Because I love my home team.



On the first day of school a first grade teacher explains to her class that she is a Yankees fan.

She asks her students to raise their hands if they, too, are Yankees fans.

Wanting to impress their teacher, everyone in the class raises their hand except one little girl.

The teacher looks at the girl with surprise,

"Janie, why didn't you raise your hand?" "Because I'm not a Yankees fan," she replied.

The teacher, still shocked, asked, "Well, if you are not a Yankees fan, then who are you a fan of?"

"I am a Red Sox fan, and proud of it," Janie replied.

The teacher could not believe her ears. "Janie, why pray tell are you a Red Sox fan?"



"Because my mom is a Red Sox fan, and my dad is Red Sox fan, so I'm a Red Sox fan too!"

"Well," said the teacher in a obviously annoyed tone, "that is no reason for

you to be a Red Sox fan. You don't have to be just like your parents all of the time. What if your mom were an idiot and your dad were a moron, what would you be then?"

"Then," Janie smiled, "I'd be a Yankees fan."
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A family of New York Yankee fans headed out one Saturday to shop for the youngest boy's birthday.

While in the sports shop the son picks up a Red Sox jersey and says to his older sister, "I've decided to become a Red Sox fan and I would like this Boston Red Sox jersey for my birthday."

His big sister is outraged by this and promptly whacks him upside his head and says, "Go talk to mother."

Off goes the little lad with the jersey in hand and finds his mother. "Mom?"

"Yes, son?"

"I've decided I'm going to be a Red Sox fan and I would like this jersey for

my birthday."

The mother is outraged at this, promptly whacks him around the head and says, "Go talk to your father!"

Off he goes with the Red Sox jersey in hand and finds his father. "Dad?"

"Yes, son?"

"I've decided I'm going to be a Red Sox fan and I would like this jersey for

my birthday."

The father is outraged and promptly whacks his son in the back of his head and says, "No son of mine is ever going to be seen in THAT!"

About half an hour later they're all back in the car and heading towards home. The father turns to his son and says "Son, I hope you've learned something today?"

The son says, "Yes, Dad, I have."

"Good! And what is it you learned?"

The son replies, "I've only been a Red Sox fan for an hour and I already hate you Yankee bastards!"

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Four baseball fans - a Cubs fan, a Cardinals fan, a Red Sox fan, and a Yankees fan - are climbing a mountain and arguing about who loves his team more.

The Cubs fan insists he is the most loyal. "This is for the Cubs!" he yells, and jumps off the side of the mountain.

Not to be outdone, the Cardinals fan shouts, "This is for the Cardinals!" and throws himself off the mountain.

The Red Sox fan is next to profess his love for his team.

He yells, "This is for everyone!" and pushes the Yankees fan off the mountain.

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A Red Sox fan liked to amuse himself by scaring every Yankees fan he saw strutting down the street in an obnoxious NY pinstripe shirt. He would swerve his van as if to hit them, then swerve back just missing them.

One day while driving along, he saw a priest. He thought he would do a good deed, so he pulled over and asked the priest, "Where are you going, Father?"

"I'm going to give Mass at St. Francis church, about two miles down the road," replied the priest.

"Climb in, Father. I'll give you a lift!" The priest climbed into the passenger seat, and they continued down the road.

Suddenly, the driver saw a Yankees fan walking down the road, and he instinctively swerved as if to hit him. But, as usual, he swerved back onto the road just in time.

Even though he was certain that he had missed the guy, he still heard a loud THUD. not knowing where the noise came from, he glanced in his mirrors but still didn't see anything.

He then remembered the priest, and he turned to the priest and said, sorry Father, I almost hit that Yankees fan."

"That's OK," replied the priest "I got him with the door."

Alright. So its been awhile. I've been busy will work, family, friends, animals...and so on.

Calipso had her litter Thursday morning (june, 7th). Three kittens, one we know for sure is a girl, she's the calico one. The other two we're not sure of yet.
Although, the little grey one passed away Saturday night. He/she/it just wasn't strong enough.



