memories

my dad's watching the horse whisperer. i really like this movie (so far) 'cause it looks like they're doing stuff right... the cattle ranching, horses, and such. they had a scene in there where they were branding, and it made me tingle, because they were doing it old school ranch style like how we did it. granted, they had a hell of a lot more calves to brand than we did (our little herd of twenty something didn't compare to any herd that they have out there (we figure montana)), but still. it made me remember all the good times, working with our cows. i remember, before we got our calf-table, how we had to rope those little rascals, tie their legs, and sit on 'em to brand them. i remember when i got initiated into the cattle raising life, getting kicked by the little sucker 'cause i didn't hold on tight enough. i remember my uncle (the cowboy) treating me like i was his little cowgirl, that i could wrestle a little calf to the ground (with his help, of course. i was only about seven or eight). whenever they needed help, they'd call the regular handful of men, and bring me along. 'cause no matter how many times i got kicked, or stepped on, or smashed, i took it like it was nothing and kept on going. remember to hold them tight. look here, this is our brand. make sure the iron is hot enough, and that you get it straight the first time, 'cause you don't want to put that calf under any more stress. and then when i got a little older, i got to help with butchering. for all the vegitarians who read this, i won't write down those memories. but i really do miss it. we sold all the last of our cows this year, because of the drought (no water + no grass = no pasture/food for cows). i wish we didn't have to do it, but you know, this way my dad gets to stay home on weekends, and they don't have to go fix fence all the time or look for cows that got into the neighbor's property.

it's just... good memories is all.

they had all the matrix movies checked out today, so instead of doing matrix day as planned, we did a hang out for three hours and go see the lizzie mcguire movie instead day. it was fun. i got to hang out with alex and talk about stuff. guys. girls. summer plans. jumping people. how we really don't have that many friends. and then we were totally let down when lizzie and gordo didn't make out in the movie. we were so looking forward to that. bah. oh well.

it rained today. or at least in santa it did. i loved watching the lightning. and the dark clouds. and the feel of a rainy day.

weirdness.

i'm thinking maybe i'll clean my room tomorrow, since i've got nothing to do.

you know alex, it'd be kosher with me if brit came with us when we hang out like we did today. i mean, i've always enjoyed her presence. just a thought.