Well Hello Sailor!!!  This is a photo of the fleet visiting NYC......spectacular site watching them come up the Hudson River....just something else to see.  Don't you just feel for the mums & dads that serve on these ships?  How they must miss their little ones and miss their families??  How they protect our way of life every day??  How they put themselves in the path of danger so we are all safe and we sleep well at night??  These men and women are so brave.  They deserve nothing but the highest respect from us.  Anyone that dares say anything negative about them should stand in their shoes for a day or so.  Go live their lives.  It is so easy to forget what danger they face every day just so we can go about our every day errands, school, go for that run in the park, go ride your horse, take your kids to a movie...whatever we do.  I salute our troops.  I am in awe of their bravery. 

I thank them for making my little boys world safer.  

This is my horse Joshua.  I called him Josh.  I bred him and broke him and trained him.  He was a wonderful loving, happy, eager to please, fun loving horse....He was a pure Arabian and he won at many many shows.  He was my friend.  During times of extreme darkness in my life he was there.  Always a friendly soft nose in my face....a nudge in my side, a look that would just make me laugh.....I swear I would get to the stables early in the morning for our ride, and during winter, when it was still dark outside, he would be all snuggled up under his blankets and laying down in his stable.  He would absolutely refuse to get up. No joke.  Would not budge.  I mean you could sit on this horse while he was laying down and he would just look at you as if to say "you can sit there all you like but I ain't gettin up"....  If I was late to feed him, he would push his butt up against the stable door so that I could not get in.  He would turn his head just enough so that I could see the disgust on his face.  Do you think he would move this butt???? No.........Not until he was ready.  No slapping that butt would move it.....I would just end up having to laugh.  He was simply teaching me a lesson.   Josh was one of those horses that would gallop up to you in an open field.  You would call him and his head would pop up and his ears would go forward and he would call out to you and come at you at a FULL GALLOP.....hahahahahaha.  It was truely an exercise only for the brave because he would gallop right up to you and then suddenly slam on the brakes so he did not hit you.....He thought this sooooooo funny.  Ah Josh.  When he passed away it broke my heart.  Our pets are our family - Yes??  What would we do without them...He was so wonderful in so many ways......I still miss him today.  Hopefully he is galloping around in a huge sunny field filled with wonderful green grass and lots of other happy horses to play with......oh and maybe a couple of human souls to mess with just for fun.......

My Little Comedian

It is 9.10pm and  am sittng in my sons room trying to get him to go to sleep - the past couple of nights have been a nightmare.  He will not go down to sleep - he babbles hysterically - it is not crying, it is babbling.Hysterical babbling......"dadadaddadaahahahahdadadamamamamama" yelling this.  

I am not a let them cry it out fan.  I am not emotionally equipped to do that.  I would drink us out of every wine and liquor in our apartment and then go get more......Then I would become more emotional and my husband would want to jump off the balcony.  Not pretty.  

So, I sat him up in his crib, and he stopped his babbling immediately..........ahhhh peace.   But now he is currently  peering at me thru the slats....actually quite funny as he goes from gap to gap to get a better view......but if I laugh at him I am done for.........so I am trying to ignore him....so friggen funny tho........hahahhahhaaaaaaaaaaaaa oh goodness I need a glass of wine....
Last night we did this until around 9pm when he finally did go to sleep, and then slept thru until 6.30am.  Nice. 

 I think he is starting to suffer from separation anxiety of some sort at nght.  He is quite happy to go down in the morning for his nap - this is what I don't get.  Why is he happy to go down in the morning yet the night is such a different story.....???

So I figured that I would just sit here and answer emails while he works out whatever it is in his head that he needs to work out.  He is being so funny right now - just gooing and gahing me - and peering at me....honestly....WTF???  HAHAHAHAHA.  such a friggen comedian.

 He has his butt in the air right now and is sucking on his sheets......it is so bloody hard not to laugh at this little comedian....now he is lying on his tummy talking to me and perring thru the slats at me.........I am biting my lips not to laugh at him........Where do they learn this??????  He is so tired.  But so determined not to sleep......