tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post2383115571286668654..comments2024-01-28T02:19:35.150-06:00Comments on Tales from the Coop Keeper: Restless in IndianaJayme Goffin, The Coop Keeperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16760868033826492236noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-80609756172899707842011-08-15T17:44:17.796-05:002011-08-15T17:44:17.796-05:00I want to be funny and smart, pretty and demure, s...I want to be funny and smart, pretty and demure, strong and unafraid. I'll let you know how that's going when I get started!!!<br />Your trip looked like so much fun!!<br />Love the horse stories...too funny!!Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09771758574207700283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-74537202181568305352011-08-15T12:35:15.466-05:002011-08-15T12:35:15.466-05:00Hey girl you are too much. I could just picture yo...Hey girl you are too much. I could just picture you on that horse ready to hurl. We used to go to Turkey Run but that was years ago. We must get together soon doll.Cynthianoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-17723636112913818112011-08-15T08:02:26.810-05:002011-08-15T08:02:26.810-05:00Same here! Not a wink of sleep to be had here in C...Same here! Not a wink of sleep to be had here in Crazyville. I feel like I'm worrying myself to death about something and I don't even know what the something is. I must be crazy. I need a vacation. (Again.)Just in Case..https://www.blogger.com/profile/05337054463520833311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-21807963380920861482011-08-15T07:41:39.070-05:002011-08-15T07:41:39.070-05:00I wanted to be a vet when I grew up. I spent hours...I wanted to be a vet when I grew up. I spent hours in front of the tv watching the PBS series All Creatures Great and Small and reading all the James Herriot books. I saw myself living in a lovely, old stone house in England or maybe Scotland, tending to large animals. However, a weak stomach for the more unpleasant side of being a vet was a reality. I knew it wasn't something I could do, but still dream of it (the more pleasant side!) today. I tend to "plan the rest of my life" as well. What do I want to do, improve, explore before too many years pass? How's that saying go? "Time flies...whether you're having fun or not!" Thanks for sharing the fun in your life with all of us!Mary, Windy Meadows Farmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13601966760653278126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-55663538367930413862011-08-14T19:04:16.457-05:002011-08-14T19:04:16.457-05:00A horse named Bubbles would have to be harmless!
...A horse named Bubbles would have to be harmless! <br /><br />Restless? I get that way and I think it is because I want a change. So I rearrange the furniture, part my hair on the other side or go on a day trip and imagine myself in the lovely houses I see. NancyNancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16533958204266882852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-9361235472633104452011-08-14T13:30:30.051-05:002011-08-14T13:30:30.051-05:00OMG...you are sooo funny!
"I could SO tell p...OMG...you are sooo funny!<br /><br />"I could SO tell people to tidy up their campsites, with authority."<br /><br />I almost p--d in my pants at that!GinaEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09353471067762743579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-34128765871801695892011-08-14T13:28:19.679-05:002011-08-14T13:28:19.679-05:00Why do we all think we have to be something when w...Why do we all think we have to be something when we grow up. I think it is enough that I am. I am me, a wife, mother, mom-in-law, grandma, daughter, sister, aunt, great aunt, friend, neighbor, child of God... that seems like more than enough for me! <br /><br />Though I would like to be your neighbor too! Your block is going to get very populated!Mary Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06623042998380529619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-20163120761604207592011-08-14T13:21:05.648-05:002011-08-14T13:21:05.648-05:00I think it is so cool you rode the horse. I always...I think it is so cool you rode the horse. I always wanted to but let my fear stand in the way. When you finish the stack of books I expect a brief report on each one. ;)On The Road Againhttp://joyceagray.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-19410435838469864412011-08-14T13:03:44.384-05:002011-08-14T13:03:44.384-05:00When you figure out that life plan will you PLEASE...When you figure out that life plan will you PLEASE post it! <br /><br />I wanted to be a teacher when I grew up . . . so at age 45 I went back to school! Finished school and I'm now applying for jobs! Not a great time to be a teacher . . . so much for timing!!!!