Nice View

The view from the top is pretty sweet this afternoon.


The saddle is very comfortable for me, and I know Aristoitle is comfortable because he offered to canter! Initially I think he anticipated discomfort since his other saddle is too narrow and doesn't allow for him to move comfortably. We walked around the arena several times, then trotted, played the sideways game, bending games, and backed up. While we played the games his head was up and he was bracey but the more I walked around and asked him to bend the more he began to relax.

The next time we trotted his head and neck came down and his trot was relaxed and comfortable. I continued to do trot, walk, halt, back transitions keeping things light but maintaining his concentration on the games. We also played "put your nose on it" :) he put his nose on the mounting block in the arena, and then on the carrot stick which was standing upright inside a traffic cone.

If a horse could turn into a relaxed noodle Aristoitle was well on his way to that state of mind; he was yawning, blowing his nose, and yawning again. I asked him to canter on our last lap around the arena, and he took off on the correct lead even though he was a little rushed. I'm not worried about the canter, he'll get it, he is getting it already.

Ta-Da!!


My Christmas present arrived yesterday. To write that I'm happy would be a huge understatement. :-D

A grocery-story





It was another kooky weekend at the store as usual. To spice things up a little bit our system went offline for awhile disabling the debit payment function. Everyone coming through my line took the glitch in stride and was cheerful in spite of the general slowdown the problem caused with our registers.

The parade of diverse personalities in the store is always amusing to me. I never thought about things like this when I was a shopper, but now that I work in a store I notice all the different ways people go about finding their groceries. For example, we have the High Maintenance shopper: this particular woman invariably comes in at 8:30 P.M. (after we have been wiped out by earlier crowds) and then whines to us that we don't have such and such cheese.. "every time I come here you are always out." Yesterday she needed organic broccoli florets "you don't have any in your frozen section." After spending 5 minutes in our freezer sans jacket, I found the case of broccoli and handed her a few bags. She excitedly pumped her fist in the air saying, "yes!"

She was happy. I was cold.

... And there were 3 bags of organic broccoli florets in the freezer section when I got there to restock.

Next come the File Cabinet shoppers, labeled for the way they like to rifle through the bread and bagged salads, as though they are looking for last year's income tax statement. File Cabinet shoppers often leave the products helter-skelter as though a tornado passed through the area. Fun!

My [ blank ]Sent Me With a List shoppers are often distinguished from other shoppers by the way they walk around as though lost in a corn maze, looking at their grocery list as if it were a compass, and frequently bumping into things/people because they are lost and looking at their list while walking. Approach MBSMWL's with care -they often startle easily but follow calmly when being led to the product they are looking for.

The Regulars are great shoppers. They know where everything is, they know the staff, they can help the My [blank] Sent Me With a List shoppers. They go in, get what they want, don't get upset if we are out of stock on an item (this goes along with being a regular) they say hi to us, and get out. Yippee!

Undecided shoppers cause snarls at the check out line as they ask you to check the price on certain items, then ponder whether or not they will be buying the product. Many Undecided shoppers push the envelope when it comes down to commitment to a purchase. All items will have been rung up and totaled, then they decide they DON'T want the item. Managers need to be summoned and voids are made. "Tick tock, tick, tock Clarice" ... I keep a fast pace here and you are throwing a wrench in my game.

Tell Me How To Bag It Yeah c'mon let's go -tell me where to put your eggs! I have fun with these people and tell them that I get my kicks putting their chips, berries, eggs and other crushables at the bottom of the bag. This usually causes them to stop back seat bagging and smile. Phew!

After 3 or 4 hours at the register I can't wait to get on the floor, away from the numbers and organize a section where the High Maintenance, File Cabinet shoppers who have bumped into the MBSMWL's and Undecided/Tell Me How To Bag It (bad combo.) have shopped. Really!



Interesting Sculpture


I got an email from a friend last night who included some photographs of artist Jennefer Maestre's work. Her sculptures have great lines, texture, and I think you will agree that they are very imaginative.