I have decided that I will be keeping one of the kittens. And the one I am keeping is named Jean-Claude (he also goes by Little Gremlin since he looks like one).
I'm not sure how I'm going to convince my parents that he will be living upstairs in my rooms. But I'll think of something.




I'm fully irritated with men right now. This may sound egotistical, but I've made a list of all the guys that like me/have liked me/want to date me. There are 50 of them.
Its kind of scary that I have that many choices.
There are a few that I'm deffently not interested in. But alot of them I am.
Its funny, I was talking to a very good friend of mine who I havn't seen in 2 years last night and I told him of this list and he asked if he was on it. I told him that yes he was, and he said that he should be on the top of the list (even though there is no top). I thought I was going to burst with joy when he said that. I've liked ( I mean really liked) this guy for 4 years. It took him moving to bloody PA. to realize that he likes me too.
But he is coming to visit next month. I'm so My best friend has told us that if we don't do anything while he's here she's going to hold a gun to his head. Yes, his head. Since it is him being stupid that we didn't date when he still lived here.


Ummmm.
The other man problames as of late have been that my best friend and my ex slept together. Making my life into a very crazy soap-opera/reality tv show.
I'm not mad at either of them though. I feel like I should hate them, or atleast feel some sort of anger at them. But I don't.
I've forgiven my best friend. Because no matter what, she's the only thing I have that keeps me sane nowadays. Him on the other hand I can't forgive, yet. Even though we're not together anymore, I still love him. And what kills me the most over it all is that he wouldn't sleep with me, he didn't even try to get me alone long enough for for then kissing. But he would go and *!@# my best friend? That is not something I can forgive easily. Nor something I'm likely to forget if we ever get back together.
I know he still loves me.
I talked to him the other day and told him that its a wonder that I was talking to at all, and thats its even more amzing that I still want to see him. He cried when I said that. He told me he really didn't want me to do that. I'm not sure if I could either.


I went and got my bellybutton pierced. Although you probably already know that from my new ID. My parents still don't know and I think my mom is going to have a cow when she does find out. My dad I'm not so sure of what he's going to do/say.
My brothers don't care what I do so they think its cool.
All the guys that have seen it love it. Of course.
Next step is getting my tattoo.
The wonderful *Jaycee-Star is going to be drawing the horse for it! I'm very happy that I'm finally getting it done. Its been such a long time coming. And my brother is still going to take me to get it done, he even said he'll get something done with me. I love my brothers more then anything.

If anyone actually followed all of that I give you props.

Tuesday, May 22nd
Bally foaled last week on Wednsday, a little filly!

She is adorable. I went out and knelt down in the (wet) grass to get some shots of her with her mom, next thing I know she's walking right up to me and inspects me. -.^ She's not affraid of anything.
Loves being scratched on the rump too. Running around like crazy, she tried to get the other filly to play with her, but she wanted no part of it, and of course Little Glen was off at the other end of the paddock and he wouldn't play either.




Tuesday, May 15th
So, Bally still hasn't foaled. She was waxed up yesterday, so Robin thought it would happen last night/this morning.
But this morning she had dried up again.
When I did get to the barn this morning it was to find Andy and Robin with Bonnie and Pride. They where breeding them.
I've never seen live cover before. It was interestin'. It was Pride's first time (well, second if you count yesterdays try that they did).
He now knows why he's a man (stallion. whatever).
He's only two, but for a two yearold he is really grown into himself. He's not gangly like most two yrolds. I'll have to get a good body shot of him sometime.
Andy thinks Robin should have bred Jackson to Bonnie, but nothing would become of it since they poor guy has been snipped. That would have been a nice foal though. sexy.
Anyway. It wasn't too bad that I didn't get to ride. It was raining off and on this morning so our plan to go out got canceled. But I spent about an hour with the babies, got alot more shots of the little girl. She is so curious. Though she wouldn't come to close to me.

