Shopping 101

This weekend I attended a shopping event in Scottsdale AZ, Junk in the Trunk, Vintage Shopping, it was an incredible production with some very talented artists, a collection of vintage items from newly created vintage look to vintage industrial items.

But as all venues that are worth attending, crowds are large and spaces are small, thus creating my personal nightmare, the shopping frenzy. I took a break to get away from the crowds and pushing, just feeling frustrated, got a hotdog and sat down.

This is when I thought we need a Shopping Etiquette handout, outlining the proper way to shop when spaces are tight and crowds are large… Maybe it should start as follows,

A) Women with small children, please keep your strollers to the center isle and don’t leave your children in the entryway to booths unattended while you shop, thus blocking the way in and out for others. I will move your child out of my way.

B)If you need to send a text message while standing in the only way around the booth in front of the item we all want to see, don’t.

C) Travel up and down the isle in the same direction as traffic flows, keeping things rolling smoothly.

D) If you need to suddenly stop and take the phone call( assuming it is a life threating call) leave the booth, move towards the middle of the isle allowing others to keep shopping.

E) Don’t stand at the entry to the booth and look at an item for 20 minutes not allowing anyone in or out, and when I ask you nicely to move please don’t give me that rude look.

F) Don’t share your life story with the only attendant in the booth, we all would like to pay and move along.

G) Don’t stop walking in the traffic flow to have a conversation with your shopping buddy.. it is much like stopping on the freeway, you will get run over.

I am sure you all have several other etiquette items that need to be on this list, feel free to add them, it is for the greater good of all.

A New Life Chapter

If someone would have told me that I would be starting a new company, in a new State, living alone in a 40′ Fifth Wheel, in a community with retired traveling seniors, did I say alone, at this point in my life I would have wrinkled my forehead and looked upon them as if they were crazy! But I am and excited about it! I do believe I might be somewhat crazy!

Two days ago Cooled hooked my new home to his truck and towed it out here to AZ! I hugged my dear friend goodbye in the driveway promising to come home often and ride, I love her like my sister and it was painful to leave her. Inset here thoughts of doubt and fear. As I drove off I thought it will be okay I will be home often, I am leaving my dogs, horses, daughter, mom and husband….

It is my first night now alone here in Trailer Paradise, and here is my first dinner.mesa 008
Wine, cheese and meat on a mini-bagel with humus spread!
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My new desk… love it, such a perfect little space for my blog.

My lucky turtle!

My lucky turtle!

So I think I need a bit of practice shopping for uno! Interesting food selection.

So I think I need a bit of practice shopping for uno! Interesting food selection.

Looking forward to this new adventure in a new State, let the crazy begin!

I Think There Must Be A Mistake

Do you ever have those moments when everything just makes sense? Well I did, just the other day. So I call Cooled as we are purchasing a new car and I need information from him that's at home and I am in AZ. He answers the phone, sounding a bit down, so unlike him. I inquire as to what might be wrong, and it seems he has tummy trouble, and unable to locate the paperwork I need, based on his not feeling well.  As much as I can appreciate not feeling well I start thinking when was the last time I felt so bad that I was unable to function? It was with my migraine that put me in the hospital, it was a bad one, 911 was called by Cooled and I was put in the ambulance and hauled off. Other than that I think having surgery was the last time I was a bit unable to function, tummy trouble never keeps a gal down. So here comes my thought, if God created man in his image then does it make sense that God is male? I think not, I think God is female. Are we not the stronger of the gender? Do we not bare the children? Do we not clean up the dirty diapers and vomit without as much as a twinge of a gag? Are we not the ones who work 2 jobs and raise kids without missing a day? Does a head cold or tummy trouble make us dysfunctional? Nope, we carry on. So again if God created Man in his image I say he created Woman in her image and Man to do the heavy lifting.  It makes sense, right? Like the Garden of Eden, so when does a woman not resist food? We all do all the time, but when can you recall your man saying no to that slice of pie? Heck man cant resist much, not food and sometimes other women.  So take a moment and think about this, a man got hold of the Bible changed all he's to she's and she's to he's.  It just makes the world right again.

