I hate Sovereign Bank. Hate hate hate hate hate hate hate. It’s a long story why I hate them, and I’m too fuming with hatred to actually go into it. So I’m just going to put keywords on my blog so that they might show up on google. It’s a passive attack sure, but it’s going to make me feel better. Sovereign bank has horrible customer service. My Boston Terrier is not smart, but even she knows not to bank…
I’m married. It was awesome. I’m back now. I’ve been back actually, just un-motivated and occupied by getting back to normal life and playing with my new pony. So no long blog tonight, just some pictures of my critters and some horses at the farm.
He’s just a wittle Teaspoon. He’s available for lease. I think he’s adorable, and even though he needs a lot of work to get into any kind of show ring – I luff him and he’s going to be mine. I’m going to start leasing him in November, and try to move him to a boarding facility closer to where I live. He’s got a dog-like personality. Loves to be groomed, loves attention, etc. I wouldn’t say any horse is…
I went to see Teaspoon today, and loved him. Going to ride him some more, and need to do some number crunching and barn hunting. His owner is really sweet, and genuinely loves her horses so it’s always really great to deal with people like that. I’ve been around horses enough to know that anything can happen and not to get my hopes up, but I’m going to go out again this week and ride. In other highly important (probably…
I’m going to look at a lease horse tomorrow. This is probably the worst time ever for me to go look at a lease horse. I’m getting married in two weeks, and there is SO MUCH to do that I’m starting to freak out. To top it all off, I have a cold that’s really getting me down. So there’s ton to do, but I don’t feel up to 100% to actually do it. Financially, I can afford it but…
I suppose it’s obvious that I haven’t been around blogging all that much. There are lots of reasons for this, but the obvious reasons are I got this crazy job and I’ve had ponies on the brain. More on the crazy job later, but we’ll start with the ponies. Valentine I found Valentine off of Craig’s list, which means that she’s what we snooty horse people like to call a “backyard horse”. And this turned out to be true since…