My pretty little Lilianna

When I first moved back, it didn't take long for me to realize I was bored. I needed something to do, I wanted a horse.

Lucky me, my mom has a whole pasture full of horses and she owes me one. I just had to pick one out. So I went out into the pen and had a look. In that pen was Lil, Jack, and Nifty. I spent some time and decided I wanted Jack. I told my mom and she replied "You can't have Jack, he's sold, you can have Lil" I didn't want Lil, I wanted Jack. I wasn't taking "second best" so I decided I would just buy one instead.

Well months went by and there were a couple of close calls but nothing worked out. Finally when everything at the horse sale went for more money than I could afford, and after a lot of convincing from our horse trainer, I decided that I would settle for Lil.

This is my Lil:




I've been riding her for just over two months now and she is awesome! Best. Horse. Ever.

My Amazing Adventure to Central Washington

It all started with an email from a friend of mine: "Hey let's go to Sasquatch"

I love music festivals, love, love, love them so I bought tickets, booked a hotel room and waited. A long 3 months later, I was driving a rental car across the border, heading towards the Gorge in Central Washington. The 3 day festival included over 90 acts on 3 stages. I took in the first 2 days and a line-up that included the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Kings of Leon, TV on the Radio, NIN and Jane's Addiction along with a bunch of bands I'd never heard of.

We stayed at a Motel 6 in Moses Lake which was a super cute little town about 35 minutes away from the Gorge.

It was my first trip to the Gorge. I was amazed, easily the best venue I've ever seen. The backdrop was absolutely breath-taking and the bowl was set up to hold 10s of 1000s of people with great sight lines from almost every spot. Access in and out was easy, no traffic or big line-ups. The event was super well organized. My only complaints were, no in and out access, $9 beer, and lack of food choices.

Blah blah blah... here are some pics!

My first redneck weekend starring the award winning fun destroyer: SNOW!

May long has always been famous for it's unpredictable poor weather. But the second coming of winter? Is that necessary?

Despite it all I went camping over the weekend. We had a little redneck commune set up where we lived under a tarp and as close to the fire as possible. Alcohol (termed anti-freeze for most of the weekend) certainly helped and the trailer was warm for sleeping. So all in all, I'll have to admit it was a pretty good time. Don't get me wrong, I'd much rather been camping under the heat of the sun, but sitting around a campfire has got to be one of my favorite things.

Here are a couple of pics:

Our commune:



Watching Dean and the kids build a snowman:



Next weekend I'm heading to Seattle, for the Sasquatch music festival and to celebrate memorial day long weekend. eeeeee!! I'm excited. Let's just hope the weather is better.

Here I am...

Were you worried? No. Oh...

This past week I've been so crazy busy that I haven't even had time for tv. TV. Is Issie going to die? And please tell me Adam is still singing every week?

I just got back from another whirlwind trip to Vancouver. I was there for a marketing conference and was able to pull quite a few really great ideas that I hope to implement. So I'm on my way and I'm in the airport in Grande Prairie, just sitting there reading my Harry Potter book when this gentlemen in his late 40s approaches the service desk. I eavesdrop, of course, and find out he's frantically trying to find someplace to leave his keys. He's called his wife and she is on her way to pick them up. The flight attendant is trying to understand his rambling:

FA: You need to leave your keys? Okay. Is your car outside?

Gentleman: No, my cars at home on the farm. My wife is shopping and she's going to come pick them up. I have a remote start here and it looks like a bomb detonator and I can't bring them on the plane.

***Brief moment of awkward silence***

FA: Oh. Did someone at check-in tell you that?

Gentleman: No, but it looks like a bomb detonator and I thought I'd better not bring them on the plane.

FA: Okay sir, tell your wife she can pick up your keys at the West Jet counter.

To the credit of the Flight Attendant, she did not laugh at him. I, however, had to put my book over my face so he wouldn't see me silently laughing my ass off.

Fire and Rain

Whenever I hear the voice of James Taylor, the world stops turning:



Love.

Ouch

I'm in pain. It hurts to sit. You know the spot where your bum meets your thigh. Ya that part kills.

I rode a horse last night for the first time in 14 years. I used to ride all the time then my mom made me pick: a new horse or new skates. I choose the skates.

Apparently riding a horse is like riding a bike, you don't really forget, but if you haven't done it in a while, you're shaky and nervous to start with. In the end, everything went well, I stayed on and my bones are all still in tact. But oh how I wish to never have to sit again.

Brother to sister conversation

My Mom handing me the phone: Your brother wants to talk to you, you are in big trouble.

ME: Yo! Brother! What is up?

Brother: Where were you today? I tried to text you and I got no response.

ME: Sorry, my phone was dead so I left it at home to charge. Did you need something?

Brother: I almost got hit by a car today!

ME: Really?! What happened

Brother: I was so depressed that you didn't return my text message that I stepped out in front it.