I took Thursday and Friday off last week to head up to my Alma Mater for alumni weekend. I'm super old, so this was my 15th reunion. It's not a big one, as evidenced by my class's poor attendance:
|We were heckled for our lack of classmates!|
I hadn't planned to ride the boys at home, but they got some snuggles before I left for the weekend. Is it just me, or is leaving the tall kids behind for a few days one of the hardest things in the world? Especially Rio. Ugh. But fear not, they were in good hands and had a great vacation weekend too.
After dropping the short kids with their grandma, I was en route to Saratoga! Finally! At around 3. So much for getting up there early!
We never did find any classmates that night, but we did visit a couple of divey bars we loved in college: Desperate Annie's (known simply as DA's) and the Tin and Lint (which may or may not be where John McClean wrote American Pie). Happy to report they haven't changed a bit. And then it was like midnight and I had to go to bed before I turned into a pumpkin.
Friday morning I had planned to go to free yoga, but it was cold in my room at 7 when I would have had to get up, so I opted out. Instead I headed over to campus for breakfast around 8:30 and spent all my money at the book store on new Skidmore clothes. Mostly because I'm living firmly in the past. But also because I heart Skidmore. And buying stuff. There wasn't a ton going on that I was interested in Friday, so friends and I headed out for Skidmore themed mani/pedis.
|Gold glitter on the tips is hard to capture...|
My next stop is probably the most exciting. I got to visit the future show grounds of the Saratoga Classic Horse Show! It was supposed to move this year, but with winter lasting a bit too long, they weren't able to get the site work done in time.
I know it sounds like a really full day, but after having a quick dinner at the house, I went out (two nights in a row!) for a cocktail event for my class. There were actually people there too! But it was on a rooftop and about 50 degrees so we disbanded fairly quickly in favor of an indoor venue. And some snacks. I stayed out until 12:30, yet managed to not turn into a pumpkin.
|obligatory dough boy|
Skidmore does mini classes during Alumni weekend and most of them sounded pretty uninteresting to me. Except for the one that Sheldon Solomon was giving. Professor Solomon is pretty much a celebrity within the Skidmore Community. He's pretty eccentric wearing shorts year round (in upstate NY!) and sporting long hair. But he's crazy smart, and a really dynamic speaker.
|There he is drinking water. I would not do well as a papparzzi|
The lecture was only an hour, but we all wanted more! We'll have to come back in five years and hope he's still there. There was some free time between then and our class dinner, so I met up with my '92 friend for some coffee before heading home to do a little work and get cleaned up. The rest of the night was dinner, dancing, fireworks, and ANOTHER trip downtown for drinks and more dough boys.
I stayed out until 1 am. THREE nights in a row of bar hopping! I miss college. But also my liver and circadian rhythm do not. You guys. I had the best night in a long while, despite there being no ponies involved.
I had zero plans for Sunday morning. I got up around 7:30 and leisurely got packed. I was trying to remember if there was anything else I wanted to see or do (or eat) while I was in Saratoga, but I came up empty and decided to head home. If I timed it right, I could ride before the rain started. I did not time it right. But I rode anyway. In the rain. Romey was not pleased, but Rio didn't mind too much. I was just going to lunge Jampy since doc hadn't given me the green light to ride. Unfortunately, by the time I got to him it was pouring buckets, so we opted out.
I sent a nose pic to Doc on Tuesday and got the go ahead to get back on Jampy. But alas, more downpours and too many puddles. They all had Tuesday off. I did finally ride him tonight. He's actually feeling SO MUCH better than he has been. I hadn't really gotten to ride him since his hock injections due to the epm popping up. I really think they made a difference, or maybe it was the epm treatment. Who knows? Who cares as long as he's feeling better!
And that my friends, is what's up this Wednesday. I'm sorry there weren't many ponies today, but I had to recount my weekend for posterity. If you're still reading this, you get a gold star!
What's up with you?