Wednesday, April 1, 2009




Degree of Love

also known as Lola, 6 year old QH mare. I look silly and she's a little furry - our usual.

and since I talk about them a lot, introducing...

Sawyer (a.k.a Soy-Boy)
1 year old domestic long-hair
Adopted from Kalamazoo Animal Shelter

Frankenstein (a.k.a Frankie or Wankers)
7 year old domestic long hair
Adopted from my horse camp

Fuzz Bear (a.k.a Wuzzle)
6 year old domestic short hair
Adopted from Dearborn Animal Shelter

Their powers combined they are our "Scattle", so named because they are stupid-cats a.k.a "scats" and the three make a small herd grouping. They're pretty entertaining for cats. Frankie is a hoot and Sawyer is following his footsteps closely. Fuzz is your typical bitch-cat but she loves me so it's all right.




Spring 2009!

I'm getting a haircut on Wednesday after about a six month hiatus of hair care. I'm also debating on getting bangs - something I haven't had since the 6th grade, but hot bangs like Hilary Duff's. Man, I hate saying that but her hair looks cute and my current style isn't far from this one. Currently I'm in the long curly one-layer stage and it has to *GO*!

This summer I'm going to:
1. BE TAN! and FIT!
2. Ride and show my butt off with Lola
3. Go to the beach more often and *relax*
4. Read three books of my chosing
5. Become involved with Riding For Reading (www.ridingforreading.com) a non-profit org.


In other news, my current rant is:

I went to see an Advisor today in the College of Education and after waiting nearly an hour and receiving a $15 parking ticket I found out that I am going to be stuck here for 3 more semesters including my student teaching. *SIGH* I'm very tired of being in school for 7 years and having nothing to show for it other than two pieces of paper saying I have degrees when I can't get a job with either paper. I know being in college is not the worst thing in the world but I'm ready for it to be over with. I want a house and a backyard, a dog, a horse to campaign and show, a garden, somewhere to plant myself semi-permanently that doesn't involve living in an apartment complex. It's frustrating when people my age have homes, REAL JOBS, and post their wedding photos on facebook. I can't compete with my three spoiled housecats, boyfriend of 2 years, 1000 sq. ft. apartment and barn job cleaning stalls. I guess I won't catch up until I'm 40. If even then. I've been having this feeling where I need to prove myself to everyone around me and it's unusual for me, so I know it's some exterior force making me change my thought pattern. It's odd. Oh well. *sigh*

Monday, March 30, 2009

a well needed update

hello blog-world.

My new job at the farm is going well - the usual chore routine, bringing horses in and out, refilling feed bins, etc. Both of my trainers are sick as of today with the flu which means that I have to begin taking my daily vitamin again to boost my immune system. : ) I cannot get sick because I not only don't have the time but I loathe being sick.

Lola and I have reverted to the basics of being soft in the bridle. We had some issues riding forward on the bit without hopping off the front legs, soooo needless to say we're starting from the beginning to work on a few things.

My riding goals for April are:

1. Pole work at the trot and canter. Begin working on trail obstacles and samples.
2. Showmanship!! Work on sample patterns and get that pivot down a little quicker.
3. Huntseat. Work on moving forward and staying in frame through transitions.
4. Get SHOW-READY for the Schooling Show on April 26th: pull mane, wash & condition tail, get a hunt cap! (ebay?)

I was planning on attending Equine Affaire in Columbus with Jim and Donna, but now that they're sick I doubt that we'll still be going. Which is a bummer because I was going to visit and stay with one of my best friends Ashlee Jones who lives about 10 minutes from the Ohio Expo Center. Sadness. : (

Ben and I took Sawyer to the groomers today to have his mats shaved off. He's such a funny cat. The entire time the lady was shaving him he kept pawing at her like, "No! Stop that, please! I'm begging you."