Lazy


I am being lazy. I have spent most of the evening watching the horses graze in the windy pasture. Currently, Cheetah is pestering me for dinner and Petunia is smelling me as I sit…and trying to eat my phone. Well, Cheetah is doing that too now. There is just something about their breath on your skin. I can not describe it. If you have never been up close and personal with a horse and felt their breath on your skin. You should. That is all there is to it. There is something peaceful about it. It’s like puppy breath kisses. It’s better than a hug. 


I am OK with the lazy. Well, somewhat OK. It was a long, congested, windy drive out to the farm with the trailer. BUT, I have something exciting planned for tomorrow and want to get to bed early! 

I am leaving first thing in the morning to have a lesson! Let me clarify for my non horse followers, a horseback riding lesson with a dressage trainer. I have not had a lesson in YEARS. If you recall, taking lessons is on my 2017 goal list. 

I am very excited for multiple reasons. One, to make something on that list happen. Most of which though, to continue learning and getting better. Having someone educated on the ground to see what you are doing or not doing is extremely important for benchmark success. I have been feeling the need to ride and train with someone for quite some time now. It is just something that is lacking in my riding at the moment. 

I am going to ride one of her horses, at least for this first time, to see how it goes and how we get along. I plan to eventually haul Cheetah and Lito in for lessons with someone once I find that person. 

I stopped at the feed store on my way here and got everything I needed, including shavings for the trailer ride of my trip next weekend. I called ahead of time to make sure they had everything I needed. If I had a 3rd strike out, I would have been very upset. 

I am going to complain here a little bit. It is not like I can go to the feedstore whenever. It is not like a grocery store in town. I am limited to Fridays after work/before they close at 5:30 and Saturdays before 1 when they close. Sometimes, that is just plain hard. Between everything that needs to get done and trying to relax and let the country time soak in, there just does not seem to be enough time, especially when the feedstore doesn’t keep stocked on what you need. The next closest store that carries what I need is an over 20 minute drive! 

Sorry about that. I am over it now. 

I am also going to go visit a friend who just recently brought her horses home to live. I  excited to meet her horses and see her set up. She wants to talk over her care and feed plan. I will have to keep an eye on the weather so I can avoid visiting in the rain!

It is supposed to rain tomorrow evening and get a little cooler by Sunday morning. Although, the way it is blowing outside, I wouldn’t be surprised if it gets here sooner. Tomorrow will be windy! I hope it doesn’t get in the way of my lesson. 

That is about all I have. I am so boring. I resorted to talking about the weather. Oh well. I am relaxing and being present. Enjoying nature and my horses being horses. 

Stay tuned for news from my lesson and details of my upcoming Hill Country horse girl trip. There is also bound to be some music next week too. 

Walk in love, dear readers!

Coffee Time

I just sat down with my coffee.

These past couple of days have been crazy at work with meetings and last minute requests. Yesterday was no different. I am praying that this all pays off and they sign on the line. I think we should have a party when they do.

Darcy dog is covered in my sister’s dogs’ slobber. I don’t care though because she is happy tired from all the play.

I should be folding laundry (laundry that I should have done Sunday), but I just need a second to sit and have my time. I have been cleaning and doing laundry for about 30 minutes now. I do not know what I am going to have for breakfast. Clearly, that is what is occupying my brain space at the moment. Naturally, I wanted to tell you about it.

I left work yesterday to run some errands. I had to go to the store to get some ingredients to make white chocolate macadamia nut cookies for the farrier. He is coming out Monday, a week early, so Lito can have a full set of shoes for our Hill Country adventure. I also owe him some cookies for other things. He is due for some.  After the grocery store, I ran to the liquor store because I had the time, and got some bubbly and tequila for the trip.

When I got home, I checked my work email on my phone and decided I should take care of a couple of things before tomorrow. I opened up the laptop to discover that the internet was not working. Great. I got back into the car and ran back up to the office to get it done. Good thing the office is only right around the corner.

