I must say, this has been the topic of discussion the past couple months.  I suppose, I’m looking for some feedback from all of you and your opinions on the implicatons of using the “F” word, if any.   I think everyone would agree there are times/places that cursing is just inappropriate.  Perhaps, in the presense of certain people or children, ect..  But where do we draw that fine line?  After talking to many people about the subject, I’ve drawn the conclusion that as times change people are less uptight about issues such as these because there are so many bigger issues to worry about.  That cursing, perhaps once taboo, is now much more common place.  People view a lot of this language as a means to express feelings and not so much as a personal attack. 

Food for thought…

Things on the mountain have settled down a bit too, which is a nice change.  Everyone seems to be settling down into their own lives and progress seems to be on the horizon. 

It’s a beautiful morning and so I’m not going to spend too much time here..but promise to come back real soon.  After all, I have some beautiful horses, dogs, piggies and lots of other little critters outside waiting for me to come out and play:)

Until next time,

Jamie

Now, I understand that jealousy is involved with most of these vicious rumors and people will always think what they want to think and say what they want to say.  But as one of my favorite quotes says “Hating me, will never make you prettier.” 

I now have the ranch I’ve always wanted and I’m blessed enough to be able to wake up every morning doing what I love to do, which is take care of animals.  But, after a conversation with my neighbor today who told me about some of the “rumors” going around in the horse community such as “Don’t board at that barbies facility!  She was an ex porn star!” or “I don’t want my husband up there at her place!” ect…I thought I would write a little bit about how I’m feeling about this whole thing, if for no other reason than just getting it off my chest.  “Barbie” aka me, isn’t going anywhere!  Ladies, trust me when I say, I don’t want your husbands!  If I wanted one, I’d have one!  I have never been, nor will I ever be a porn star!  Google is an amazing tool!  Try it.  Jamie Frontz, in case your lost up to this point…barbie is only a rumor  And should you come across any porn sites claiming I’m on them, take a minute and look at the other names of folks they say are on their sites, like Oprah, Naomi Campbell, Brittney Spears, the list goes on and on, but you never actually see these people in the photos do you?  Exactly, because they aren’t in them and neither am I. 

I was recently selected to as Vice Chairperson on the Lower Kyle Canyon CAC and also recently found out that a certain someone isn’t too happy about that & trying to make trouble for me there too.  It’s funny, but I assume these people have lives, families, friends, and horses to take care of, yet they seem to have so much time to be worried about what I’m up to.  A little advice, focus on your own life and business and maybe, just maybe you wouldn’t have to be so worried about a little competition because you would be at the top of your own game

If you want to go though your life beleiving everything you hear that’s on you.  But if you choose not to board your horse at my ranch because of bullshit rumors then, I’m afraid that’s your loss and your horse’s unfortunatley.  My ranch and the care given to the animals here, speak for itself and if you bothered to tour it you would see that for yourself.  The old adage “Don’t judge a book by it’s cover” could never be more true than when it comes to me.  I may look like a Barbie, but I’ve never been afraid to get my hands dirty and work hard.  There is nothing in the world that I love more than I love my animals.  I sleep fine at night, because I know who I am.  I know what’s in my heart, what I stand for,that I’m honest and that my character is strong.  There is always going to be someone prettier, someone richer, someone poorer, ect..Life if what you make it.  All I’m trying to do, is live mine.  I’d really appreicate it, if people would let me do that.  Life if tough enough, especially in these trying economic times.  I’m just trying to survive and make a living just like everyone else in the world.  I don’t claim to know everything, and Lord knows I’m learning a lot of things as I go.  Isn’t that what life is about?  Doing what you can to be the best person you can be and hoping to touch some lives in a postive manner along the way.  Do you really think that starting ugly rumors, trying to cause trouble and being slanderous is all you have to offer the world?  If so; I’d say your a whole lot worse off than me.

