A Day off... Not Really..

My boss graciously allowed me the day off as I have worked so hard the last three months. Especially the last three weeks. But, I moved my interview with Norm Thompson from last night to today at 1. Now I need to start on the cinnamon roils, dinner, and house work as a friend that I am going to the conference with is staying at my house !!
Logen gets to clean his bathroom.. :) I am not sure I will go with her for tonight's opener, I will just go tomorrow, I'm in need of some down time and Pony time. I havent been out since Sunday.. Bad Pony Mamma!
Still up in the air about my birthday dinner... Just don't know what to do about that yet...
Well, its off to the shower and more coffee and some baking...

IF anyone is going to be at the Women of Faith conference let me know and I'll try and catch up with you during the breaks!
jp

I have prevailed

Well, JP just survived her first State Financial Audit.
For those of you who can't imagine what that is like, imagine two people coming in and looking at every corner of your home for dust, dirt, cobwebs, all important documents, if they find 1 thing wrong its a huge fine.
My audits are now officially OVER, I made some mistakes, because unlike the Holy Father I am not perfect. Yet, I have to remedy them, prove to the State of Oregon I have remedied them in good order and in a timely fashion and I get all my credits back. yipeeee.
The auditors were very nice and extremely helpful. I wont say that I know every thing about Financial Compliance I do however know A LOT, but I found out somethings that I DIDN'T know. Let me tell you, my mistakes wont ever happen again, my compliance will be TIP TOP SHINY CLEAN from this day forward. I never want to go through that again.
So, tonight is cheap wine and cuddle with my sweetie night because he came home early from the beach another yipeeeeeeeeeeeee for me !

Cinnamon Rolls and Love from my son

Logen gave me a break tonight about dinner because he knew I've been tired and stressed at work. I got home late so left over Pizza was on the menu. Logen is the " whats for dinner?" kid almost everyday, and super picky, tonight he just let me chill.. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

So, on Friday my day off, WELL earned from the workload I have had, Logen and I are making Cinnamon Rolls together. I am not a great baker, and Logen is good, I am an excellent cook and Logen needs some mad skills, so we trade off teaching each other. Then we are onto the lasagna rolls for dinner for Shawn when he gets home. WE are excited we will take photos of our very looooong time in the kitchen together. Flour will be everywhere I promise.
I want my boys to be able to make their OWN MEALS when they leave the house. Lucas is good but needs to learn the fine art of " less spice is more" technique. :)
Logen will eat anything Pasta and Cream Sauce, so I think he's good there.

So, pray for me tomorrow I'll need it, and then we'll celebrate with big fat yummy cinnamon rolls with oodels of glaze and fresh coffee..yum yum yum!!!
Oh and one more thing, AFTER my audit tomorrow I have a 2nd job interview at Norm Thompson @ 7pm.... will be a loooong day for the ol' JP'ster!

Where's the nearest bridge ?

Because I'm gonna jump off.

My life in a nutshell since August, three count'm three huge reports/audits due , with the big Kahuna State Audit Man coming to my office day after tomorrow. IF I have made any mistakes and he catches them it could mean MASSIVE FINES for me and my boss. I have spent the last three weeks buried under what seems like an insurmountable pile of files and stress. I have the worst boss on the planet, he is a jerk to put it mildly. HE knows how busy I am and yet, will ask me to trace down his 59 cents from Pitney Bowes, and refill the ink cartridges, take personal messages, answer his cell phone, menial tasks he could be doing to help me, while I am in the middle of this huge audit process. HE is micro managing me more and with more verve, than when I have little to do.
Today was my last straw. I cry everyday on the way home, I am at my wits end. I have literally gone over into the abyss.

So add to that: I turn 40 this weekend... and NOT 1 and I mean not 1 of my closest girlfriends, husband, kids planned anything for me, not lunch, shopping, movie, coffee. No special anything.
I am hurt, I'll feel stupid if there is a surprise party, but since I had to make my own dinner plans I highly doubt it.What upsets me is that I go to ALL of their parties, girls night etc...
So, I have decided to cancel my dinner party at the restaurant and spend the evening in my pajamas and some chick flick and a bottle of cheap wine.OR go to the barn and cry in my horses neck. 40 is NOT the new 30..

Sorry, I just had to vent today. IF one more person gives me one more bit of Straw my Back is going to break.
I know it sounds petty and selfish, but I was really hoping that turning 40 would be cool and festive like you see on TV. I've got to stop watching cable..:)

the cat is away

Shawn got sequestered to " beach duty" in Astoria this week.
So what will he be doing all day? Sitting in a vehicle drinking Lattes, eating snacks, watching DVD's on his laptop, on one end of the beach where the PJ's are doing live AMMO training.

So when the occasional beach comber walks by Mr. P has to kindly guide them away from the dead zone and go back to eating his snacks and beverages.

Yeah, tough job.....

So, that means more time for me to clean house before company comes on Friday..
yeah for me.................. blech!

Who do I love more than Star?

I love Shawn more than Star and Blu.I tell him that all the time, but I doubt he believes me.
We were out having fun with his peeps from work awhile back and they took our picture.
Aren't we a cute couple? We've been married for 5 years and together as a couple for almost 10.
I love him more everyday and he is the best husband ever.


Shawn got cajoled into singing Karaoke. So he insisted that I come and sing with him.
I just don't think " THEY CALL ME THE FIREMAN" by George Strait is a DUET. Notice the OSU shirt? I bought that for him for his 40Th last year. I bought him Everything OSU that Kohl's had , so he could go to the Civil War game in STYLE BABY! He was Black and Orange everywhere except his socks.

So, there you have it, the one and Only Mr. P.

Go BEAVS!!

How do I love thee?

Mamma? Do you still luvs me? Cuz, you spend an awful amount of time with Stinky, I mean Star, and I was jus' wondering, can we go on a trail ride or sumfin?

This is me standing on the bench looking over INTO her stall, because she was having her regular scheduled temper tantrum while I was tacking up Star. She will just whinny and pace until I come and talk to her.. Spoiled is an understatement. Arabians are known for being a one person horse and I am her person..... times 10. I will take her on some outings this week. Maybe we'll find some hills to climb and ditches to jump. She loves that.

This is the tack up area and directly to the right of this picture is the BACK of Blu's stall. See the burgundy walls? I painted those, my friend Denise has this amazing knack for getting me to help with her "projects" and then I end up doing most of it. We were just joking about this the other day. I told her if she had a rank mustang in a trailer who needed its leg wraps put on, she would come and ask ME to do it, and she agreed.

This horse I love with every fiber of my being. She has a quiet strong sense about her. She looks for eye contact with me, she anticipates what I want before I ask, and she only asks for love and food in return. She has a calming effect on me that is unmatched by even the best bottle of wine.

I think she is smiling.... Saying Thanks Mamma for bringing me back to Teacher Deb's. I loves it here.
We were practicing showmanship after a long hard ride, and boy she was more than happy to just walk around on a lead rope for our cool down.

Being around and having horses is the only thing Ive ever wanted to do with my life. When people would ask me when I was little. Jocelyn, what do you wnat to be when you grow up?

Horse rancher, I would say, I would have horses for a living. WHat a cool dream as a little girl.

Now I WORK to PAY for my horse dream.. I need to win Powerball!!