  I gave myself a migraine today. I like to get up early and feed the horses and get them out of the barn before it gets too hot. I asked the husband to call me before he went to bed, and he tried - but the baby had crawled into bed with me and was sleeping on the phone. So when it rang, I didn't hear it. I woke up, it looked a little brighter than it should have - I looked at the phone and it said 1140 or somethign like that. I jumped out of bed, knowing it was already hotter than hell, and that the horses were probably out of water and sweating to death in the barn. I was running around the house trying to get ready to leave, when I noticed the microwave clock - it was only like 700 am.
But by then, I already had a headache. Feeding this morning was uneventful, which is always happy news. Yesterday, I took all of the kids with me down to the barn. I had Leavy brushing Rosie, and Rex brushing Houdini. ( I need to change Houdini's name - it is just not him). Anyhow, Leavy was brushing her all over, then I gave him the hair brush, and he started brushing her mane - and she just stopped eating her grain and closed her eyes and soaked it up.
I don't think I have ever seen a horse as sweet as she is. But she just stood there and you could see her just absorbing all the attention from him that she could. Houdini seemed pretty much indifferent to being brushed - he was too busy eating. Anyhow, feeding tonight was pretty uneventful. David - that has the apps got there just as I was getting ready to leave - so I stayed and talked with him a while. He has a lot of interesting trivia - about texas history, and things like that. I invited him to go riding with us this up coming week - and he thought that would be pretty good too. Sherry called tonight - she was telling me that her nephew Travis died. She was cryng hysterically - and as soon as I said that Travis had lived on borrowed time for his whole life, she just quit crying. Real tears I can appreciate - attention whoring on someone else's tragedy I don't. A real quick life history on Travis - he was born with pretty severe spina bifida, and his whole life has mostly been a result of hard work on his mother's behalf.
She was always at his bedside, a doting mother, and did everything that she could to give him as normal a life with as much quality of life that any human could do. At one point, his sister who was going through nursing school wanted to take care of him, but she lived in Michigan - so they moved him up to Michigan so she could be near him.
But his mom went up there every chance she got, and every time he got sick. He spent a lot of time in hospitals - and it was a heck of a struggle for life everytime he was in there. She was truly a good mother to him - hell she was a good mother to all of her children. But on the Sherry thing - everytime her sister had a family emergency, Sherry would be out there carrying on like it was her personal tragedy and it wasn't. But when it was Sherry's personal tragedy( like both of her daughters getting hysterectomies) she was pretty tight lipped, instead of calling everyone in the country, like she did when something happened in her sister's family. I got pretty brusque with her, and finally she found a reason to get off of the phone. Well - enough depressing talk for now. I am goign to close this up and try to get some rest. 
