Saturday, February 23, 2008

My Mothers Dream

My mother doesn't dream, or if she does she doesn't remember, but the other night she did, and it was a weird dream. 
She dreamt that she found Apple Jacks in his house, a long low dark ranch style house, "entertaining" some hookers and whores. She was so mad she woke herself up yelling.  Totally disturbing. My mother is dreaming about my boyfriend. She claimed it was a combination of too much CSI: Las Vegas and being ticked off at my dad. 

Friday, February 22, 2008

After almost a week

I can walk fine, but the color is moving across the top of my foot.  Only thing, I can't feel my pinky toe. But really that's probably a good thing.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Stepped On

WARNING: If you have a weak stomach I suggest you skip this post.

On Saturday I was at the barn finishing up getting Lux ready to ride. I was putting on her bridal when she side stepped and crunched my foot.  Being the smart horse she is, when she felt something funny under her foot she teisted around on it to look at it.  As she did this I yanked on her, trying to get her to step off me.  When i did this is just caused her to pushed down harder before she stepped off.
This time felt like it was minutes but I know it wasn't. As the realization hit me that my foot was searing in pain, I chocked out words to the other girl getting her pony ready to tie Lux back up and get another grownup.  
I hobbled, screaming and crying (beyond crying, though i don't know what word that would be) into the tack room and laid on the ground.  My trainers came running in and got me ice, took off my boot and put my foot up.  My pinky toe was a bit bloody, but that was it.  The mud and the way my boot leather was twisted was the only thing I had at that point to show the trauma I felt.  
I kept screaming quietly and shaking my hands trying to get the hot burning pain out of my body when my mom showed up. She was coming out to video me and luckily she showed up right then.  With her motherly wisdom she nixed my idea of putting a boot back on and riding and told me she was bringing me to the emergency room.  
Three hours, five x-rays and no fun pills later, they tell me it isn't broke and I'll be fine in a couple of days.  Oh, and I need a tetanus shot.  That hurt more than my foot.  
Well, a picture is worth a thousand words, right? Too my slight disappointment the colors aren't as vivid in the pictures and my foot isn't nearly as colorful as I hoped, but it is puffy.

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

An Early Spring

After 20 minutes of running around outside in the bright sunlight, Mocha, AppleJacks' dog, needed a siesta.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Triangle solo

Yes, that's right.  The Foo Fighters had a triangle solo.  It was a great show, and the triangle solo was only a very small bit.  I've only see the the Foo Fighters at Bridge School. Or at least I think that's the only place.  I'm starting to loose track of all the shows I've been too.  Anyway, this show bumped Damien Rice off the top of my recent shows list.  Yes, I do admit they are totally different shows so even with that I still thought Foo was great.  
They played songs from every album. They did a whole acoustic set on a stage in the middle of the floor that made it feel VERY personal despite the nose bleed seats I had.  It was a great show.  If you have a chance you shouldn't miss out.