Some Things You (Probably) Don’t Know About Me

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There are some memes floating around Facebook and the blog-o-sphere right now that I’m going to rely on for today’s post, because I have writer’s block, I haven’t ridden my horse in a week and I’m out of new pony pictures to share. First we have the “You in 3 fictional characters” meme. Y’all – characters are my favorite. I’ve stopped watching several TV shows because …

Pascale’s Gotcha Day

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A lot of my Facebook memories are pretty depressing. Every day when my “memories” pop up, I brace myself because it tends to go something like… “Here’s something you did with your dead husband! Here’s an anniversary with someone you’re no longer with! Look a cute picture of you and your late husband!” on and on and on. Today however, was a happy milestone. Three …

Horse Show Hangover Media Dump

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One of the great things about having a barn family versus somewhere to just take lessons is that nobody questions why you would choose to spend your entire weekend at a horse show where you are not showing. Instead they say things like, “We’re ordering pizza for the classic. Can you bring ice for the beer?” Why yes, I can bring ice. I can also drink …

Unrecognizable

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I’ve been thinking a lot about change lately. This has been a general theme with me since legitimately everything in my life is different from a year and a half ago (only exception is my job), but my Facebook feed notified me this morning that it was a year ago that I had to let my sweet little BT dog go. Re-reading that post this morning, …

Roman’s Lessons From Bootcamp

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Roman has been in training boot camp for a week. The weather isn’t making it 100% easy on us to get his schedule perfect, but we’re doing the best we can since the money tree hasn’t shaken its leaves and dropped a covered ring at my barn. My trainer has been doing the bulk of the riding. I’m allowed to show up and sit on …

The Darkness in Dreaming

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It’s been a while since I’ve had strange dreams about my late husband. For months they came in clusters that I couldn’t control. I hadn’t thought much about those past dreams until I re-read the blog post I just linked, and the content of those dreams is so much darker than I remembered. It’s painful for me to read it now almost a year after publication. …