Our Family

Greenwood, Arkansas

(479)996-1031 (home)

(479)322-9227 (cell)

 hyppnn@netzero.com

WARNING!!!

This was once a family page of photos of my daughter and I. Jessi has since gotten married and moved on with her life. I have turned this page into an anything page. Be forewarned that there is religion, politics and even some profanity on this page! If that is going to offend you stop and go to another page now... but some of the stuff on here is really funny!

HOW TO INSTALL A SOUTHERN HOME SECURITY SYSTEM

1. Go to The Salvation Army store and buy a pair of men's work boots.

2. Place them on your front porch along with copy of Guns & Ammo magazine.

3. Put four giant dog dishes next to the boots and magazines.

4. Leave a note on your door that reads:

Bubba,

Bertha, Duke, Slim and I went for more ammo. Don't mess with the dogs. They got the mailman this morning and messed him up bad. I don't think Killer took part but it was hard to tell from all of the blood. Anyway, I locked all four of'em in the house. Better wait outside. Be right back.

Cooter

God our Father, walk through my house and take away all my worries and illnesses and please watch over and heal my family in Jesus name, Amen.

Me and my Grandma; Viola Bell Good 4-3-2013

Duckie first saddling

Happy Birthday Jesus

TOTALLY CUTE!!

I got this email the other day and found it so profound that I had to share it.....

I am passing this on to you because it definitely works and we could all use a little more calmness in our lives. By following simple advice I heard on the Dr. Phil show, you too can find inner peace. Dr. Phil proclaimed "The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have started and never finished." So, I looked around my house to see all the things I started and hadn't finished, and before leaving the house this morning, I finished off 8 cans of Miller Lite, a bottle of Absolut, a package of Oreos, the remainder of my old Prozac prescription, the rest of the cheesecake, some Doritos and a box of chocolates. You have no idea how freaking good I feel. Please pass this on to those you feel might be in need of inner peace.

Glenda and Duckie  12-30-2010

Poncho is my very best friend! Poncho's mom stepped on him and broke his back when he was a baby puppy. I raised him on a 3 cc syringe and then a baby bottle. He is absolutely the love of my live and goes everywhere with me.

being pretty doesn't keep then from having a fit

Happy Birthday Jesus

Kid - over a 6 foot panel.... goof ball!

 Glenda and the boys (Packin and McGee, yearling colts) WOW, I hate that shirt. 8-7-2010

Jasper  November 09

An Old Horsewoman

When I Am An Old Horsewoman
I shall wear turquoise and diamonds,
And a straw hat... that doesn't suit me
And I shall spend my social security on
white wine and carrots,
And sit in my alleyway of my barn
And listen to my horses breathe.
I will sneak out in the middle of a summer night
And ride the old palomino mare,
Across the moonstruck meadow
If my old bones will allow
And when people come to call, I will smile and nod
As I walk past the gardens to the barn
and show instead the flowers growing
inside stalls fresh-lined with straw.
I will shovel and sweat and wear hay in my hair
as if it were a jewel
And I will be an embarrassment to ALL
Who will not yet have found the peace in being free
to have a horse as a best friend
A friend who waits at midnight hour
With muzzle and nicker and patient eyes
For the kind of woman I will be
When I am old.
-Author Unknown

Emmy and Glenda

Glenda and Pokey feeding the horses.

Silly Punkin

The Senility Prayer

Grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked anyway, the good fortune to run into the ones I do and the eyesight to tell the difference.

Kid, the Jolly Perlino Giant!!!  9-27-09

You might be a redneck if: It never occurred to you to
be offended by the phrase, 'One nation, under God..'

You might be a redneck if: You've never protested about seeing
the 10 Commandments posted in public places.

You might be a redneck if: You still say ' Christmas'
instead of 'Winter Festival.'

You might be a redneck if: You bow your head when
someone prays.

You might be a redneck if: You stand and place your
hand over your heart when they play the National Anthem

You might be a redneck if: You treat our armed forces
veterans with great respect, and always have.

You might be a redneck if: You've never burned an
American flag, nor intend to.

You might be a redneck if: You know what you believe
and you aren't afraid to say so, no matter who is listening.

You might be a redneck if: You respect your elders and
raised your kids to do the same.

You might be a redneck if: You'd give your last dollar to
a friend.
You might be a redneck if: You believe in God.