Do you ever have those moments when everything just makes sense? Well I did, just the other day.
So I call Cooled as we are purchasing a new car and I need information from him that’s at home and I am in AZ. He answers the phone, sounding a bit down, so unlike him. I inquire as to what might be wrong, and it seems he has tummy trouble, and unable to locate the paperwork I need, based on his not feeling well.
As much as I can appreciate not feeling well I start thinking when was the last time I felt so bad that I was unable to function? It was with my migraine that put me in the hospital, it was a bad one, 911 was called by Cooled and I was put in the ambulance and hauled off. Other than that I think having surgery was the last time I was a bit unable to function, tummy trouble never keeps a gal down.
So here comes my thought, if God created man in his image then does it make sense that God is male? I think not, I think God is female. Are we not the stronger of the gender? Do we not bare the children? Do we not clean up the dirty diapers and vomit without as much as a twinge of a gag? Are we not the ones who work 2 jobs and raise kids without missing a day? Does a head cold or tummy trouble make us dysfunctional? Nope, we carry on. So again if God created Man in his image I say he created Woman in her image and Man to do the heavy lifting.
It makes sense, right? Like the Garden of Eden, so when does a woman not resist food? We all do all the time, but when can you recall your man saying no to that slice of pie? Heck man cant resist much, not food and sometimes other women.
So take a moment and think about this, a man got hold of the Bible changed all he’s to she’s and she’s to he’s.
It just makes the world right again.


Horses eye

A Little Chestnut Mare

A Little Chestnut Mare I truly believe that a spirit of horse connects to the soul of a woman. You can feel it run through your veins like the warmth of the sun on your skin on a cold day.  These connections don’t happen often, and when they do it is special. She rode into the arena so confident her four white socks low in the front and higher in the back, head lowered and ears listening to her rider.  The arena was busy 20 horsemen breaking 40 new colts and she carrying a cowboy to assist in all matters crazy. Her face with a large white blaze and above her left eye a perfect circle cut out showing her chestnut color, and there on her right hip the number 54! Oh could she be for sale? This was a 5 day event for unbroken colts that receive the benefit of world class trainers who take them from the ranch herd they run in to under saddle ,cow exposed and the last day off to auction to the public for sale. Why did she have a number? Page 21 Lot #54 Sweet Dualin Jewels, 7 year old mare, she is for sale!  Okay, so she caught my eye out of the 50 plus horses in the arena. Really, 4 horses at home 248 miles away, no horse trailer this can’t be happening. Okay just one peak at her at that stalls, I just know she will be “marey” and yucky, right? Nope there she was quite, sweet and just so perfect! It seems she was a high school student’s horse and qualified in the high school and state finals cutting events. Trail perfect and cow broke…. Oh my! Yup I was smitten and coming back to the auction.  No rest all night, how high will I go, how many will be bidding on her… she would just be perfect with Hank. Liza from our town was there, she offered to trailer her home,  it was all so perfect. I know this is going to happen!  Time is nearing and I am getting sick to my stomach, the parking lot is full, I lose my bidding card, the seats are filling, conversations around us are about the “aged” horses for sale today, I am getting a headache. She is number 5 in the lineup, up first is Lot 51a 12 year old red dun  gelding , oh please all of you here want him, please be here for him not Jewel! The biding starts 1,000, 1,500 oh good, nobody is spending money today…. I have a chance  2,500, 4,000, 5,500, 7,200, What? It stops 13,500. Ouch this is not good. Next up 48, he sells at 3,500...okay this is better. Two more about the same okay this is good. In she comes, a cowboy brings her in she is showing off, working a calf pure confidence , bidding starts, 10,000 no cards, 5,000 no cards, 1,500 cards up, quickly 2,500, 3,500, 4,500..5,000 is my limit, stop.. Stop… 6,000, 6,500, 7,000, 8,000……….8,500. Sold!  To the rancher in the front row with the white cowboy hat, take care of my Jewel.

