Natural Gas Compressor Station near Greenfield, Oklahoma. Compressing natural gas from wells drilled in the Cana Woodford Shale Field in Canadian County. From here the gas is sent to a processing plant to remove water vapor, ethane, propane, butane, and natural gasoline. The gas is then suitable for domestic, commercial, and industrial uses. The recovered components are liquefied and sold to chemical plants and refineries.
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When I pulled up in the parking lot of the Equestrian Facility where SuperPizzaBoy is taking his Hippotherapy Sessions my dog Pierre ran to greet me.
Pierre is one cool dog. Of course I had never seen this dog before in my life, but he knew that he was my dog and was ready to jump in old 666BOI and go home with me. Before you get your pup trained here, buy them toys or give them a cozy spot, you should have an attachment. We had it.
Because Pierre knew that he was my dog and he had never seen me before in his life.
Of course we couldn’t go home right then and there because we had to watch SPB in the arena.
Are you wondering what I’m talking about? Well let me tell you a story.
Way back when, just before the last of the dinosaurs died out, young Yogi and his family lived in the Ranger Station at Payson, Arizona. We lived in a government issue cinder block house. Here is Yogi with his siblings. (Isn’t Yogi’s sister cute as a button?)
About every two or three months on a Saturday morning when we were all still in bed, Dad would yell, “Here’s Pierre!” and we could hear these dog toenails click clacking down the government linoleum in our hall and run into the bedroom I shared with my brother and jump up onto our bed and just go crazy jumping and licking and barking. It was a magical joyous occasion when Pierre showed up.
Being the little kids that we were we never wondered why or how Pierre got to our house. We just knew that he was there for a little while and then he was gone.
So whenever I see a Basset Hound, I know what his name is and I know that he is mine. And he knows that his name is Pierre and he is mine.
But I have never taken him home.
SuperPizzaBoy is doing something new. Hippotherapy, defined in this article as:
“…using the horse as a treatment tool to accomplish therapeutic objectives such as improving balance, strength and motor coordination in providing autism teaching strategies to develop motor and other skills in students with autism. Unlike therapeutic riding, therapists do not focus on teaching riding skills…”
He is taking it at the Rogers State University “Bit by Bit” program. Read more about it here.
Last night was his third class and the only the first I attended. There were about five kids of varying age in the class. Each child had a horse and was attended to by two to four volunteers. The class was led by a therapist who had the kids do various exercises and maneuvers on their horses.
Let me just say, there were lots of smiles.
I’m a fan of Bit by Bit.
The family took a trip to Legoland and found ourselves in New York?
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The following is a news report that aired recently about SuperPizzaBoy’s school here in Tulsa.
SPB has Asperger’s Syndrome a type of autism. The school almost literally saved SPB. He was not flourishing at Union Public Schools. His teachers labored mightily to help him as did the Special Education teachers. The Administration though was totally indifferent.
Anyway, he is a happy bright kid who loves learning and he loves the school where he is doing great. The school is expensive and we are not eligible for the scholarships discussed in the video but that is OK. I don’t know of a better use of our money than getting our child educated.
Today’s verse is from Proverbs 2:6
“The mind of the prudent acquires knowledge, And the ear of the wise seeks knowledge.” (KJV)
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I work a 9/80 schedule. In other words I work 80 hours in 9 days over two weeks. So I get every other Friday off. I love it!!!! Sweetie and I generally spend it together and we spend it doing fun stuff.
This Friday, after I took SuperPizzaBoy to school, we had breakfast and puttered around the grocery store for a little while. Then we loaded up the bicycles and headed off for the Arkansas River trails.
The River Parks in Tulsa are beautiful. They are one of the great features of the city.
It was a perfect day, warm, dry, sunny.
I just love cranes, don’t you??? A new restaurant is being built over the river. It is going to be way cool when completed.
Sights on the River.
Old Route 66 marks the north end of the River Trails.
I always like to go by the “Bear Fountain.”
Afterwards we refueled on Diet Doctor Pepper, dropped the bikes off, picked up our Pomeranian, Rascal, and went to pick SuperPizzaBoy up.
Hey Bud, if you had a better day than we did, you had a great day!
