Journal of J

Ting a ling a ling….

Ok so I had to sing the bit from "Sleepless in Seattle" where Meg Ryan is driving at Christmas and singing along. 

Have had horses on my brain lately.  That and writing.  And reading.  Like Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum books.  Recommend starting at number one but good in any order.  You do lose some cuz there are references to pervious events but you can deal.  I started reading The Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff.  It was recommended to me by my brother.  Lots of good view points in there.  Doubt I will be come a Taoist.  I have enough just dealing with what I am besides becoming anything new.  Just being wife, mom etc is plenty good some days.

I mentioned wanting to be a writer at my mom’s group.  Have been secretly wishing that for a long time.  We had talked about what our dreams were and how they have changed from before motherhood, now as moms and our future dreams as well as dreams for our children.  Made me think a lot about how a dream is a sign post on the highway of life and in the valleys we might lose sight of the dream but that it is still there when we top that hill again.  My writing sign post is there.  My motor isn’t running there yet though.  I am stuck in the mud as it were.  Still there.  Not sure how close I will get.  I also wonder how many will bring up my writing aspirations.

My Dad and I do a lot of horse talk.  Getting two more horses has got me to thinking and well wishing I had a huge bankroll.  I think I’d be tempted to get a few horses.  Investments.  I have thought since I was young (A dream along with the writing one) that it would be neat to train a horse from the time they are young- weanling-1-2 yr old. 

My downfall is lack of knowledge.  I have been doing more reading on it… unfortuantely I don’t do as well reading ‘dry’ stuff as I do novels and ‘juicy’ as it were.  Still I try.  And I let some common sense try to rule.  I had a good spill a number of years ago due to a horse that spooked cuz of treatment during a previous ride with another rider.  I was gimpy and drug reliant for a while…and of course scared DH.  Have had a good spill since.  The bruise impressed my DS a couple weeks after the spill.  The unpredictabiltity of horses.  What I dream of is a horse that is in sync with me.  Not sure I have found him/her yet.  Or if I ever will.  It is amazing when you do find a great partner.

A good quote to go with that…

A cat looks down on you,

A dog looks up to you,

A horse looks you in the eye

and calls you friend.