I didn’t cry about Tim’s birthday until I thought about carrot cake. I was driving to Japanese class and thinking about carving pumpkins with my friends after, an event I pulled together so I wouldn’t be sitting at home alone. Building a mental checklist about what I needed to buy at the store, I thought about carrot cake. Tim loved carrot cake. I hate it, because I hate cream cheese icing. I hate it, but I made it or bought…
I’ve wondered a lot lately why I’m still blogging. If I were to stay true to the horse blog nature of SMTT, this is what I’d have to say about my weekend: Simon got his first true beginner rider when my Mom hopped up for her first time riding a horse solo. He had many confused ears and only did one, “I don’t know what you want so I think the right answer is probably trot away” which I thought…
I’ve reclaimed Halloween as a holiday in my single life. Tim never liked it, so it’s one of the holidays that has absolutely no intense feelings associated with him. One year we did hold a “Zombies vs Ninjas vs Pirates” party that was assuredly fantastic, but that was the last time him and I celebrated Halloween together… and that was 8 years ago? Anyway, one day during lessons I told my trainer we should have a horse halloween party at…
I don’t consider myself a highly political person. Sure, I made the same “Dubbya is the worst!” that any liberal minded student made in the early 2000’s, but halfway through my first and only Political Science class in college I knew that I wasn’t ever going to get super bent out of shape by the political sphere. That is, until this year. Like many of us, I didn’t take Trump seriously at first. I bought Trump pinatas and joked about…
I wasn’t going to write about my anniversary yesterday. Last year when everything was fresher, I had dreaded that day and what I should do with it. This year since so much more time has passed, I figured it was just another day. When I woke up Monday morning, I mentally passed the celebration away from my wedding and back towards my friend who’s birthday is the same day. She was in my wedding, and we all joked that I threw…
For a supposed horse blog, I sure haven’t been writing much about the horses lately. Mostly it’s because emotionally I’m not in a spot right now where I’m super into the horses. That sounds worse than it is, but before you picture my two tossed aside in a dusty field… I can assure you that they’re both fine. I ride Roman between two to three days a week, which is certainly less than I’m used to going to the barn but…
We all know what happened to me, it blows. Lately some people in my social group g have been admitted into the “Didn’t Expect I Would Be Single In My 30’s WTF Will I Do With My Life Now Please Pass the Wine” club, though they joined through divorce versus death. Now even though I do not suggest anyone out there become a widow (I rate this experience 0 out of 5 stars), I’ve said from day one that I would…
I haven’t been exceptionally busy, but any ounce of my creative writing brainpower has been put towards the book (currently stagnant) or writing samples for grad school (will or won’t I apply?). Though this blog has mostly been neglected, I still think about it often. Here are some posts ideas I think about writing, but immediately scrap. I figured if I listed enough of them, it’d be almost like taking the time to write one out. Selling Horses Is Hard…