Nope, we are not at the end yet. Sorry, I know that I need to get my story told in 5 seconds, but you have stuck around this long, stick around a little longer. I promised an Adoption Story and that is coming up!
SPB is having his friend Nick over for a sleepover so we went to pick up Nick. I love picking up Nick, he and his family are very nice and they also have critters.
They also have dogs, cats, chickens, peacocks, and Guineafowl. I posted about the helmeted guineafowl last week.
Well, today I got to talking to Nick’s Dad. He said one of the peacocks had laid some eggs but they never hatched so he want to a farm supply store and got some guinea eggs and substituted them for the peacock eggs.
Well, the eggs hatched and the peacock acts like the mother of the guinea chicks and the chicks think the peacock is mom. It is hilarious. I got a little close to the chicks and Mom was hollering at me, she was not happy at all. Sorry about the blurry photo. It was the best I could do without totally stressing her out.
What do you like to do on your days off?
Back in August, I was geocaching in Wichita, Kansas’ beautiful Pawnee Praire Park walking down the trail shown above. When I turned around the sky looked like a blue river winding through the trees.
Isn’t it pretty I love it. But in typical Baloney fashion she has given me some homework. (That’s the former school teacher in her you see) I have to reveal seven truths about myself and then give the award to seven other bloggers. So lets get to it.
The Seven Truths
I hate science. Just cannot stand it all. You see science is all about facts, data, analysis, and theories, and you actually have to show your data and analysis. Worst of all before you can publish your data and theories you have to let other scientist review your work. How dreadful! Its just a lot easier to have Glenn Beck tell me what to think about stuff like Global Warming.
And besides what matters is my feelings about things, just ask Oprah, she’s on at 4!
I hate Sports – I really do. What’s the point? Point me to a good quilting show instead.
These girls tried to tell me about something called the Dallas Cowboys.
They don’t look like boys to me. What do you think?
For some reason I ended up being the team blogger. I even have my own locker.
I hate going out into the woods. There is this thing called Geocaching that is just so lame. Why on earth?
Gardens, They are just so dreadful.
The allergies kick in just thinking about it.
I hate art. I just don’t understand why people like it. I mean anybody can paint. Just go to Hobby Lobby and get one of those paint by number kits. Same thing.
I hate eating at nice places
I mean, what’s the point? Meat and potatoes for me, preferably fried. Yep that’s me.
I hate running!!
Hey look there is SuperPizzaBoy in a race
And look there is Baloney, and my wife Sweetie, Go Ladies Go!!
I especially hate trail running, you never see anything good!
And many runs have this horrid practice of serving beer to the runners.
I just cannot believe anybody would drink beer at 9 in the morning after running several miles. Runners are just awful, don’t you think?
And I”ll add an eighth truth. I do this with trepidation. Baloney is a stickler for the rules and she is liable to jerk that award away from me and then where would I be? Awardless and alone that’s where. But I’m going to risk it.
My eight truth is that I am very positive person.
Now, I get to inflict this on seven unsuspecting bloggers. Lets see, who has made me mad lately? Hmmm.
The Real Housewives of Oklahoma – They are awesome. Check it out. Baloney is one of them (Mrs. Priss is her handle there.) – So right back atcha Baloney!
Bill at Tulsa Gentleman – Bill is a very creative blogger and a great photographer and genuine all around nice guy. He, SuperPizzaBoy and I are trying to get a disk golf game going soon.
Dawn’s Diversions – Dawn is another RHOK star. She has turned into media superstar lately. She is a champion commenter.
My Sister Ellen of News of the “Pole Yard” I know that its nepotism but she really has a nice blog describing the life of her and her family out on the Colorado prairie.
An Oklahoma Granny – Check Granny out, she blogs about her life. She is a good and interesting writer and a great commenter.
Ken at …Miles to go before I sleep – He is a running blogger with a great sense of humor and big heart. Ken is an ultra runner which means distances over a marathon. He has run 100 mile races!! A genuine nice guy.
Sarah at Brit Gal in the USA. Describing the adventures of a Brit married to “Hubster” in northwest Oklahoma. She is a US citizen now!! Great photographer, great sense of humor. And she and I have a mutual acquaintance it turns out.
There are just so many bloggers to choose from.