*TheYawningHorse has gotten me to wanting a stamp for the babies.....Or any of the horses for that matter.



Saturday, May 5th....
Bonnie had her foal! I don't know yet if its a colt or filly. Robin sent me a text this morning of a picture she took with her phone.
Chestnut with a little star. I can't get out there till tuesday though. I'm really !!!
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Tuesday, May 8th
Bonnie's foal is a colt. He's going by the name of Little Glen. Also, besides the little star he has an itty-bitty snip on the end of his nose.



Sunday, May 6th.....
Molly had her foal. Again, don't know if its a colt or filly yet. But its a bay (i think) with the cutest crooked blaze!
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Tuesday, May 8th
Molly's is a pettite little filly, also chestnut (but lighter then Glen) with four white socks and a huge crooked blaze. No name as of yet.




Still waiting on Bally. She was really bagged up today, so she'll probably have it tonight!

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May 22nd
We where wrong.
Anita's litter was not 3 girls and 1 boy. But really 3 boys</> and 1 girl. Wow we where off.
anyway, I'm really thinking of taking the gray and white boy. He's so cute.
But I can't decide on a name.
Ruffio.
Luie.
Jean-Claud.



Now we just have to wait for Calipso's litter.

So. I got to go see Pat and Linda Parelli!!!
It was amazing. I'll go into detail with the pictures I'll be submitting.
Alot of them are poor quilty, since it was indoor and today was nasty and gray. But yesterday mornings pictures came out pretty good since the light was coming in at the right angle from the ceiling onto the arena. One would have hoped for better conditions, but you get what you get.
It was thrilling to see Linda ride her horse Remmer. its simply amazing.
All in all it was alot of info to take in, but well worth it.



Sorry its such a short journal, but with just getting back its hard to explain everything just now....but like I said, more details will be with the pictures coming soon.

So its been awhile since I've updated you guys on my life.
Work is going...well, its going. I'll soon be trained as a customer service manager. which will up my pay by another $.90. sweet.
Spent 4 hours outside getting shopping carts in the rain/hail today.
Everybody wants to go outside and get carriages when its nice and sunny and warm.....but nobody will go out if its windy, rainy, or cold...or all of the above. Not even the guys who's soul perpose is to get the damn things. Am I the only truly weird one that likes it no matter the weather?
I geuss so.
One of my biggest pet-peevs is when some jerk will tell me I don't belong outside getting the carriages....that the men should be doing it.
Yeah well, you know what buddy? I do it better then the guys since I actually like doing it. So screw you.
The security guy says I do a great job at it, too.
So does the new Asst. Manager.
Though I think Jimmy would like anything I do. I'm really beginning to think he likes me. Not that it would matter since Managers can't date the employes....meh....whatever.
But I wouldn't mind dating one of my co-workers....James, he's one of the cart-attendents. Tall, black, funny, gorgeous.



I finally got to the barn the other day. Work has prevented me of the joy. grrrr. I was acspecting a foal or two (or three), but came to find out they are not due till the end of the month. I did get to meet the most adorable calf named Chuck though. He's Robin's new critter.
Pride is turning colors again. He's now fading into the most beautifull light grey, almost white, with steal grey mane/tail. He's still as friendly as ever. First thing he did was to put his head on my shoulder and just stand there letting me scratch his face. He's such a lovebug.
Got to ride Jackson. He's such a doll. He spooked at one point and even then he's really smooth. Go figure.
I should have gotten a shot of the new 2 stall barn Robin put up in one of the paddocks for the mares. I geuss thats on the list for next week.



My best friend and her sister finally got their birthday presents....kittens from me. Well, not really from me, but it was my idea and I am going to pay for the spaying of both of them.....as soon as Anita has had her kittens of course.
Calipso hasn't picked her human yet.

But Anita seems to have picked Ellie.

Bruce doesn't want anything to do with them really. He's very insecure.