<br /><br />Have a great day!Ocean Breezes and Country Sneezeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13553409790617039932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-21464765555571880892011-08-14T12:49:20.757-05:002011-08-14T12:49:20.757-05:00I grew up in the sixties so I wanted to be a hippy...I grew up in the sixties so I wanted to be a hippy artist. Instead I became a special ed. teacher. If anyone ever told me teaching was in my future I would have rolled over pee my pants laughed, because I barely, and I mean barely, graduated high school. So now in my mid fifties I "love" my teaching job; which I still don't really know what ever put the thought into my head to pursue this line of work, but hear I am. Two years ago a graduated with a masters in art therapy and family counseling. Yes I am rolling over laughing at this one because I am single, no kids, and never been married. Go figure. It's a crazy world. <br /><br />BridgemorAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-66028564582626266452011-08-14T10:53:55.019-05:002011-08-14T10:53:55.019-05:00I second Janie's comment- and I want to be Jan...I second Janie's comment- and I want to be Janie's neighbor too!<br />Seriously- I'm 52 and also trying to figure out "what now"- I was going to be a lawyer to the underdog until a law professor told me I would be horrible at it, so I became a teacher- where I quickly realized I didn't like other people's children enough to be around them that much! Since then I've raised two children and had a variety of jobs- mostly just to pay the bills- I wanna do something fun!!Any ideas?Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02756437515782891086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-57491496945617589562011-08-14T10:52:35.828-05:002011-08-14T10:52:35.828-05:00I will die before I know what I want to be when I ...I will die before I know what I want to be when I am grow up, so I just go with life's flow & have stopped trying to figure it out. Funny, I thought why does she want a DO NOT RESUSCITATE" shirt, then I read closer & looked at the patch.Then I laughed because some days I want a DNR shirt:)Franziskahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14055328654961954651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-81055547186944202812011-08-14T10:28:14.713-05:002011-08-14T10:28:14.713-05:00I just saw a Dr. Phil show wherein he told someone...I just saw a Dr. Phil show wherein he told someone "When you get old enough to start counting your life in MONTHS, you need to let go of all the angst." I figure I have 240 months left (if I'm lucky) thats 20 years-I'm 63 this month. So...relax, life and enjoy it, and don't waste a minute! Love your blog-the chickens did it for me.Bonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00777383534819900640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-11820557840008289882011-08-14T10:11:05.502-05:002011-08-14T10:11:05.502-05:00Glad you had fun, Jaymes! So proud of your horse ...Glad you had fun, Jaymes! So proud of your horse fear conquering skills, and I just adore that pic of you in the canoe!<br />I wanted to be a National Geographic photographer...and a stay at home mom. Scored on one, and the other....there's still time, right?Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01760820420778613121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-41096281422160563902011-08-14T08:57:20.632-05:002011-08-14T08:57:20.632-05:00I wanna be your neighbor when I grow up.I wanna be your neighbor when I grow up.Janie Foxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12370820382435543544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-73588790029547813412011-08-14T08:47:05.317-05:002011-08-14T08:47:05.317-05:00I'm PROUD of you, Jayme ...you rode a horse! ...I'm PROUD of you, Jayme ...you rode a horse! Bubbles looks to me to be neither lame nor half-dead, and definitely not a pony so extra credit for all three! <br /><br />Do you know that to teach a horse to carry a rider, you have to convince the HORSE that they can trust US. We are meat-eaters after all and it is deeply ingrained in every prey animal to fear and flee from meat-eaters. Those 'strings' as you call them are thin and flimsy because they are only there to communicate direction. Forward motion, even stopping, are best communicated through your seat and legs. Accomplished riders go to the next level and compete bridleless ...no 'strings' ...not even any headgear on the horse. Imagine that! LOL <br /><br />But I'm SO proud of you and hope you will make horseback riding a regular part of your camping adventures. <br /><br />: )HossBosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13444735851486747330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-77574348717670133972011-08-14T08:15:47.252-05:002011-08-14T08:15:47.252-05:00Sounds like you had a fun vacation. I always wante...Sounds like you had a fun vacation. I always wanted to teach so I married a teacher and raised a teacher. Glad you had a good vacation<br />Cathyacorn hollowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10503414190541111706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-23960771044588093962011-08-14T07:49:04.397-05:002011-08-14T07:49:04.397-05:00Your trip sounds perfect! I hope you figure out wh...Your trip sounds perfect! I hope you figure out what you want to be soon. When I was little I wanted to be a cowgirl, lawyer, advertising exec, psychiatrist, interior designer and architect.Jen Kershnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16128661586028201160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-81161117382868485952011-08-14T07:28:26.324-05:002011-08-14T07:28:26.324-05:00Two thoughts...
