Truthful Tuesday

It's been a minute since I've confessed anything truly embarrassing to you guys. So I have a funny one today. Remember when I got to ride Big Brad recently outside? Well...
The mounting block in the outdoor ring there isn't all that tall. Bradley is pretty huge. (Close to 18 hands in fact.) There are two troubles with mounting a tall horse when you, yourself, are not tall. First is the obvious. You're not tall. But you know what else is true of not tall riders? Their stirrups are also not long. Thus, you have stubby legs that need to reach up to high stirrups.
Well. I climb myself up on that block and go to put my foot in the stirrup. I can't reach. I'm not sure if my breeches were too tight, or if I've lost all flexibility? Or I'm just too fat to bend my leg enough? I dunno. But I am not reaching that stirrup. I also know Bradley is going to walk off, so I gotta be sure I'm going if I manage to get a toe in there.
FINALLY I manage to get my toe in the stirrup. Just barely. And I grab a chunk of mane and hoist myself up there. Or that was the plan anyway. As I'm hauling my winter-sized bum up onto that brontosaurus, the chunk of mane I grabbed CAME OUT OF HIS NECK. I did manage to climb aboard, but with a handful of loose mane stuck to my fingers. Poor Bradley. Thankfully I didn't leave an actual hole in his mane, but it is a bit thinner down there at the base. I'm gonna need to use a grab strap just to get on him next time. How embarrassing. Note to self: lose weight and go back to yoga!

Has this ever happened to you? Or am I alone in this one?

Truthful Tuesday

It seems like I've just been doing stupid things left and right lately. I think maybe my brain froze in the arctic temps? Can that happen? Perhaps I should just hibernate until it gets above 45? So this is a good one...
A couple weeks ago, on the day I was heading to Florida, I decided to stop and have breakfast at my local country store. They have decided to close up shop after ten  years and that would be my last chance to go.

End of an era...

So I go in, order at the counter, and sit down to wait for my breakfast. I took my time and chatted with the ladies that work there. When I was done, we all hugged good bye and I got in my truck and drove back home. I made up the horses' dinners, fed lunch hay, and did whatever else needed doing before I went to the airport. And then I realized my error.... You guys. I didn't pay for my breakfast! Face palm. So I got in the truck, drove back to the store and was like Hey guys! I came back! They were like hey! What do you need? And I was all, well... I stole my breakfast this morning, so I need to pay you... They were both like, oh I thought you paid the other one! You could have gotten away with it! Go out with a bang! Haha!
So that my friends, is the story of how I tried to steal breakfast from a restaurant that was already going out of business.

Have you ever done something like that? I think the lesson here is that if I order at a counter, I better pay when I order, or I will definitely forget.

Truthful Tuesdal

This one's pretty funny... You all know I am a big fan of Ebay shopping, especially for ridiculous fun things for my horses. So the other day I stumbled across some floral patterned items: boots, saddle pad, bonnet. They were fairly inexpensive, so I ordered a pair of the boots:

Pretty right?! They were only $25 too. Plus I think $10 for shipping (they came from Europe). I figured I'd get one pair of boots, and then a saddle pad for each horse at home. Well this is where the tale takes a turn... I mentioned already they came from Europe? I got the boots from a UK seller, so everything was in English. But the saddle pads were from a German seller. They had the full set up on the same listing so you had to pick the options you wanted. Well I thought I picked saddle pads (numnah) but evidently, I just ordered more boots. (Facepalm.) So I now have 4 pairs of these. Stay tuned as there may be a fun giveaway on the blog soon! I don't need 4 pairs of floral boots, and sending them back to Germany seems like a big hassle.
Moral of my story: PAY ATTENTION when you're choosing options, especially when they're not in English.

Truthful Tuesday

Heh... Well... This is embarrassing. Or a great plan? But I'm leaning toward embarrassing.

Rio's grandpa, who happens to be my dad, helps out with some of Rio's needs financially. (Ok, fine, he helps out with MOST of Rio's finances. Rio is very expensive!) Anyway, the company from which I purchase one of his supplements recently started accepting Paypal. So I added my dad's card to my Paypal account to use for that company only. Apparently, Paypal defaulted that card to my main credit card. I didn't notice since the first default payment method is my bank account. Normally, I manually switch to my regular credit card when paying for stuff. But I have one store that I shop through that automatically goes through Paypal when I check out, and it is defaulted to charge to my credit card and NOT draw from my account. Do you see where this is going?

Yep. I've been buying a LOT from this site because they've had great gifts for my family for the holidays. And they all charged to my dad's credit card. Meaning, my dad bought some of his own presents. My dad, being awesome, at first was concerned someone stole his card. (See, I really am responsible with it normally!) So he asked me if I knew what the charges were. Ugh, color me embarrassed. I was all, why yes I do! Those are everyone's holiday presents! Oops.

Lesson learned. Do not add other people's credit cards to your Paypal account!