I was shortly back at home and set to bake some cookies. I am glad I remembered to set the butter out!

Niece and Nephew are staying at my parents house, so when Mom wasn’t looking, I snuck a cookie to Nephew…and in his lunch for the next day. Perks of being an Aunt.

Niece is now awake. Kiddos are the best in the morning! There is not much brighter in this world. AHAmoment.

Mother turned something on the TV called Peppa The Pig, I think, for the kids to watch. Niece is getting upset at the little pigs getting muddy. This is entertaining. Girlfriend likes her rules.

The horse trailer is ready to be picked up from having its once over. One step closer to a few days of isolated horse time.

Side note, if I thought seeing everybody’s mares have foals was hard…it is oddly, doubly hard to hear of people breeding their mares. Practicing strong self restraint.

The laundry and my adult duties are looming. Still some things yet to do before I have to get to work. I better get moving.

I wonder what I am going to have for breakfast.

Did I already say that?

Walk in love, dear readers!

A Titch Windy

The spring winds, they blow! Or blew, as it were. I almost felt like I was in West Texas, just without all the red dirt. 

How many times my hat blew off my head and I ran after it this many times…

The weather this past weekend was spectacular even if it was a titch windy. A cool front blew in Saturday and Sunday morning it was almost cold. Luckily the sun got to work and warmed things up. Today’s weather is no different and the wind has finally calmed down. 

When I got to the farm Friday, I unloaded and ‘turned the house on’ before going to the local Mexican restaurant to treat myself to an early dinner. I was back in time to take a walk with Lito and Darcy down to the river. I will let the sunset speak for itself. 










On Saturday, I took my time getting going. I spent around 40 minutes grooming my Cheetah girl and then we had an amazing ride. We did all of our hard serious work all around the house/barn and then took a long, relaxing cool down walk all around the farm to check the cows. I was trying to remind her about not being barn/buddy sour. I was very proud of her and she seemed to be very happy and proud of herself. We finished at a point where she was solidly between all my aids after some leg yielding, shoulder in, and stretchy lengthens. I was able to giver her a quick bath (her favorite!) before the wind got too chilly. 



After lunch, I went to the little town by the farm to take care of some errands. The most important of which was going to the feed store where they apprently did not have what I needed, again. I got back to the farm and had lunch, worked on some chores, watered the herb garden, checked the vegetable garden, and lunged Lito. Lito was being a little silly in the chilly wind, but he eventually settled into the work. After the hard stuff I worked him around and over some obsticals and a couple little jumps. Homeboy can fly over a jump when he thinks he needs too. Then he realized that was a waste of energy and proceeded to do just enough to awkwardly plop over them. 





Before we know it the gardens will be overgrown. 


I was going to sit by a pit fire after dinner, but before I knew it, I was hungry and tired and it was about to be dark. Oh well, next time. 

Sunday I relaxed and waited for my cousin to come out to the farm. When he arrived, I rode Lito while he went fishing in the pond. 

Big boy Lito did very well in the wind and with the change. It was windy, chilly, and clear as a bell without a cloud in sight. I lunged him out in the pasture and then just hopped on and rode around. All of our rides to date have started in the arena. I intended to do this a long time ago, but because our rides have been so far apart, it seemed like the smart thing to do to wait…maybe not smart to choose a very windy day, but he gave me all the green lights to do it. It was the first time I have ridden him in my big saddle. He has packed it around, but never with me in it. It was the first time I made him wear boots while riding. He has worn them, but never while riding. I also rode him in a new bit. He did pretty ok with it, but the jury is still out. Time will tell. All in all I was very proud of him. A lot of change. Maybe too much. But moving forward and not making excuses. At least I can do that in this part of my life! 