Jessi is getting DiNozzo flag broke. He has a big'ol butt!

My goal in life is to be as good of a person my dog already thinks I am.
-unknown
 

Jasper and his proud mom. (Glenda)

LOVE LOVE LOVE my fat, dirty baby boy!

  "Look at Jessi Jasper so she can take our picture!" Can you see Jasper is looking at my finger?

The Woman Marine Pilot

The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment:

Get their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. The next day, the kids came back and, one by one, began to tell their stories.

"Janie, do you have a story to share?"

'Yes ma'am. My daddy told me a story about my Mommy. She was a Marine pilot in Desert Storm, and her plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy territory, and all she had was a flask of whiskey, a pistol, and a survival knife.

She drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't spill, and then her parachute landed her right in the middle of 20 Iraqi troops. She shot 15 of them with her pistol, until she ran out of bullets, killed four more with her knife, till the blade broke, and so she killed the last Iraqi with her bare hands."

"Good Heavens,' said the horrified teacher. What did your Daddy tell you was the moral to this awful story?"

"Don't f--k with mommy when she's been drinking."

Run Pokey Run!

Tulsa and Jessi

Do Not Go Where The Path May Lead ~ Go Instead Where There Is No Path And Leave A Trail. 

Emerson

Jessi and Kid, he is really going to make a big horse! (Kid was a 2 year old in this photo)

Sizzle (Punkin) and Glenda

god bless America and God Bless You all!

I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE FLAG, OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, AND TO THE REPUBLIC FOR WHICH IT STANDS,  ONE NATION UNDER GOD, INDIVISIBLE, WITH LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL.

Glenda and Tulsa - okay, Tulsa looks GREAT... I, on the other hand left my fashion sense in the drawer this morning!

Ever have one of those days when it feels like everyone is after you?

Jasper in the pen @ 13 1/2 months, first saddling.

Tulsa in the pen with Glenda (Jessi sure got some good photos!)

"There are no answers.... only the search".  Grandma Ivy

Here are some wild photos... This is a mare that we bought to ride... she was sold to us as old lady broke! These photos of this mare were taken right AFTER the first time that we tried to get on our new mare that we bought as "granny broke". The only reason we had the camera outside was to take photos of our neat new mare being rode. Imagine our shock as these were the only photos that we had the opportunity to take. Can anybody say ALPO?

God's sense of humor......

While creating wives, God promised men

that good and obedient wives would be found

in all corners of the world.

And then He made the earth round.

 DeNozzo              Jasper (by BS Buckley)

Here is a little trivia for you: what you see in the 2 photos above are examples of bites of 2 different colts at about the same age. The first photo is of a dun colt we had named DeNozzo the second is Buckleys White Gold a perlino colt we had. These are photos we took to show potential buyers when we sold both of these colts. As you can see DeNozzo's (brother to our colt McGee) top and bottom teeth match perfectly; he has an "even bite". Jasper's top teeth are not even with his bottom teeth, he is "parrot mouthed" which is a genetic disorder.

Don't you know, pillows are for puppies!

Morning chores, I'm still clean.....forgot to brush my hair.... typical!

Thank you Jesus, I needed a hug today....

Hey, where's the phone? .......true story

Ever have one of those days? "Where's the whiskey?" 7-22-09 We sold Donna right after this to be used as a broodmare ONLY... YIKES!!

Clay Walker... what a GREAT concert!! We had TOO much fun!

"Work like you don't need the money, love like you've never been hurt and dance like you do when nobody's watching"

Amber wasn't real sure that she wanted to be my riding horse!

Jessi and Pete

Dad gum Duckie!  7 months old  8-7-2010 (Duckie is hypp nn)

"Go ahead, skin that Smoke Wagon and see what happens"  Wyatt

Jessi took this while she was driving through North Dakota to pick up my new mare Amber, notice the snow is almost over the fence posts... Burr...

Titan's first saddling... yee haw!! (15 year old stallion)

Jessi and Titan, within 30 minutes of his first saddling.

"Where are you Big Chief?"  Thelma

So you mean your REALLY not supposed to use laundry soap in the dishwasher? What's up with that?