A Little Chestnut Mare
I truly believe that a spirit of horse connects to the soul of a woman. You can feel it run through your veins like the warmth of the sun on your skin on a cold day. These connections don’t happen often, and when they do it is special.
She rode into the arena so confident her four white socks low in the front and higher in the back, head lowered and ears listening to her rider.
The arena was busy 20 horsemen breaking 40 new colts and she carrying a cowboy to assist in all matters crazy. Her face with a large white blaze and above her left eye a perfect circle cut out showing her chestnut color, and there on her right hip the number 54! Oh could she be for sale? This was a 5 day event for unbroken colts that receive the benefit of world class trainers who take them from the ranch herd they run in to under saddle ,cow exposed and the last day off to auction to the public for sale. Why did she have a number? Page 21 Lot #54 Sweet Dualin Jewels, 7 year old mare, she is for sale!
Okay, so she caught my eye out of the 50 plus horses in the arena. Really, 4 horses at home 248 miles away, no horse trailer this can’t be happening. Okay just one peak at her at that stalls, I just know she will be “marey” and yucky, right? Nope there she was quite, sweet and just so perfect! It seems she was a high school student’s horse and qualified in the high school and state finals cutting events. Trail perfect and cow broke…. Oh my! Yup I was smitten and coming back to the auction.
No rest all night, how high will I go, how many will be bidding on her… she would just be perfect with Hank. Liza from our town was there, she offered to trailer her home, it was all so perfect. I know this is going to happen!
Time is nearing and I am getting sick to my stomach, the parking lot is full, I lose my bidding card, the seats are filling, conversations around us are about the “aged” horses for sale today, I am getting a headache. She is number 5 in the lineup, up first is Lot 51a 12 year old red dun gelding , oh please all of you here want him, please be here for him not Jewel! The biding starts 1,000, 1,500 oh good, nobody is spending money today…. I have a chance 2,500, 4,000, 5,500, 7,200, What? It stops 13,500. Ouch this is not good. Next up 48, he sells at 3,500…okay this is better. Two more about the same okay this is good. In she comes, a cowboy brings her in she is showing off, working a calf pure confidence , bidding starts, 10,000 no cards, 5,000 no cards, 1,500 cards up, quickly 2,500, 3,500, 4,500..5,000 is my limit, stop.. Stop… 6,000, 6,500, 7,000, 8,000……….8,500. Sold!
To the rancher in the front row with the white cowboy hat, take care of my Jewel.

Payson AZ

We have arrived in Payson, although at a 5,000 foot elevation it is warm here

We have arrived in Payson, although at a 5,000 foot elevation it is warm here.. in the 90's, which for the Sunshine State is cool for this time of year. Many of the people in town seem to be from Tucson and Phoenix. We stop at this coffee house DMI Coffee, and quickly order our favorite iced coffee drink Mocha Peanut Butter. When we travel we find off beat coffee houses and compare Mocha Peanut Butter iced coffees, this one is good, but still not beating the Rhino's Coffee house's.

We have arrived in Payson, although at a 5,000 foot elevation it is warm here.. in the 90’s, which for the Sunshine State is cool for this time of year. Many of the people in town seem to be from Tucson and Phoenix. We stop at this coffee house DMI Coffee, and quickly order our favorite iced coffee drink Mocha Peanut Butter. When we travel we find off beat coffee houses and compare Mocha Peanut Butter iced coffees, this one is good, but still not beating the Rhino’s Coffee house’s.

So sitting down to drink my MPB, I read this article, really bears in the desert. I cant imagine bears here, where to they hide in the cactus? The terrain here is scrub oak and cactus, sometimes mixed in you will find a cottonwood tree. I am going bear seeking tonight, wearing my snake boots.