While all of this may not seem like a very big deal to some of you, it feels like a big deal to me. Every step in this process is a big deal to me. To me it means we have taken the step because he said yes. That he was comfortable moving on to the next thing and building upon what we have done. Our path is not conventional and I am OK with that. It is our path and it works for us. AHAmoment. Just like in everyday, real life. Everyone has their own path, weather you choose to take it or try to copy someone else. Walk your own path and do it in love. 

Cousin W made the comment that Lito has mellowed a lot. I always thought he was very mellow, but I’m with him all he time. I will take any compliment!



After our ride, Cousin W and I went and picked up BBQ from a local joint and brought it back to have at the farm. We hung out the rest of the afternoon until we had no choice but to go back to town. Nothing like green therapy, as my mamma calls it. The traffic was terrible, but I honestly did not mind driving slow because I was bringing the horse trailer in to take to the shop and get a good once over before my girls trip with R. 

I dropped it off this morning before work and before I knew it, the work day was over. Grateful for that! Another big meeting tomorrow. Praying that this seals the deal. One more step. 

I hope y’all had a great weekend and start to the work week! 

Walk in love, dear readers! 

Camp

Growing up, we went to camp in the summers. The last summer we went was the summer after my parents bought the farm. After that year, we spent all of our time at the farm, outside of the three summers we spent a month in Mexico. Thank goodness, because by that point in time, all I wanted to do was ride horses all day (special thanks to my parents for making that happen). However, that is a story for another day. 

OK, where was I. Oh yes, I was scrolling through the ‘book of face,’ as you do, and saw some pictures of the big sister of my Middle Sister’s friend. Confusing to read, I know. Anyway, she was one of the many councelors at camp. 

If I remember correctly, at meal times, campers sat in assigned seating that was changed every week so campers throughout the camp of all ages could get to know one another. Each table had a counselor as the head of the table. It was likely my first year, but I do not remember. That sister of my Sister’s friend was the head of my assigned table one of those weeks. 

At that time (and for a very long time…another story for another day), I was an extremely picky eater. Like, basically ate only five things, picky. Everyone at my table kept messing with me because I was not eating what was served. Trust me, if I could have eaten the food to make them stop and get the attention off of me, I would have. Sister of my Sister’s friend recognized what was going on. She quietly pulled me aside and taught me where to get a loaf of bread and peanut butter to make my own sandwich (without jelly, because that just would not do). I have a feeling she probably said something to some of the campers at our table too. 

I will always remember her for that. For her kindness and grace. She didn’t owe me anything. I didn’t even know who she was at the time. I honestly think that is my favorite memory from camp. 

Funny the things you remember. 

Walk in love, dear readers. 

Write.

That is what a blank blog post says.

Write.

I do not have anything.

I can not force it today. That is what it feels like.

Nothing clever or insightful to say. No song to share. No cute pictures to brighten your day.

Everything is old, nothing is new.

I will share that because it is at least funny. It will give you a chuckle. Maybe. It gives me a chuckle.

Let me explain. My Father’s brother, Uncle K and his family, live in Hawaii. Several years ago, we went to visit them. I have no idea when. Was I in elementary school or middle school? I do not know. That is not an important detail outside of the fact that I was much younger. Anyway, they introduced us to this Hawaiian comedian. There was a whole album to listen to. Half of his bit is prank calling restaurants. OK, if you worked at said restaurants, I can see how that might not be very funny…but come on. It is. As kids, we about lost it. We still laugh about it as a family. Reminds us of that special family trip. “Anything special. No. Everything is old, nothing is new,” stuck with us all!

The only exciting thing I have to share is that I skipped lunch to go to my local tack store to look for a new bit to try for Lito (OK, maybe only exciting for me and other horse people). He constantly plays with the simple, plain egg butt snaffle I have been using and fights it. I found two today to try. Might have been a bit of a splurge, but hey, you can never have too many bits, right?! No? Oh well, I got a three piece D ring with a copper link and a fatter, plain D snaffle. I already have a plain D ring that has a more curved mouth piece. For as big as he may seem, his lower jaw is somewhat narrow. I am thinking either the above mentioned 3 piece or the D I already have might work. We will see.

