything was going good. The first barrel looked and felt awesome but I knew I was in trouble coming out of the second, we knocked it down coming out of it, so I know it was something I done. Going into the third, I knew I had to make up some time so I went to spurring. The third was good. We came off of it spurring and whipping. I got a 5 second penality added so I was out of the money. Then Brian was up to ride. He drew a good bull. This bull really gave Brian some good bucks and air. I knew when I seen him in the chutes pull his hat down tight that he was going to give it his all. He scored a 76 which put him in the lead. I knew then that no one could touch that. (If you look behind the bulls head, you can see me in the pink shirt on the fence hollaring for my lil big bull rider) . Every rider that was up after him and before didn't even get close to his score. Yea, my big bull rider won the rodeo. There is just something about being hooked on a 8 second ride but believe me, from a Mother's point of view, standing on the fence watching your lil cowboys climb onto the back of a bull to ride, that is the longest 8 seconds of your life.

SHE'S 41 AND HER DADDY STILL CALLS HER BABY.....

And all the people in P-Town say I'm crazy but I don't care. I think it's just cause they don't understand me or my ways. I wear ungly clothes, a big hat, grow things in the garden for that's what southern women do. Right? I always thought that was the way to dress and live for it is a quote out of my favorite movie,'Steel Magnolias'. Just like Delta Dawn is my theme song(well a couple of verses are) the only thing is I don't walk around town with a suitcase in my hand, I ride in a cart pulled by a GOAT.lol Yup, I turned 41 yesterday. OMG, I use to think that age was terribly old. Now, hell, it's the best time of my life. My kids are grown and some areout of their own, alot of our debit is now gone, so now it's just alot of free time to find out who I am and rekindle my love for my hubby. wink, wink. People say that 40 is over the hill and everything after that is down hill. You think they were talking about gravitity? I sure know that it is working against me.lol But as far as age, let's see, I made it to 40 now I have made it to 41 let's just hope I rock-n- roll to 50 and after that, I'm going to crawl and scratch like hell to the other birthdays. Honestly, I don't think I trully enjoyed life until I hit my mid 30s. It's like now I look at things totally different, and really apperciate the things in life. It's just when I look in a mirror it scares the living crap out of me. I get introduced to a new line and wrinkle every day. As far as grey hair, well, as long as wal-mart stays open I will keep them in business buying hair color. If only I could find my car keys, my purse and my glasses.