So sitting down to drink my MPB, I read this article, really bears in the desert. I cant imagine bears here, where to they hide in the cactus? The terrain here is scrub oak and cactus, sometimes mixed in you will find a cottonwood tree. I am going bear seeking tonight, wearing my snake boots.

So true to form, I just know that every room in the city cant be booked, right? So last room at of course the last choice hotel... oh well, who wants to spend time in the hotel anyway.. not me. I have bears to find.

So true to form, I just know that every room in the city cant be booked, right? So last room at of course the last choice hotel… oh well, who wants to spend time in the hotel anyway.. not me. I have bears to find.

Pow Wow

Yesterday a good friend invited us to visit him at the Pow Wow in Temecula.

Yesterday a good friend invited us to visit him at the Pow Wow in Temecula. The beauty of the Native American culture was breath taking. From the very young to the wise and aged the dancers in full gala preformed.

Yesterday a good friend invited us to visit him at the Pow Wow in Temecula. The beauty of the Native American culture was breath taking. From the very young to the wise and aged the dancers in full gala preformed.

Young and Wise danced.

Young and Wise danced.

This was the most incredible headdress.  The cat was so angry, his ears at attack mode, his nose wrinkled in aggression, mouth open, teeth showing and eyes focused on his prey. While the face of the Native American is painted with Bear Track which depending on his tribe can mean many things and conveys a message of leadership and authority. Makes sense as to why he has on this headdress of the angry cat. At any rate they both are just incredible.

This was the most incredible headdress. The cat was so angry, his ears at attack mode, his nose wrinkled in aggression, mouth open, teeth showing and eyes focused on his prey. While the face of the Native American is painted with Bear Track which depending on his tribe can mean many things and conveys a message of leadership and authority. Makes sense as to why he has on this headdress of the angry cat. At any rate they both are just incredible.

I hope you can see the intricate bead work on this headdress. Although the women's headdresses are not as loud and bold as the men, more than likely as ,we as a gender are not either, they are so beautiful. Created with thought and patience, just like us!

I hope you can see the intricate bead work on this headdress. Although the women’s headdresses are not as loud and bold as the men, more than likely as ,we as a gender are not either, they are so beautiful. Created with thought and patience, just like us!

Look at this shot... sun setting in the 108 temp sky, the men are awaiting to be called to dance, I am sweating with a bunch of strangers wishing they would all just disappear so I could take my pictures without them standing in front of me like I don't have a camera shoved in my face.

Look at this shot… sun setting in the 108 temp sky, the men are awaiting to be called to dance, I am sweating with a bunch of strangers wishing they would all just disappear so I could take my pictures without them standing in front of me like I don’t have a camera shoved in my face.

Okay, so this little guy Xavier, stole my heart. Just look at his precious face! Mac, our friend, calls him X, I call him adorable. He was preforming in the dance and gave us our very own private preview

Okay, so this little guy Xavier, stole my heart. Just look at his precious face! Mac, our friend, calls him X, I call him adorable. He was preforming in the dance and gave us our very own private preview

The next few photos are X's performance for us.

The next few photos are X’s performance for us.

Well you get the jest of it, he is adorable and is learning the ways of his ancestors, X we wish great things for you and thank you for the dance.

Well you get the jest of it, he is adorable and is learning the ways of his ancestors, X we wish great things for you and thank you for the dance.

The children dance last and again the crowds are circling in and I am just able to snap this for you to see before they block my view for ever.  There is such pride and history within the Native American culture and this 4th of July I will be in thanks for them sharing this culture with me and the thousands who attended.

The children dance last and again the crowds are circling in and I am just able to snap this for you to see before they block my view for ever.
There is such pride and history within the Native American culture and this 4th of July I will be in thanks for them sharing this culture with me and the thousands who attended.

