ROAD TRIP!!!

Monday morning started by grabbing April and hauling her to the vet for a $25.00 glance by the vet in order to procure a health certificate for her trip home to Oklahoma. The crabby old bitty thanked me by flipping out in the trailer when we got back to the farm and breaking yet another trailer tie. You gotta love mares! The DH made sure the truck and trailer were hooked up, fueled up and ready for an early morning departure complete with 3 spare tires and a socket set (?). Tuesday morning's alarm sounded much too early after a sleepless night. How can anybody be expected to sleep with a slightly psychotic cat running around the house in the middle of the night like somebody has shot her full of speed? Then the dog started. click click click went her nails on the awful Pergo flooring. Back and forth to get a drink of water she went. I finally chased her into the oldest tax deductions room and closed her neurotic water drinking ass in there. Ahhh! Sleep at last! And then the damned alarm started screaming. I slither out of my covers while coming to terms with the fact that I will not be putting on makeup and doing my hair like a real person. Jeans, t-shirt (with hole) ponytail and hiking boots and I am good. Pretty? NO Presentable? In some company maybe.



I get over to the farm and it is still dark. As I turn on my geeky little baseball cap light and open the gate, Rent-A-Donkey starts braying. Loudly. I turn to her and damned if she isn't headed right toward me a little too fast and very much a little too pissed off. She had her ears back, her tail up, neck stretched out and was hollering at me at the top of her little pregnant lungs. I would like the record to show that this fat girl can move if given proper motivation and honey, I was properly motivated! As I arrived at April's stall she is too freaked out by my light to move so catching her was a breeze despite the trailer attached to the noisily idling diesel truck. She loaded no problem and off we went to pick up my travelling buddy for the day.



I arrive at Jan's a hair past 7 (well maybe like 30 minutes late, damned snooze button). Out she comes all bouncy and happy down her driveway. She gets to the truck and she has her hair done. And makeup. And her clothes match. And she doesn't have holes. And I think I may have to hate her for looking so neat and perky this early in the morning. Off to Oklahoma we go by way of the first Starbuck's we can find. We had a very chatty and nice ride up to Joleen's with only one potty stop which isn't bad for two caffeinated girls.

Once at Joleen's we unloaded a very confused horse to the great joy of a very happy stallion. No nookie for you Bud! Jan grabbed her high falootin' camera and Joleen proceeded to walk us around to introduce Jan to all her gorgeous horses. Jan got a crash course in color genetics that I am sure sunk in to the point that she could relay it in her sleep. Jan was especially taken with Brunhilda, one of Joleen's splashsabinoframereallypretty horses. Truthfully, beyond sabino I just know that Brunhilda is one cool looking chick. Jan was playing photographer extraordinaire. Just ask her to see the pictures she took. HUH JAN????

After the tour we sat in the grass and played with the quite personable 'Dog' and chatted with Joleen for much too short of a time. Jan and I loaded up and headed back home to the good side of the river before the storms hit. We were both pretty whipped from the day but I know I certainly enjoyed it! Thanks for going Jan!!!!

Double Whammy

So the bitch in England that I bought my much debated and anticipated Barefoot Cheyenne saddle from stiffed me. I got my refund from Paypal today and did what any responsible girl would do. I bought another Cheyenne. And a shiny matching high dollar saddle pad. I am so jazzed about this saddle. I have been sitting the fence getting one because out of the eight thousand saddles I have bought for Shaqerriae NONE FIT! I have decided that if my fat ass cannot ride in a treeless then I either need to not ride her or get in shape once and for all. Well, I need to get in shape at any rate and that 3rd glass of Pinot Grigio I just had is not helping that particular cause. Anyhoo ( I loathe that term) I bought both and the seller is Fed-Exing them for free to me. Since I overshot my budget and am now broke I am taking donations of a girth, leathers and irons. That or can someone distract Di so I can raid her tackroom? See my saddle and pad? Ain't they purty? Lucky me my Zilco matches the pad!

B.R.S.

David, I love you and will forever miss you.

Machovsky, David "Guido" Funeral services for David "Guido" Machovsky, 46, of Wills Point, are scheduled for 2:00 p.m. Tuesday, March 3, 2009, at Allan Fuller Funeral Home Chapel in Wills Point with Rev. Benny Chaffin officiating. Interment will follow at New Hope Cemetery near Wills Point. He passed away late Friday night, February 27, 2009, at his residence. David was born May 5, 1962, in Garland, Texas, the son of Clarence Patrick Machovsky and Mary Ann Supak Machovsky. He was raised in Garland and Caldwell. In 1981, he graduated from North Garland High School and later from DeVry University in Irving. Throughout the 1980's, he was employed as an iron worker in many facets. David changed his profession in 1993 and became a tower hand in the telecommunications field. Before his illness, he earned his position as executive vice-president of Charys Holding Company in Atlanta, Georgia. On April 3, 1993, he married Deana Marie Rynders Shields in Dallas. He lived in Garland prior to moving to Wills Point 91/2 years ago. David was a member of Round'em Up Cowboy Church in Wills Point and a member of the Iron Worker's Union. He enjoyed boating, fishing, woodworking, welding, guns and horses. He also loved being with family, friends and watching westerns starring John Wayne. Preceded in death by his grandparents, John & Julie Machovsky; Charlie & Mary Supak; Floyd & Ruth Johnson and his father-in-law, Dean Rynders. David is survived by his wife, Deana Marie Machovsky, of Wills Point; father, Clarence "Mac" Machovsky & wife, Bea, of McKinney; mother, Mary Ann Humphries & husband, George, of Port Aransas; son, Jeffrey Shields Jr. & fiancee, Carrie Ihde, of McKinney; 2 daughters, Kati Machovsky & fiance, Anthony Providenti, of Pocono Summit, PA and Holly Shields & fiance, Lance LyBrand, of Wills Point; 3 brothers, John Machovsky, of Wills Point, Mike Machovsky, of Port Aransas and Frank Machovsky, of Corpus Christi; sister, Catherine Machovsky, of Plano; step-brother, Floyd Smith, of Raleigh, NC; step-sister, Tami Wilson, of McKinney; mother-in-law, Nancy Rynders, of Dallas; brother-in-law, Kevin Rynders & wife, Shelly, of Garland; many nieces and nephews and his pets, Samson, Hobo and Dollar. Pallbearers: John Machovsky, Mike Machovsky, Frank Machovsky, Jeffrey Shields, Jr., Tim Pelton and Lonnie Blackwell. Sympathy tributes may be made to the National Brain Tumor Society, East Coast Office, 124 Watertown Street, Suite 2D, Watertown, MA 02472. Family will receive friends at the funeral home Monday evening from 6:00 - 8:00 p.m. Allan Fuller Funeral Home 205 Hwy. 64 Wills Point, TX (903) 873-3933 www.allanfullerfuneralhome.com

I Shall Return

For the few lonely souls that wonder where I have gone: I am dealing with the painful loss of a friend. He was more than a friend. He was a part of my family. Until I can deal with the huge hole in my heart I just need some time. I'll post again soon when the tears ease.