Honestly,

Jamie

I guess, I’m feeling a little sentimental.  Sad, maybe.  I’m wondering if all this planning and all this hard work and all this heartache has actually lead me to the place I’m supposed to be or somewhere else entirely.  Growing up, my dad used to tell me to work hard and that I could get anything I wanted and acheive any thing I set my mind on.  Well, I’ve worked hard my whole life and right now, things just feel hard.  They feel pressured.   Like I’m pushing and pushing for something that maybe isn’t meant to be mine.   Funny thing is, that now days my dad says “Joe, (my dad calls me Joe), why do you want that big house all by yourself?”  or “Joe, you know your never going to get married if you are always a step ahead or if you live in this big ol’ house.”  It’s like now that I’ve done exactly what I’ve always thought I was supposed to do, now I’m too far to the other side.  Damned if I do, damned if I don’t.  Why is this?  What is this about? 

I have spent my entire life trying to make my parents happy and make them proud of me, that I have forgotten what it is that I really want.  The sad part is, that no matter what I do, it isn’t going to be good enough.  Maybe dad, I’m just not the marrying kind.  My whole life has been nothing but a string of bad relationships and men who were not good for me..perhaps not good enough for me.  I don’t know anymore.   Truthfully, I don’t even know what I’m rambling on about right now.  I guess, I just needed an outlet to vent. 
There is a quote I really like…it goes like this.. “How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being.”  Love that.  Maybe that’s my problem.  Maybe I see myself as this super human, super woman who is not a “normal person.”  I feel like I am destined to be something wonderful, and make this huge difference or impact.  Ever since I was a little girl, I have believed this.  Deep down in my soul, in my gut, I believe that what I am doing will make a difference. 

When times are tough, like now.  The economy is so bad, that its depressing at best and everyday feels like a struggle I sometimes question if this is where I’m supposed to be.  I remember the good ol’ days of feeling like money grew on trees.  Spending 50k shopping at Neimans seemed like the average day and now some months it’s tough to just pay bills.  It’s funny to look back and wonder what life would have been like then, if I had only known what I know now.  If somehow, God had trusted me with the knowledge I have now at 32, back when I was 27.  

I know, it’s politically incorrect to talk politics or religion or any of the other taboo topics but being how this is MY blog, I figure I can blab about what ever the hell I want and if y’all don’t like it you can go to someone else’s site right?    So here’s the deal, it’s no secret that I’m a Republican.  I am fairly conservative when it comes to most politics.  To say I’m disappointed in our country and the way things are going is a vast understatement.  It’s just flat out scary.  I miss the days when it felt like being an American and being Patriotic stood for something.  Can I just say, what the hell happened to our Constitution?  Does no one remember that that is the foundation for which our nation was built? 

Okay, I’m a little tipsy and its probably for the best if I sign off…  

Until next time…
Jamie…Joe…or whatever other names are floating around

xoxo

I met this girl about 8 or 9 months ago through a mutual friend of mine and she too was in the horse community.  So right away we hit it off and became “friends.”  Or so I thought.  From the beginning, I knew she was not the most responsible individual I had ever come across as she was in her 40′s and single mom and been married/divorced more times then I can remember, rented her house that she allowed to be just trashed by her dogs.  Struggling with money and her job… I’m sure you know the type.

But being the Cancer that I am, I saw her good qualities and liked her.  I thought she had just hit some hard times and I enjoyed spending time with her.  Soon after, she met a guy who was always causing drama in her life and they broke up and got back together I don’t even know how many times.  Well, sad ending to a long story he ended up committing suicide the last time they broke up (about a month ago).  Of course she was devastated and started to go about making the funeral arrangements but didn’t have the “means” to pay for it and his family claimed to not have it either.  Being me, I wanted to help.  I felt bad for her and so I said I would pay for it and she could pay me back when she worked it out with his family and got his last check.  Well, let’s just say she never even bothered to ask his family for the money and STILL has yet to even make an attempt to pay back the 4k she owes me. 
To add insult to injury, the night of the funeral everyone came back to my house for a BBQ that of course, I payed for and cooked and her son and his friends took my General Lee Polaris Ranger (brand new) 12k vehicle and rolled it!  Yes, rolled it.  When I said, they would need to have it fixed she got mad at me and took her son and his friends and left without so much as goodbye or an I’m sorry.  As though that wasn’t enough they stole several sweaters from my tack room in the process!

