Sunday, January 1, 2012

Pots and pans and big sticks

Happy New Year!
If I'm not the very first to blog on this New Day I'm pretty darn close. As I sit here I am hearing gunshots, firecrackers,M80's and of course the original noisemaker- Pots and pans and big sticks. Or maybe they are wooden spoons.
As a kid I would wait up with my very own Momma to ring in the New Year. It was such a struggle to stay awake for the midnight hour- but when ( and if) we did Mom would get her Revere ware pot, a big wooden spoon and we would go on to the front porch and bang away like fiends. We'd hoot and holler and laugh. Then it was a quick egg nog toast and off to bed we'd go. Little wonder I still hear that familiar sound over the other larger noise.
It seems like this year- this NEW year of 2012 - is being heralded a little more fervently than 2011. And why not.
First off- it is a even numbered year! Always a crowd favorite.
Secondly - it can hardly be worse than the last year. Though I suffered no long term illness or trauma I know plenty of people that have. I don't consider my yo-yo like financial status anything to compare to that.
And B- We are all gonna be dead this time next year- but there will be no next year. The Mayan's predicted it you know. How wrong could they be?
It is starting off on a good note anyway. For those of you that are keeping track, I sold Desi today.
Yep.
The last person on the last day of the last year. Prophetic? We'll see.
The woman and her boyfriend who came and took Desi home with them seem like a lovely couple. She's a Natural Horse trainer, he's a gentle but firm intermediate rider. Desi really liked him! They brought their trailer so I guess they meant business all along.   I wasn't actually prepared emotionally to sell him today, but that is usually when things happen don't they? When you least expect it? It was probably- no it WAS- better this way. NO time to get nutted up about it. I loaded him in the trailer and petted his nose. After they disappeared out of the driveway I allowed myself a small mournful sob. But not to worry- I am looking forward to the future and the new Showing Year. I am going up to see TC again on Monday and if it is meant to be- it will be.
So Lock and Load friends! Happy New Year out there!

5 comments:

Breathe said...

If the Mayans could predict the end of the world, why didn't they see the Spanairds coming? ;)

Glad you found a good home for Desi. It'll be a lovely 2012, can't wait to hear about your adventures!

BrownEyed Cowgirl said...

Wow! about Desi. It's always hard to load one up and watch them disappear, but I am excited for you that now you get the chance to find 'the one'.

One of the pit bosses in Vegas told us he was on the '2012 Savings Plan'...Asked him what that meant and he said...'These last few years have been rough, I've had to spend every dime I saved, but the world ends in 2012 so I don't have to worry about the future, right?" LOL

Maia said...

I know you must be happy sad right now. But wonderful things are on the way. The old one door closing before another can open. Now about 2012, it's funny that NASA is posting all kinds of info about stupid all of the predictions are. I personally think we're all going to be here Dec. 22nd. Well at least I hope we are.

Laughing Orca Ranch said...

Wow. You really sprung that one us...sort of non-nonchalantly, too. You're much stranger than I. I would have cried a bit, too. But then, I find myself very easily attached to my critters.
At least you were prepared in that you wanted to sell him and move on to a new horse. That had to make it a lot easier. Now the door is open.

It's cool that you have such special memories of your Mom on New Years Eve. Things were very quiet here on New Years Eve. Not a firecracker, gun, pot, pan or big stick...which is just the way I like it.

~Lisa

word verif: shugg

Perhaps you should name your new horse Shugg?

Laughing Orca Ranch said...

STRONGER...not stranger....lol!

You can't be stranger than me!

~Lisa