Being a Mom.

I would like to glimpse the Good Lords Dictionary...yup. First word I would look up? Mother! YUP. I want to find where the part is about watching your grown daughter, gallop at Mach 1, flying over jumps wider then I am tall, higher then my 4 foot Grandbaby, dropping off sheer cliffs, is at. The description, all the while dancing back and forth, cause I need the Porta John, not so conveniently placed opposite where I am, and grinning wildly, just in case she gets to catch a glimpse of me trying to look supportive, is located? The supportive, "I know Hon, it is just so awful to follow the days leader in dressage", I got that! BUT I just haven't quite figured out the part of defying death, and being happy about it part. Thank God for Valium, though am still working on convincing the doctor I need that script!

I am the Mother of an Eventer. God Bless all of us, who walk in those shoes! We are an odd group! More about that on a differant day, when I have that part figured out?!?

I am the Grandmother of a 7 y.o. Einstein, who has a personality, and looks that make even the crumedgenous old men smile, and swoon! Ask anyone at Fairhill Office, they can vouch for me! Spoiled, nope, she has her rules, and she cracks the whip if I don't follow them! Muga as she calls me, "Muga, you said I HAD to sleep in my own room, now that I am 7, so noooo, I can NOT sleep with you..." Drat what was I thinking? There will be lots of little stories about my charming girl.

IPADS...IH HATE IPADS. Why? Because it thinks it is smarter then I am. It changes my words to something else entirely. Just because it doesn't recognize a word...if I say DRAT, I mean DRAT! So please forgive my iPad, it truly can't be taught!

I am the Mother of a son, born with birth defects. To prophecies that he would never grow to old age, would have the brain of a kumquat, yes, I know, paraphrasing here! Know where my son is? The one without the brain? Getting his THIRD degree! At the ripe age of 23, soon to be 24!

I lost my Dad June 17! That colors my world right now. There are a lot of blues, grays, and muted colors. He shouldn't have died. Medical mistakes did it. I don't much have a kind eye of the medical field. More on that a differant day.

Add all this together? Insanity, mine, right smack dab in the middle of my life. Please join me as I poke fun! Of Myself, others, rules, unfairness, and vent at the way the world is sometimes in my corner!