FIVE RULES TO REMEMBER IN LIFE

1. Money cannot buy happiness, but its more comfortable to cry in a Corvette than on a bicycle.

2. Forgive your enemy, but remember the ass-holes name.

3. If you help someone when they're in trouble, they will remember you when they're in trouble again.

4. Many people are alive only because it's illegal to shoot them.

5. Alcohol does not solve any problems, but then neither does milk.

Duckie is peaking under Goldie... TOO CUTE!

Miss Kiddy during one of her first rides (with Glenda).

A little girl had been shopping with her mom at Wal-Mart. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckled face of innocence.

It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.. We all stood there, under the awning, just inside the door of the Wal-Mart.
We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.
I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
Her little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in, 'Mom let's run through the rain,'
She said.
'What?' Mom asked.
'Let's run through the rain!' She repeated.
'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.
This young child waited a minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's run through the rain..'
'We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.
'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning,' the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.
'This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?'
'Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, ' If God can get us through this, He can get us through anything! ' '
The entire crowd stopped dead silent.. I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain.. We all stood silently. No one left. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.
Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
'Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD let's us get wet, well maybe we just need washing,' Mom said.
Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They got soaked.
They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, I did.
I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday.
To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.
I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.

Jessi and Miss Appy

"Some people are like a slinky
they have no apparent purpose
but they still bring a smile to your face
when you push them down the stairs"

Here we are at the David Alan Coe concert in Tulsa OK.

Sadie, my designated driver....

The Royal Lipazaner Show was very cool!

Cherry Pie looking over the back of the couch... how cute is that?

Zip and Jessi, just off of the trailer.

Me (Glenda) and Dandy

One Life One Chance

The Doobie Brothers!!!! Jessi took the pictures... I was having way Too Much FUN!

Jessi halter breaking Spotty Butt.

Jessi and Baby Spotty

We went to the Willie Nelson concert... that was him way down there...

"There is no substitute for victory" Ronald Regan

Me and Dandy... I loved this horse!

Jessi and Scout

"They who would give up an essential liberty for temporary security, deserve neither liberty or security"  Ben Franklin

Jessi and Prince

  "Courage Is Being Scared To Death-But Saddling Up Anyway" John Wayne

Baby Poncho

Neal McCoy concert... TOO COOL!.. Yes! I was dancing! And, he is gorgeous!!

The problem with SOCIALISM is, sooner or later you run out of other peoples MONEY!

More of me and Dandy... kiss kiss

OK... OK... I promise.. I will not wreck these trucks!

Life is short, Break the rules, Forgive quickly,  Laugh uncontrollably, And never regret anything that made you smile..
 

Jessi shoeing in Arizona... I'm holding the horse.... hard work!

REO Speedwagon! I looked REALLY stupid but they put on such a GREAT concert!

Josie, the miracle girl and her puppies... 

Josie's puppies

During her emergency c-section Josie died on the operating table. What happened next was the most stunning experience of my life. All four of the ladies helping the vet as well as myself were crying out to God to save her life. I was a hysterical sobbing mess, I was not praying any special prayer or reciting any scriptures. I was just crying and begging for God to bring her back. She was gone for 10 minutes when He gave her back to me. Only God knows why He does the things that he does but just the fact that the puppies and Josie are alive is a real honest miracle. I am not a special or super godly person and Josie is just a little Heeler dog but God loves us all no matter how average or unimportant we are. Maybe someone is looking at the website or is going to that this story will help them in some way, I don't know and it isn't important to me that I ever know. Just know that God loves YOU and He cares about you, not just people in general and not just to see you go to Heaven but He really cares about you personally. I've asked God for a lot of things in my life that never happened but He sees the big picture and all of the times I asked God for something and they didn't come about it was worth all of that for Him to give me Josie back.

The photos below are of Josie as a puppy and as an adult with Cayenne who is standard size.

 Above photos are of Josie as a puppy at 6 weeks old and as an adult. Josie's normal adult wt is 17 pounds. 

Poncho LOVES his new toy!

"Real Integrity is doing the right thing, knowing that no body's going to know whether you did it or not."

Gus (Smoke Bar Tease) learning that he really can hold his foot up...

first time to have his hooves trimmed .....  at 3 years old...

All done and not a scratch on him... pretty boy! He'll be beautiful if we can ever get enough weight on him!

About another 2 steps after this photo was taken he drug me through the pasture... Gus (Smoke Bar Tease) finally learned to lead behind our truck. Although he tried and tried, he never managed to drag the truck away... On a lighter note, the truck did a real good job of dragging him!