When I called her and asked what she planned on doing to repay me and repair the General Lee and bring back my sweaters she called me a “material bitch” and said that if I wanted my stuff I could send the cops over to get it.  Now, I like to think I’m a pretty fair person and a good friend.  I tried to do something nice for someone and totally got screwed.  Had she even acted half way decent about the situation or half way grateful for what I had done for them maybe I would have let it go…which even that I know to most people sounds crazy in itself.  But truthfully, I probably would have.  But now, it’s just principal.  It’s the fact that this ungrateful, whitetrash girl took advantage of the whole situation.  So now, I have been forced to deal with it and get my attorney involved.

Funny enough, she claims I only paid for the funeral to “hold it over her head”…yeah because I totally got so much out of doing that!  LOL  Not only am I out a good chunk of change, we are no longer friends…so what exactly may I ask would anyone have gotten out of doing what I did merely to hold it over someones head and why? 

Well, make a long story shorter, I’ll just say that now I know why she lives the life she does and is always in the position she is in.  People like that will always be “trash” for lack of a better word.

Things are moving along, somtimes a little slower than I’d like with building permits, construction, landscaping, fencing, ect..When I started this process I knew it wasn’t going to be easy and I knew there would be days I would want to throw my hands up in the air and quit.  I’m not going to say I havne’t had those days but most days I just accept that I can’t control everything (even though I’d like to) and I can’t do it all by myself.  Building this ranch has taken so much time, money, sweat, laughter and tears.  There have been several people in particular who have been here from the beginning helping me to reach my dream and to encourage me to get back up and try again when I feel like giving up.   In additon to those special individuals, I have to accredit all my furry peoples who motivate me each and every day to be a better person and to stop sometimes and just smell the roses. 

I’m sort of in the home strech now and starting to wake up and look outside and see it all starting to come together..which I must say, is VERY exciting!  I’ve had a lot of curve balls thrown my way over the last year but somehow I’ve managed to come around 3rd base and I’m headed for home…

xoxo

Jamie

I picked out my boy and my girl and was ready to leave when I saw another tiny little girl with big floppy ears and freckles and I just had to have her too!  Then I found out she was still nursing so I would have to get her mother…ok I thought…then I found out she had a little brother too….Well, I just couldn’t leave him alone…So I am now the proud owner of 5 goats )

Oh and I also have a new stray cat rescue:)   He’s a doll and I named him Alfie.

I think that’s why animal abuse and neglect effect me so much.  I just can not for the life of me fathom why someone would want to hurt an innocent animal.  A person who owns an animal that would let it starve to death or abandon it,  in my mind is nothing short of evil. 

I see so many animals in need every single day that it literally breaks my heart to know what they must have felt or how much they have gone through merely by being born or taken in by the wrong individual.  I’m the type who crys at the Humane Societies commercials.  I can’t stand to watch them because it literally takes my breath away to see what those animals have been through.  I wish that I had endless resources to save every single one of them, but unfortunatley that’s not the reality.  I don’t have bottomless pockets or enough land to be able to rescue all the animals I’d like to.  I have to be at peace with the fact that I can save some and I can love and cherish them all and provide the best possible home that I can and try to make their lives the best that I can.

I thank God every single day that I have been blessed enough to have the animals I have in my life that I love so dearly.  They are what motivate me to get up in the morning and put in another hard days work.  They are the true loves of my life.  They make me want to be a better person and inspire others to be better too. 

Jamie