Saddle Pad: Etsy seller Houndstooth Horse
Half Pad: Ippico
|Empty barn awaiting the ponies!|
So most of the week was pretty normal. But Friday was moving home day for Eros and Shiny! Woohoo! I haven't driven the trailer since fall when I dropped them off, so I was feeling a little anxious about all that. Though really that's pretty silly. It's literally 7 miles away, all country roads. The things we stress over (eyeroll). Anyway, I rode everyone at the barn first, then packed up and arrived back home. All went smoothly, thankfully. We did have a brief rain shower right after they were all tucked in. This pretty rainbow was a nice welcome home!
|Nice to have saddles home again!|
|I had to drag the ring to find this.|
And then? I forgot all about them and used neither. I suppose this means senility is setting in? I'm so disappointed in myself for missing the best theme of the year. I make all my favorite tee shirts into blankets so it wont go to waste or anything. But still. Sheesh. Way to drop the ball.
In other news, since my adult family is all vaccinated (kiddos are still too young) I was able to celebrate my birthday with my mom, brother, and his family. I still have a few more days of marinating to reach full protection but I felt safe with them since they're all being very careful still. It was nice not having to make my own cake this year!
We'll start with Shiny. I forgot to snap a face pic so enjoy this recycled photo:
Bridle: Camelot RCS Gold
Browband: Boy O'Boy Bridleworks
So in about a week and a half I will be done marinating and can maybe start getting back to normal life. Not that I want to really... The hermit life really does suit me. Either way, it's feels nice to be protected. Thanks science! (Fun fact, Pfizer has a location here in CT, and one of my friends/barn mates actually worked on developing the vaccine. I think that's pretty awesome.)
|Something pretty great about a |
freshly dragged arena...
|ouch. Also, my hair is gray. #oldlady|
Now to be honest, I don't take the best care of the Gator. He doesn't have a hard job (mostly just brings poop buckets back and forth to the dumpster, and drags the ring once or twice a week). So I'm not always that good at remembering to get him serviced. He's a good worker, he does is thing. If a light goes on or he stops working I get him tended to.
Fortunately, I was able to get him picked up yesterday and hopefully he'll be all patched up with new tires, a new battery, and fresh oil by the weekend. And if not? Well, I guess I'll figure that out when the time comes. At least I noticed BEFORE the horses actually got here? Right?