Random, I know.

Going to take my Darcy dog for a long walk now. Gotta get outside.

Walk in love, dear readers!

Easter

Easter is always a special time at the farm. Well, Easter in itself is obviously special in its own right, but it is different at the farm.

I remember the first Easter after my parents bought the place. I do not remember who all was there. I know my Father and at least one sister was there. I can not remember who else. Anyway, it was windy. It is always windy at the farm on Easter. We must have come out directly after church as we were in our church clothes. At the time, the place was raw. Well, raw its own way. It needed a ton of work and even more just plain cleaning up. It was cross fenced in every way you can imagine. I do not remember why, but my Dad climbed over a gate and when he stepped down on the other side, he landed right in a fresh cow patty while wearing his nice loafers. My sister and I probably thought that was pretty funny while dear old Dad did not.

We have always celebrated Easter in some way at the farm. It has changed over the past few years, as it happens when families grow, but it always feels the same. Special.

This year, it was somewhat of a revolving door with people coming and going. Middle Sister and her Hubby could not come to town because of work commitments (that part was not special…). My Parents, Eldest Sister’s Hubby, Niece, Nephew, and myself went out Thursday. Eldest Sister had to work on Good Friday. The men, that would be my Dad, Bro in law, and Nephew, went fishing Friday for the day and the ladies, my Mom, Me, and Niece, hung out at the farm. I think I mentioned that before and how I rode Cheetah, Lito, and Ike.

Saturday, my Aunt and Grandparents came out for lunch. When my Grandparents got there, I was just riding up to the house at the end of my ride on Lito. He was amazing, by the way, if you were wondering. He is getting really consistent and more balanced. For around 20 or so rides all spaced out, he is doing better than some that get ridden every day. At least in my mind. He is pretty tractable and rates really easily. I am surprised at how well he responds to my seat and even my voice. I am really excited for our hill country adventure. While we were on our ride, we discovered a brand new calf born not that long before. Nature never ceases to amaze me.

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Sister and her family went back to town to go to church in the afternoon and participate in the church Easter egg hunt. When my Aunt arrived, we had burgers, fries, and my Grandmother’s molasses cookies for lunch out on the porch, under the live oak. That tree and porch, I tell you, there is no better place to be. My grandparents went back to town later that afternoon and my Aunt stayed to spend the night.

Saturday evening, I spent some time riding Lito bareback in a halter, just relaxing and having fun. Making sure he remembers how to do that. That it is not always hard work. He remembered.

Sunset rolled around and we had even more porch time with a steak dinner and wine. I am so glad that my Aunt was able to come out and stay. Get a away, even if just for a short time. We are all still sad, but none more than her I am sure.

Sunday morning found us sitting there on the porch again drinking coffee, looking down the valley watching the fog rise, listening to gospel and nature. Words can not express the beauty of His creation, especially in that place. The rest of my coffee got cold so I grabbed Lito’s bridle and went and did my favorite Sunday morning thing. Ride bareback.

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We wrapped things up at the farm before lunch to head back to town and get ready for Easter diner with my Mom’s side of the family. I made and decorated a coconut cake. It was pretty dang good! Doesn’t look too bad either. Holidays are my favorite because I get to see both sets of grandparents close together. I am savoring all my time with them.


Happy times were had with the still at times sad. Slowly, the happy times will start to outshine the sad. Still grieving my Uncle, but we had a new calf born and we got to watch mamma introduce him to the heard. The kiddos got dirty and tired just like the dogs, running around and playing. Like it is supposed to be. I have had some amazing rides on my 2 dun babies. I rode Lito more times that I had even planned. We all had a good time together and wished that the rest of the family could have been there. God is great.

I hope y’all had a great Easter, creating new happy memories.

Walk in love, dear readers!