What kind of Grandma are you?

So yesterday I read on Facebook this darling quote that goes something like this:

“When I was little my Grandmother told me pennies on the ground are Angel’s tossing them down to say hello”, and then a bunch of other sweet stuff. On my drive into work, where I have my time for thoughts, I thought what a sweet Grandma to think of such a thing. I don’t recall my Grandma having such sweet statements, I need to work on thoughts like that.
When I mentioned it to my husband his comment was, “if you started to talk like that the kids would freak out, your more like a Ninja Grandma”

Ninja Gma

I wonder what he meant by that?

Boogie

Boogie

This is Boogie, my American Saddlebred. He is not well-behaved, a total “scardie cat” and sould be in the arena, not on the trail. Having said that, he is my trail horse. We log many miles together and have become best of buds!

My gal pals tolerate his bad behavior and allow me to ride with them. We travel throughout California together camping and at times treat ourselves to horse and spa resorts.

Here I will be posting about my travels and of course my bud Boogie. We run up hills, eat along the trail and stop at random times for photo ops! See why my friends tolerate me? Thank goodness they love me.

As you can see in this photo, he thinks all vegetation is his. Shortly after we took this photo the fence grew to keep him away from the landscape in the backyard.

Cooled

CooledMeet Cooled, my husband, really named Danny but this is name on Facebook and I liked it. Cooled is a former GQ model and has had quite an interesting life before our stars aligned and we met. He supports me in all my crazy adventures and has started a new business Cooled Comfort, thus the name Cooled. If you have read my Gracie’s story you pretty much know ours.

My dear Mom would tell me always that you really don’t know someone , for a very long time. I sort of understood what she was telling me when I was a young, thought I understood it when I grew older and then really understood it when I feel in love with this guy. Men can be so non-sharing, now I am not saying that they don’t share on purpose, but I think they have very little words each day to say, they don’t like to talk much. So little by little words come out that share who they are, where they were and what they think. It is like a long slow movie that unfolds before your eyes. I enjoy this slow unfolding movie.

Now me, I read somewhere that the average wife has over 80,000 words to tell their spouse each day, double that and you might reach mine. Thus the blog… what better way to express myself and spare Cooled! I don’t think there isn’t anything in my life that he hasn’t heard about already at least twice. And my girlfriends… they take at least half of those words for me!

Well Cooled is pretty funny, full of interesting stories and keeps things lively in our lifes. He collects friends where ever we go which adds such greatness to our lives. So here I will share about his adventures and friends.

Welcome!

Hi and welcome to my blog!

Grab a chair and sit downAs I walked through this life I learned at a late age the true value of a friendship between women. It took a special woman to break through this thick wall I had up! Now I can’t, oh and wont, imagine life without my girlfriends!

So here we will be talking about our adventures, secrets and all those things we wonder and worry about, but of course with a bit of humor can’t take life to seriously, right?

We live in Southern California, where we have the best ever weather for enjoying our out of door adventures. Surrounded by local wineries in the valley, mountains for our summer getaways and of course beaches for riding along.

Like you we juggle work, kids, husbands and what makes us sane, our time! My sanity outlet, yes you guessed it, my horses.

I have so many special people in my life that will share with us their advice, life stories and keep us up to date on things us gals need to know.

For us horse nuts we will have a trainer talking about our misbehaving four legged friends! Adventures on the local trails and from those of you sprinkled around our great states.  Sharing special events and products we find will be fun to post.

A section on life’s elixir, that delicious liquid that comes from grapes. Living in the valley surrounded by wineries we will be able to have a vintner informing us on the science of wine, wine features of the month along with great recipes from the fabulous restaurants that coexist with the wineries.  It will be such fun to learn about the different wines not just enjoying them.

Well welcome to my life and my new adventure can’t wait to get this rolling and making new friends, so grab a chair, relax and share with me your stories,

Sharon