(laughing as I type)
Do you know...Two thoughts...<br /><br />(laughing as I type)<br /><br />Do you know what DNR stands for in the medical field? <br />Do not resuscitate. I was beginning to think you were saying that in all of your restlessness that you were wanting to wear a badge with this "order" on it...<br /><br />And. Although I'm proud of you for riding a horse...and, I can so relate here (the idea of doing it is greater than actually conquering it - so good for you)... but I was thinking. Call them reins, girl. And when you say it...SAY IT with AUTHORITY... and rein in those fears of "the big, bad and beautiful". It might help. Calling them strings just gives in to the weakness. ;)<br /><br />Just a thought.Bevy @ Treasured Up and Ponderedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15821971923515558110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-72691373276774880342011-08-14T07:27:18.078-05:002011-08-14T07:27:18.078-05:00Two thoughts...
(laughing as I type)
Do you know...Two thoughts...<br /><br />(laughing as I type)<br /><br />Do you know what DNR stands for in the medical field? <br />Do not resuscitate. I was beginning to think you were saying that in all of your restlessness that you were wanting to wear a badge with this "order" on it...<br /><br />And. Although I'm proud of you for riding a horse...and, I can so relate here (the idea of doing it is greater than actually conquering it - so good for you)... but I was thinking. Call them reins, girl. And when you say it...SAY IT with AUTHORITY... and rein in those fears of "the big, bad and beautiful". It might help. Calling them strings just gives in to the weakness. ;)<br /><br />Just a thought.Bevy @ Treasured Up and Ponderedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15821971923515558110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-69913807423912995822011-08-13T23:39:55.389-05:002011-08-13T23:39:55.389-05:00Restless in IN, I hear you loud and clear...
Sinc...Restless in IN, I hear you loud and clear...<br /><br />Sincerely,<br />Restless in MAAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12412397738687286369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-66581858436069946632011-08-13T22:25:29.303-05:002011-08-13T22:25:29.303-05:00I've missed thee. I'm so out of the loop, ...I've missed thee. I'm so out of the loop, what with the impromptu church camping and the busted up computer and the partying and the wrecks.<br /><br />And yes, I done up and went. Did you??Shannan Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06240696987027358314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-2855233599958164292011-08-13T22:14:46.996-05:002011-08-13T22:14:46.996-05:00My sons friends being 17 ish years old were all in...My sons friends being 17 ish years old were all in the kitchen the other day talking about what college they wanted to go to and what they wanted to do when they grew up, when one said "I dont really know what I want to do yet", I pipped in saying dont feel bad Im 35 and dont know what I want to do when I grow up they looked at me like I was nuts LOLlaurennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-48289275292599401052011-08-13T22:04:58.135-05:002011-08-13T22:04:58.135-05:00I wish I knew what I wanted to be when I grow up.....I wish I knew what I wanted to be when I grow up... when you are 53 and still struggling with this question, sometimes, well, it just gets to be a bummer. <br /><br />I did want to be a Photographer and a Forest Ranger when I was in high school. <br /><br />I love the pictures, I'm glad you had a great time, and I'm glad you are back. Thanks for spilling your guts, I enjoy your candidness and it makes me feel fairly normal :)<br /><br />I spent last weekend reading your blog from the beginning. I love it and I think you should write a book!Janicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18363454960621009448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-64139554998922871122011-08-13T21:50:33.523-05:002011-08-13T21:50:33.523-05:00It is about time. Glad you rode, glad you liked c...It is about time. Glad you rode, glad you liked camping. :)<br /><br />Me? I wanted to be a mommy. Missed that one now didn't I?<br /><br />XO,<br />Lynda<br />":<>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com