Where's This Lady When My Truck Is Dirty?

Amazing.

Where The Heck Has Mala Been???

We have a new addition to the family!  After waiting 40 years to buy her next horse, my aunt Di and I went horse shopping last week.  For the first time ever, I didn't buy the first horse we saw... nope, we bought the 6th one. 
Interesting day checking out the horses on the back stretch of Suffolks Down and I think we brought home something very special...

Meet "Wrong Street", aka Taz

Stunning isn't he?

So I've been a wee-bit pre-occupied with getting this guy settled in.  He'll need some time to figure out how to be a horse away from life on the race track and then we can begin the process of re-training him into, hopefully, a nice hunter jumper.

I'll keep you updated on his progress.

In the meantime, look who's riding...

Dare I say Morgan has the riding bug????  She has now claimed Mr. Dee as "her horse".  Which, oddly enough, leaves me horse-less... again.

10 Years Come and Gone

August is National Lazy Ass Blogger month. You didn't know? Well it is. And I'm the crowned princess of lazy ass blogging this month. So there. But I promise, I'm making up for it next month. You'll see.

Anyhoo, today is Joe and I's (or is it 'Joe and my'? Joe and Mine? Me's and Joe's... ack, whatever, you know what I mean! Just flippin' be happy I showed up today, alright!) 10th wedding anniversary. And holding fast to my lazy ass blogger crown, I'll tell this story in pictures. deal.

Such a handsome group of guys, eh?

You know it wouldn't be my wedding without the horses there! At the end of the ceremony everyone clapped and the horses took off at a gallop. People asked me how I trained them to do that. Ha!

I was going to ride Mr. Dee down the aisle but hey, I've seen America's Funniest Videos enough times to know nothing good will come of that. So I settled for a picture with him. I sent this shot to a friend who displayed it at her barn and after staring at the photo for a bit, one of her little riding students declared she too wanted to marry a horse!

We released butterflies during the ceremony. Here's a shot of my Mother trying to save one who hadn't read the script that he was supposed to gracefully flutter away.

Can you believe this little toddling flower girl is no other than Courtney. She had just turned a year old weeks earlier and only figured out the whole 'walking thing' literally one week before the wedding. whew! She did a fabulous job even though she got a little distracted and started to high-tail off course. kids!

Yeah, that's why I married him.

And now that Courtney had a full 7 days of walking upright under her elastic-band waistband, she dared to swipe fellow flower girl Courtney's basket o' flowers and managed a speedy getaway.

And it wouldn't be my wedding without a little flesh flashin'!

So there you have it. And they said it wouldn't last... Oh wait, I think I said that. Shit, I owe Joe $20 bucks!

Foto Flashin' Friday

Morgan meets Aerosmith frontman, Steve TylerAnd they have a moment.

Beck of the Bubbles

Times Square... feels like I was just here.

Joe & Beck at the site of the World Trade Towers

Must be this tall to ride this attraction

Atlas statue that used to sit in the World Trade Center plaza, found months later under all the debris

Bushkill Falls

Feeding the Canadian Geese (AKA pissing off the locals)

Tubing with Bev

Chillin': Bev and Mala style

There you go. The laziest post ever.

Dude Looks Like (an Old) Lady!

Vacation was fabulous... blah, blah, blah. I'll get to that all later. But first I just saw something that has scared me and scarred me! You may want to turn away... but I know you won't.



ARGH! Sweet Jesus on a Pogo Stick!!! What the hell is that!? First I thought that old bitty has got to be Madonna's mother... or grandmother.
You see the resemblance, right?


But then to my extreme shock and horror, I discover this old broad flashin' some cleav is allegedly.....(gulp)....... Steven Tyler!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Seriously, he hurt his shoulder...how did that result in him becoming an old shriveled handbag wearing Nicole Richie's sunglasses!

So I refused to believe it was him. I mean, I love me some Aerosmith, and although Steven Tyler is no Joe Perry, I've never thought he looked like an elderly lady/Capuchin Monkey hybrid!

But of course with this image haunting and tormenting my brain, I had to delve deeper into this mystery.
Unfortunately, I found this:


ARGHGHGYGHGYG!!!!! Cripes sake! It IS Steven Tyler!!!! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

So for all of you bloggers who have been lamenting your fading youth.... there you go. Feel better?

Next Stop on the Fun Tour

Morgan (and Mommy and Daddy) survived summer camp! I picked her up Friday morning and all appeared to be joyful and camp-a-rific. Morgan reported that she was homesick three times but that she had a great time. However, she hasn't committed to returning next year. So we'll see.