 

Pillow Talk

I am sitting here in bed, after a pretty good day. The fact that I am sitting here, in my bed, writing a blog post makes me think about this old movie I saw once. Probably on Turner Classic Movies. ‘Pillow Talk’ I believe it was called. Anyway, I digress. 

Between rides, I spent the day entertaining my Niece with my Mother. She is a gal after my own heart with how horse crazy she is. I basically escorted her from horse to horse all day. She sat on everyone at least once. My sister had to work today and my Father, Brother in law, and Nephew went fishing. My Mother the Grandmother, was on baby duty. 

I rode Cheetah about mid morning due to fog and Niece chasing. The ride was pretty good and definitely ended on a good note. We had to work through some ugly moments. Most likely due to my sucketude and how I apparently sometimes forget how to ride. Normally this would really put me in a mood and it had the potential to, but today it didn’t. We worked through it until it felt right. Until I didn’t suck anymore and she could actually relax without whatever I was or was not doing. Sometimes, that is just how it goes, whether it is horses or life. It is not and can not always be pretty. AHAmoment. You just have to work through the suck until it doesn’t anymore. Today, I did that and I am proud of it. 

The great part of my day was riding my Lito. I am always amazed my him. He tries so hard and is such a quick learner. I honestly feel bad for anyone who does not have a baby horse like him! I really made him work harder than I have yet to date and he really responded. Our progress may seem slow to some (or maybe just to me), but all of our rides have been a week or two apart. When I really think about that, it is pretty amazing. After our arena work, we went for a cool down walk out in the meadow pasture. While we were out there, a little storm blew over us. It sprinkled some, but what I was worried about was the cold wind. You know the kind. Right before it unleashes. Luckily for us, it didn’t. He was definitely hyper aware, but trusting and brave. The thought crossed my mind (slightly ashamed to admit it) to just hop off and walk him back. I did not want him to have an experience to shake his confidence…or mine with him (I am still worried that I am going to mess him up). He showed me that he could handle it. I am so proud of him.


That was the high of my day. I also took Ike for a spin, replaced a paddock fence board, and my dog is happily tired from all the running and playing. 


Sitting here, reflecting on the day, I feel as though I might have already had too much family time and it has not really even begun. Do any of you ever feel like no one in your family listens to you? I do. All the time. Is it because I’m the youngest? Do I not have interesting things to listen to? Is there something wrong with me? I don’t know. It makes me sad. I will be in the middle of saying something, and someone will either just start having another conversation or worse, just stop paying attention all together. 

But. I don’t want to focus on that. I want to focus on the fact that my dog is happy being a dog and that I had some great rides on some great horses. 

Walk in love, dear readers. 

This Moment. 

I am currently sitting on the porch at the farm next to my mother as she reads, under the great live oak, enjoying the breeze. Apache is across the yard, eating his fill of senior feed. I am about ready to make a cocktail. My dad just let the cows up from the meadow and into the pond pasture where the horses live. I have been blogging a lot from my phone lately, so apologies if the formatting looks goofy. 


Things went pretty well this morning and only time will tell how well. After our meeting, we (everyone in my company) all had a relaxing lunch together at my request. Not long after, my boss told everyone to go home and enjoy the long weekend. I am so blessed to work with he people I do. I know it has been hard working in this industry during this downturn (harder for many others than for me…I still have a job). I know sometimes I am unsure if this is what I should be doing and that I do not know what my next step will be, but I am happy and proud to work with such high caliber individuals that know what it is all about. Family always comes first. Blessed beyond measure to be there. 


Enjoy the long weekend with family, dogs, and horses I will!

I am shooting for riding Lito Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, in addition to everyone else. I have his first off property, ridden experience booked for the first weekend in May in the hill country. More on that later. I hope to get the trailer in for a good once over on Saturday if the place is open in preparation. R and the horse she rides, Ronan, are coming with us. In addition to all the riding we will be doing, we are going to have our own little Kentucky Derby watching party!

That is what is going on in this moment. It is a pretty good AHAmoment to really feel how blessed I truly am. 

