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it seems that life is crawling out of the muck and into the more manageable and tolerable ground i call "normal." i am riding my horses again. oh thank all the goddesses and gods for this gift! the busted collarbone hurts but i can at least ride lightly. you don't know how awful it is for me to go for so long without being on a horse. i wither.
well, enough withering. i rode cosmo outside yesterday, just a few laps around the barnyard in the sunshine. the princess has been riding him and doing remarkable things with him. she is so talented. and today i rode little maudie. she's been in her muddy pasture for a month now without my attention (except for quick visits) so she was a little weirded out to be brought in and groomed, the wild child. but it was lovely to see her. and then i rode auggie, a friend's horse, as well. so of course now i hurt. but good hurt. every ache of the shoulder reminds me of that feeling of being closer to the sun, with my moving partner beneath me.
i think i should find an intravenous ibuprofen solution.
i brought amos and zeke to maud's barn for the first time in two months, i think. it's just so muddy there (seriously, think the piano muddy) that i don't like to let them play there. but mercy, they love it so. amos was absolutely BOUNDING and LEAPING through the mud and high grass. and much to my delight he ROLLED in a particularly stinky puddle. charming creature, that mister pants. so now my truck (thank goodness i took the truck) reeks of river bottom.
speaking of river bottom, i had another meeting with the owner and this time he was civil and even full of praise for my work. weird. i think the guy needs hormone therapy.
ex-husband called me again, wants to get together again. egh. instead of my ex-husband on the line, why could it not have been ralph fiennes? hell, i'd settle for daniel day-lewis. i'm not picky. i simply want an IMAGINARY man, not a REAL man-boy, to entertain me. real men don't just eat quiche; they suck eggs.
well, enough withering. i rode cosmo outside yesterday, just a few laps around the barnyard in the sunshine. the princess has been riding him and doing remarkable things with him. she is so talented. and today i rode little maudie. she's been in her muddy pasture for a month now without my attention (except for quick visits) so she was a little weirded out to be brought in and groomed, the wild child. but it was lovely to see her. and then i rode auggie, a friend's horse, as well. so of course now i hurt. but good hurt. every ache of the shoulder reminds me of that feeling of being closer to the sun, with my moving partner beneath me.
i think i should find an intravenous ibuprofen solution.
i brought amos and zeke to maud's barn for the first time in two months, i think. it's just so muddy there (seriously, think the piano muddy) that i don't like to let them play there. but mercy, they love it so. amos was absolutely BOUNDING and LEAPING through the mud and high grass. and much to my delight he ROLLED in a particularly stinky puddle. charming creature, that mister pants. so now my truck (thank goodness i took the truck) reeks of river bottom.
speaking of river bottom, i had another meeting with the owner and this time he was civil and even full of praise for my work. weird. i think the guy needs hormone therapy.
ex-husband called me again, wants to get together again. egh. instead of my ex-husband on the line, why could it not have been ralph fiennes? hell, i'd settle for daniel day-lewis. i'm not picky. i simply want an IMAGINARY man, not a REAL man-boy, to entertain me. real men don't just eat quiche; they suck eggs.