Zen and the Art of Baby Horse Management had the fabulous idea of writing horse haikus. I’m a big fan of this plan, because I am lazy and am good at 5/7/5. Last year I even wrote my show reviews in haiku form, so am going jump on the bandwagon she started by updating you on Simon’s life in haiku form. After his layoff, Suspensory is spiffy. Okay, back to work. El Nino say wha? Oh, that just means lots of…
I have a new secret weapon. Weeks ago, I had a moment where I wasn’t having as much of a personal financial crisis. All summer I’ve desperately needed a new pair of jeans, so once I could breathe a bit easier I trotted off to Nordstrom Rack to see if I could find any pants. Sidenote – why is pant shopping the worst? I can buy breeches much easier than I can buy regular people pants. My breeches are also much…
Ever since I decided to stop wearing my wedding rings, I’ve been wondering what to do with them. It seems like an easy enough problem, but I’m having a hard time figuring out what to do. Part of this has to do with paperwork. After Tim gave me my engagement ring, it took him less than 24 hours to ask me if I wanted to know how much he spent on it. “NO! Why would I want to know that?”…
I know it’s the time of the year to complain about body clipping and horse hair everywhere and how much of a colossal pain in the ass it is, but I have a confession. I like body clipping. Now that confession comes with some clarifications. I like body clipping my horse. I like body clipping my horse when he’s not over the experience and refuses to stand still for legs & face. But even with those two caveats, this is not a…
A big side effect of my grief has been compulsively wanting to reach out to people of my past that I’ve lost touch with. After all, there’s no better way to realize the frailty of life than staring at your 37 year old dead husband. It’s kind of like watching The Dead Poets Society on repeat for 100 years and condensing all of that into a 5 minute span. Carpe diem, folks. Carpe diem. Of course, a normal person might take…
As I mentioned last week, I’m in the market for a new saddle. One of my friends told me that she was going to live vicariously through my saddle shopping, which made me figure that it would be a decent process to blog about. Plus, I can’t write depressing broody content everyday… right? The first company I had come out to fit me and Simon was CWD. People seem to either love or hate the company, but I’m a big…
I’ve said earlier that I love living alone, and that’s still true. Despite being happy living in my own dwelling with nothing but sometimes barfy dogs to keep me company, after several months of single apartment life I’ve discovered a few things. My relationship with cleaning has changed. Previously, I’ve been the kind of person who has a pretty high standard of living in fifth. Days and days would go by with the same dishes in the sink, and I’d…
I don’t think anything has changed the face of journalism more than social media. Gone are the days where your only option for hearing what’s going on with the world were the nightly news or maybe National Public Radio if you were more “in the know.” Now with Facebook and smart phones, the options for obtaining information have blown wide open. Think of how many times you’ve seen a news story that wouldn’t have even existed without a video clip from…