Thursday

Exhibit A:
The tailless, purring, drooling, leg kneading orange kitty by the name of Cinnamon, a.k.a. Curry Cat, or, Not My Cat, enjoying a visit in the cab of my truck this afternoon.



Tuesday

Not much to write about on account of work, and coming home tired and feeling uninspired. My blogger friends have been busy though and I am caught up on reading their recent posts.

Several people have left our store.. not a good sign. One side of the story says that management isn't taking care of it's employees- no raises, etc. So they've gone for other jobs which will pay more. I've been told that our manager would rather have quantity over quality.. so I guess that means we'll be hiring a bunch of young college kids dweebs who just won't care about their job. This means extra work all around as stock rooms remain chaotic, and the ordering system has gone haywire. Not good. I haven't even been there 90 days yet and I'm starting to dread what the future may bring.

Time to get ready for work now. I'm looking forward to tomorrow and spending time with two of my best friends:

Remember

No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new heaven to the human spirit.

~Helen Keller

The Company I keep

I often go to the stables and do nothing more than sit with my horse in his pasture. I find doing this is very relaxing for me, and it has had the added benefit of making my horse relax too because he has figured out that I don't come here just to do something to him or with him. For me it is all about establishing a partnership with my horse.. but that is a story for another post.
When I come out to the stables I am often greeted first by the cat. If I haven't seen him in a few days he is very talkative and tells me all sorts of things with sweet purr/meow sounds. Often I'll pick him up and take him into the pasture with me, or he follows me on his own. I try to find a comfortable place to sit and settle in with the cat on my lap. My next greeting is often by the alpha mare, or the third and last horse in the herd.

Lately my horse comes up to the fence when he sees me coming, which has been a great positive change for him. We have to be careful to watch for the mare because she will chase "Aristoitle" away if I'm not in the pasture to stand between them. Over time I have taught the mare to not crowd my space and keep an arm's length away from me. Aristoitle stands behind me off to my side and I say hi to the mare and then go back to saying hi to Aristoitle.

When I took these pictures yesterday, the mare was not in the pasture so both geldings came over to visit. Aristoitle stood near me and let me pet his face and neck without turning away. He is very un-confident and normally doesn't allow me to touch his face until I've spent some time around him. The other gelding is the opposite- outgoing, searching my pockets for treats, pulling on the tabs on the cuff of my parka, you know, a little TOO friendly. Often Aristoitle will walk away to go back to eating after saying hi to me, and the other gelding hangs around to visit. This is what happened yesterday.

Here I sit on the edge of a plastic water trough, cat on lap. Off camera is gelding #2 trying to come in close for a sniff of the cat, and to continue pulling on my parka. He really wanted to play! He tried to get Aristoitle to play with him and it nearly happened but they both heard me reach into my pocket for the camera and stopped!! It would have been the best photo- both horses standing face to face, with head and neck outstretched looking as though they were going to start biting one another. I'll have to be more stealthy next time.

Aristoitle walked back to the hay and the other gelding came over and stood by my right shoulder, still trying to check out the cat, but I kept moving him back one step until he finally gave up. He stayed with us and dozed off right beside me.

He has napped next to me like this before. One time I was sitting on a tree stump and he came and put his muzzle on my shoulder. I cautiously waited for the lips to start wiggling all around -which often precedes a nip, but he never did any more than that. It was more of a rub... then he just stayed there and fell asleep. He eventually lowered his head so that the flat of his forehead was against my upper arm. The sun had set and I was the only person out with the horses in the quiet pasture. I sat there in the dark and looked into the black, half closed eyes of this horse and had the most magical and peaceful feeling come over me.










I have more photographs to post from today but it's 3:20 A.M., I've had 6 hours of sleep -and for some reason I am still awake! I need to get away from the computer NOW.

Singing the sweetest song as you caught the last rays of the sun
and that is how we ended the day.