More later. Walk in love, dear readers. 

Good Morning!

Before I get going with my day, I wanted to wish all of my dear readers a good morning and good day! Go out there and get it today.

It’s funny, I was going to say that this week was going by rather slow, but really, the last few weeks have flown by. We have been very busy she past couple months marketing this deal. We are preparing for another big meeting tomorrrow. This could potentially be a very big day for us. Say a little prayer or cross your fingers that it all goes well and we will be one step closer to getting this deal done.

I had an amazing time with my Grandmother A for dinner Monday evening. That really is no surprise there. We are so much alike it is uncanny. We talked about everything under the sun and a lot about horses. This is her visiting my Lito a couple years ago.


I have another short week this week as we have Good Friday off. Tomorrow after work I am headed to the farm for the weekend. My Parents, Sister and her family, Grandparents T and H, my Aunt M, and Cousin W will all be there at some point or another for an early Easter celebration. Creating good, new memories will be good. Then on Sunday, we are gathering with my mother’s side of the family to celebrate Easter.

Spread some cheer today! Put a smile on your face and stand up tall. Make it contagious.

Walk in love!

Weekend Hangover

I have a weekend hangover. Not necessarily the good kind. I also have no pictures. Way to go me. Friend R took this pic.
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I am up there on the left, in the orange shirt, on my girl Cheetah, looking back. That is friend S riding Chance. I will tell you that the weather was spectacular. A little windy, but I will take that. 

Not everything thing went exactly according to plan, but that is the way life goes.

Thursday it appeared everyone was leaving work early. The traffic was horrendous when I was headed out to the farm. It took me about twice as long as normal. It was OK though, because I had a fun long weekend ahead of me. It went slightly downhill from there.

When I went to go hitch up the trailer, it had fallen off the block and sunk into the ground. I had to use the high lift jack to get it high enough to hitch (after I found it…which reminds me, I forgot to put it back where it goes. Face –> palm). It took long enough that I did not have enough time to bathe the horses. No worries, I am a pretty good groom ninja.

Then I discovered that Ike had a nice fat, swollen leg. Great. I was going to bring Ike for a friend, S, to ride. She even came out last weekend to ride him to prepare. Strike number 2. We made a plan to see if he was still swollen or lame in the morning. If he presented 100%, I would bring him. If not, I load up early and bring Chance with enough time to ride him for friend S for a while before everyone started rolling in. Come Friday morning his leg was still swollen (by Sunday, he was no longer swollen). No worries, I load up early and head out with my go cup of coffee.

About 10 or 15 minutes in, I almost (and by almost, I mean I did) got run off the road by a gravel truck traveling way too fast around a bend, down the middle of a 1ish lane road. Strike 3 and I was not out! I am just so glad that I was paying attention and that the ground next to the road was solid enough. Horses were fine, I said a little prayer, and we kept driving. I called the police to report it even though I had no info other than I thought the color of the truck was silver/gray.

We safely arrive and I unload and settle the horses with enough time to work Chance.

Saturday morning rolls around and we discover that over the course of the night, one person’s horse got in an accident at the trailer and another’s coliced (both are fine now!).

Three people came off their horse throughout the morning (all are fine). There was something in the air or it was the coming on of he full moon. Something. 

I think Cheetah was in heat and my two horses were extremely buddy sour, like they have never been before. If they act that way again, we are all going to boot camp. I was ok giving them the weekend and ignoring the behavior because there was clearly something going on. I will deal with it later. 

The rest of the ride ended up pretty nice. S and I stayed in the back and had some good quality horse time. The good news is, we are all home safe and Ike’s leg is no longer swollen. That is what matters. 

By the time I got back to town, all I needed was a shower and a cocktail..and that is just what I got! 

Back to regular programming this week. I know I already said that, but the last few weeks have been crazy and I apologize for being MIA…again. 

Dinner with my grandparents tonight. 

Walk in love, dear readers.