I really hope you have that song stuck in your head now, because I do, and misery loves company.
Coming back to real life after vacation is always a little sad. We got back on Thursday evening and spent all day Friday cleaning and rushing around making food/getting the house ready for a Halloween party that we were hosting. Note to the world: don’t wait until Halloween morning to buy decorations and stuff. Apparently the stores seem to think it’s appropriate to take all Halloween paraphernalia down a couple days beforehand and all I could find was CHRISTMAS stuff. What the hell. So our decorations were pretty sad, but everyone seemed to have a good time anyway. Last year I was a surfer and my dog Stewie was a bloody shark… this year I was Elliot and he was ET.
On Saturday I was up early, driving a couple hours away to a horse trial to volunteer as a XC jump judge. The weather was beautiful (Ahhhh, November in Texas) so it was a pretty darn pleasant day alone in the woods with my walkie talkie and clipboard.
Trainer through my jump, in her young horse’s Training level debut. https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v=10154767999570641&l=3032518540487000601
Sunday I was FINALLY free so off to the barn I went. I hadn’t seen Henry in a week and it was way too long. I missed that goofy boy. He also seems to think that he’s preparing for a Canadian winter, because he’s regrown a lot of coat already. Sigh. Looks like I’ll be clipping again in the next week or two.
A couple of goodies came while I was gone… his new PS of Sweden wool quarter sheet and the voucher for a free set of FlexSleeves that we won at the eventing derby in September. We tried the quarter sheet on (perfect! it’s so preeeeetty) and measured him for his FlexSleeves (navy mediums headed our way). Once it’s actually cold enough to use the quarter sheet I’ll review it but the initial impression is that I’m pretty darn happy with it, especially considering how cheap it was.
Then I came home and did something pretty monumentous:
Yup, we entered a recognized USEA event. Now begins 3 weeks of fretting about every single thing (what do you mean there’s no 21 day forecast?) and trying to make sure we’re as ready as possible. It’s just BN so I feel like it’s well within our ability, but you never know with horses. Fingers crossed pony and I keep ourselves together and that the weather, which has been awful the past couple years for this event, does not suck.
And now – back to work. Boo.