Quick Note

All right, all right. The only reason I am writing anything today is 1) I have a little bit of time and 2) I feel guilty I have written in a while.

That said, I don't have much to say. I have been very busy, but not so anyone would notice. You know the kind of busy: lots of things to go to (from kids' sports events to school functions to dinner dates with friends scheduled weeks ago), bad weather (it does slow you down), school projects (yes, I know this belongs to the kids, but seriously disruptive regardless), and who knows what all, but nothing to show for it at the end. Luckily, I think the worst is over (unless I have just jinxed myself for being so presumptuous.)

The one thing I did accomplish is my office. It is far from finished and to the untrained eye you cannot tell anything had been done, but I know. The desk is clear and several large stacks of paper have been dealt with. The office is now somewhat functional, meaning I have a place to put paper as it comes in and can find what I need fairly easily. It may stay in this state until after April 15th, after which, I should have time to work on the stack of projects in the corner, paint and look for good shelves and a comfy chair. For now it works. Except I may need to get a space heater. My office being in the basement it stays cool (great in summer, not so much in winter). I could turn the heat on, but that heats the whole basement when I just need to be warm for maybe an hour. Oh, and I have to move the little tv in and set up the dvd player. Nothing helps paperwork like our little electronic friends.

The weather is much better now. It has been in the 50's and 60's for awhile and sunny. I can barely remember why I was so whiny when it was -6.

Well, that is all for now, except for one thing. My sister is in Paris meeting her husband who has been overseas for the last 3 months. Very, very romantic. I can't wait to hear about her trip.

Not Much of Anything

Just a very short post today. Not much has happened in the last week or two. The most notable thing was the sub-zero temperatures that hit Colorado for several days. It was awful. The boys had no school for two days because apparently diesel buses don't like degrees with negatives in front of them and stall out. Which makes me wonder, how do the northern states and Canada cope? Why do their buses run and ours don't? (I'm thinking electric motor warmers.)

We, fortunately, did not get the snow some of the other states did. We had a little bit, but it was the light dry snow you can remove from your walk with a broom. Yesterday it snowed, but again, not much, just a couple of inches. Wonderfully, the temperature was in the twenties. Practically springlike. It will be warmer today, too, in the forties. Yay!!

For any of you who were wondering, no, I do not ride my horse when the temperature hovers around zero. This does lead to the problem of a large cooped up animal who is finally let out of his stall. On Wednesday I did go to the barn and let poor Raymond out. I put him on a lounge line (a long rope, essentially, that allows you to move the horse in a large circle around you) and since the indoor arena was empty (except for Tracy hand walking Summer) I let him lie down and roll in the dirt. Happy, happy horse. He then got up and decided bucking would be a very good idea. Luckily, because I was standing about fifteen feet away at the end of a rope, he stopped when I scolded him. He then behaved very nicely while I lounged him in a walk and trot. Too cold for cantering. Then he got stuffed back in his stall, which he was delighted about because his dinner (hay) arrived just as I put him away.

The boys were figuratively let out of their stalls on Wednesday as well. Stephen had a voluntary basketball practice at school which was handy since it is 10 minutes away from the barn. He was very happy to get out of the house and move. Harrison went to a friend's house and got to be social for a few hours. Both boys were very pleasant the rest of the day. Yesterday they went back to school and my schedule has returned somewhat to normal.

Denver Cattle Drive

It's that time of year again. Longhorn cattle being driven through the streets of downtown Denver. True it's only a couple of dozen steers and most of them appear fairly young and they don't get driven very far, but still the juxtaposition of steers, cowboys on horseback and skyscrapers feels a bit dislocating both in time and space.

Having lived in Denver for the last eighteen years with my husband, Laurence, and as a kid for five years (is that right, Mom?) I had never seen the annual cattle drive. Laurence decided, since the weather was warm, that this was the year we should see it. Since it happened on a Thursday this year I dragged along my friend, Audrey. (We always lunch on Thursdays, you see, and she had never seen it either, although she has lived in Colorado her whole life.)

So I picked up Audrey and we met Laurence downtown. A surprising number of people lined either side of the street. It was noon, so I suppose a lot were on their lunch break. We waited a while and then the cattle came ambling up the street from Union Station. I tried to take a lot of pictures, but only the one I posted really came out well enough. (I have never loved taking pictures and have happily ceded (Laurence would say dumped) that responsibility to Laurence. I am realizing that for a blog I need pictures, so I will have to work on those skills.)

Anyway, the steers walked along surrounded on all sides by cowboys (and cowgirls) like they were some kind of criminal gang. They didn't seem to mind, just out for a stroll enjoying the sun. Following the livestock came Penny Chenery, owner of Secretariat, in a carriage. I'm not sure what came after that because the three of us were starving and took off to get some lunch.

For those of you who have never lived in Colorado the cattle drive does not exist on its own. It is the first event in the National Western Stockshow which began on Saturday, Jan 8th. The stockshow is the largest one in the U.S. Think of it like a western fair without the rides (unless you count mutton-busting where small children in helmets are placed on the backs of sheep and everyone waits to see how long it takes for them to fall off.) It all takes place inside a complex of buildings called the National Western Complex. There is livestock of all kinds, a petting zoo, commercial booths and lots of food.

There are other quirks of the stock show (a steer displayed in the lobby of the historic Brown Palace Hotel) which I will write about next year.