Saturday: Horsemanship Challenge. The inward-looking, obsessive side of me wants to know why on earth I ever agreed to hop on strange saddlebred. The outward-looking, perky side of me thinks this will be an adventure. I am trying to dial up the volume on the latter.
Sunday: Awards banquet for Winter Tournament shows [one, two, three]. Perhaps one day I will be sufficiently evolved to be interested in achievement for its own sake rather than for the lure of big, gaudy ribbons. That day is not yet.
Monday: Tooth extraction which I hope will be a good thing [Hi].
I’ll be back to report on the first two when I have recovered from the third. Meanwhile enjoy a few days of horse photos and gratuitous animal pictures. If I have not returned before the photo posts run out, not to worry. It means I’m swanning about the house being catered to. Why does that always happen when I am too sick to enjoy it?