Smile Worthy – A Bit of Fantasy

Part of my 2019 mantra — to be happy with what you have — has practicing a neat little Jedi mind trick.

Normally my arrival to the barn after work goes something like this –

  1. Panic, stress, panic about getting to barn late.
  2. Speedy groom.
  3. Ride for 20 minutes.
  4. Panic, stress, panic about getting back home late.

At that level of frenetic, what is even the point?

So now, I arrive to the barn, take my leisurely time, even if it means I will be there kind of late. I snuggle the horse. I walk around the property. We sniff grass.

More importantly, I indulge in a bit of fantasy.

Don’t get me wrong, we don’t want to slip into delusional or unsafe. I am not jumping property fences, gleefully claiming I am the new wave of Beezie Madden (which, is sacrilegious to begin with, if you ask me ).

The scene is typically only me with a small collection of other people at the property in the evening hours. So I strut around and pretend.

I own this horseLie.

I own this beautiful property. Lie.

I don’t have to worry about Property Taxes on this beautiful, development-rich landTRUE.

I love this moment. Most truth ever! Shrink my nose into my head.

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Lady, you crazy.

At any rate, my re-ignition of childhood imagination has me feeling much happier. I need a re-calibration of my mind to stop focusing on what I don’t have, which is not healthy and endless.

I encourage everyone to lie to themselves in small doses, when the mood is right and your heart needs it.

Smile Worthy – Walking the “Dog”

On Sunday, there was a miscommunication in which Q was hacked before I came to ride.

No matter, I am used to these kerfuffles (but I do attest, I cannot wait to have a horse all my own).

Instead, we had a spa and grass day. Naturally, this led to a more stubborn stalemate.

 

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What does it look like when 1,000 lbs is leaning against you, refusing to go back to his stall?. (Answer: pretty cute still)

How wonderful is it to just relax with your horse?

Smile Worthy – Riding Outside with Christmas Lights

A totally bizarre phenomenon happened to me while riding tonight. Next door, there was a ton of activity, so Q was feeling like the pony express. Let there please be yelling and sounds of “yipee-kai-yay”-ing all the time please. So much more forward, so I did not have to play the jockey.

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Could you forget to ride me tonight since I look super cute?

Cowboy yipping aside, I made a realization tonight, while riding in a plain t-shirt sans jacket.

I had never ridden next to Christmas lights.

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Investigating said lights and/or grabbing a snack

In my colder climate homes, it was far too cold to ride outside productively in the time near to Christmas. Most days of riding, it was not even really safe to be driving out to the barn. (Which is how I became an expert and driving through immense snow piles in a two-wheel drive bug).

Sure, I’d admire  Christmas lights on route to get to the barn, but never did I get to ride with them in view.

Not going to lie, I could get used to this!

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Lackluster photos taken while walking, but it is impressive!