Topsy-Turvy kinda life

Well, guess I'm a bit behind. Its been so long, my update drafts need updates, so here I am starting fresh...


Lets just hit the bullets:

 1. I missed Holly's Birthday. I'm a bad horse mommy. It was April 25th and I totally had May in my head. I now have a 7 year old. Such a big girl.

Happy Birthday Holly

2. I had one of my best lessons ever a few weeks ago. Actually saw distances and nailed them. Nailed them. In the indoor. In the like 40mph wind (which is now a new norm around here) making crap blow around.

Holly happy her bf Henry is with her

3. Then I got all into my head and had a series of crappy, land on neck, barely squeak over the jump, just plain in your head crap-tastic lessons because I told myself my riding well was a fluke. D'oh.

Sigh. Still love her most days

4. Despite still being a weenie, and unmotivated to jump big, I have been back up to the 2'3" and maybe just 2'6" ... slightly less weenie height.

Big girl panties... big girl panties...

5. Our first adventures in NQR land.  It was always once she was a few laps into trotting, where you spend like two laps trying to figure out if its real or in your head. It started after a rough trainer ride 2 Tuesdays ago, she was so slightly off that night.  And the next day. And the next week.

She earned herself some bute, and new shoes all around, and a mini vacation. Then it was gone.

NQR but still pretty

6. Hives. Because being NQR wasn't enough for the month, Holly now has hives. Mainly on her neck and belly. More bute and a shot of dex and more time off. Sigh.

Really mom, pictures now?!

Then there's all that non-horsey filler life stuff:

-I'm now a mother of two.
-We are trying to clean our house to sell it. Good lord, I'm a packrat I have a lot of hobbies.
-We are house shopping in a very competitive area. Which will mean paying more per month to live in a better area (I do that for my horse-child, I kinda owe the human ones the same).
-I'm back to working nights. Ugh. Actually I missed many coworkers, and that whole using my brain for more than measuring how much milk the baby is drinking, but still, Ugh.

Future pony clubber :)