Woody in Arizona

"You can not help men permanently by doing for them what they could and should do for themselves."  Abraham Lincoln  

These are some photos of us when we lived in Arizona. Jessi had a farrier service and we were traveling horse trainers.

Glenda, the old Ford and Bolt (Percheron gelding I rode for several months)

A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On 109 that night.

When broken bodies lay about
And blood was everywhere,
The sirens screamed out eulogies,
For death was in the air.

A mother, trapped inside her car,
Was heard above the noise;
Her plaintive plea near split the air:
Oh, God, please spare my boys!
She fought to loose her pinned hands;
She struggled to get free,
But mangled metal held her fast
In grim captivity.

Her frightened eyes then focused
On where the back seat once had been,
But all she saw was broken glass and
Two children's seats crushed in
Her twins were nowhere to be seen;
 

She did not hear them cry,
And then she prayed they'd been thrown free,
Oh, God, don't let them die!
Then firemen came and cut her loose,
But when they searched the back,
They found therein no little boys,

But the seat belts were intact.
They thought the woman had gone mad
And was traveling alone,
But when they turned to question her,
They discovered she was gone.

Policemen saw her running wild
And screaming above the noise
In beseeching supplication,
Please help me find my boys!
They're four years old and wear blue shirts;
Their jeans are blue to match.

One cop spoke up, They're in my car,
And they don't have a scratch.
They said their daddy put them there
And gave them each a cone,
Then told them both to wait for Mom
To come and take them home.

I've searched the area high and low,
But I can't find their dad.
He must have fled the scene,
I guess, and that is very bad.

The mother hugged the twins and said,
While wiping at a tear,
He could not flee the scene, you see,
For he's been dead a year.

The cop just looked confused and asked,
Now, how can that be true?
The boys said, Mommy, Daddy came
And left a kiss for you.

He told us not to worry
And that you would be all right,
And then he put us in this car with
The pretty, flashing light.

We wanted him to stay with us,
Because we miss him so,
But Mommy, he just hugged us tight

And said he had to go.
He said someday we'd understand
And told us not to fuss,
And he said to tell you, Mommy,
He's watching over us..

The mother knew without a doubt
That what they spoke was true,
For she recalled their dad's last words,

I will watch over you.

The firemen's notes could not explain
The twisted, mangled car,
And how the three of them escaped
Without a single scar.

But on the cop's report was scribed,
In print so very fine,
An angel walked the beat tonight on Highway 109.

He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare.
****************

This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven,
He saw me, and he asked: 'My child, what is your greatest wish for today?'

I responded: 'Lord please, take care of the person who is reading this message, their family and their special friends.
They deserve it and I love them very much. '

Can I get an BIG AMEN to that?

In Memory

It's a funny thing about tears.... you never run out of them.

Me and Cassie... I will miss her forever...... cancer took my baby

Indy and Jessi    Indy and Glenda   

If God lets us have our animals in heaven that we lost here on earth, we will have our best friends with us. Indy laid down to roll for the fun of it and displaced her colon. She was in foal to Dandy and her baby filly died with her.

Me (Glenda) & Amber  2-22-09

8-9-09

5-30-2010 

Stunnah (Dandy)- 2004 AQHA Stallion Own Son Of Obvious Conclusion

Listening to his mom....

Someday we'll ride together again....

Dandy was an own son of Obvious Conclusion and out of Im High Fashion (55 H), an own daughter of Page Impressive (H 54) who is out of Smooth Sirah (361 H) and by Smooth Town (160 H)!! Dandy's dam; Im High Fashion was also a 3/4 sister to Mr Yella Fella. His breeding also includes; Cunclusive (H 42), Impressive (H 48), Page boys Pearl (H 159, P 77), Page Boy's First (H 53, P 58.5), Poco Buz Boy (H 8, P 6), Buz Burnett (H 211, P 15.5), Poco Veva (H 121, P 39.5), Little Town (SI 100, H 31, P 58), Par Three (H 52), Night Latch (SI 100, H 16) and Major's Mena (H 35, P 2).  Dandy had 6 AQHA halter points and qualified for the 2007 AQHA World show. We lost Dandy due to an allergic reaction to a banamine shot. Our hearts are absolutely broken, he will always be sadly missed and can never be replaced.

Like a dream..... we woke up and Dandy was gone.