Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Texts from Joe

 I am finding that the more I date men the more I love Joe. I find myself staring at my phone willing the little light to flash telling me I have a text from the next potential Mr. Right. It's enough to make a girl crazy and I have better things to do with my time and energy!
I tell Joe every day that he is the only boy for me. He is always happy to see me and cannot seem to get enough of my attention. It got me to thinking, if Joe could text what would a day in the life of my cell phone look like:

3:45am Joe - "Hi!"
3:46am Joe - "Hi!, morning!"
3:50am Joe - "Breakfast?"
4:10am Joe- " I'm starving! Where is breakfast"
4:30am Melissa "Morning Joe, there is plenty of hay in your bale bag, breakfast is at 7:30, eat the hay in your bag there was at least 3/4 of a bale in it last night"
4:31am Joe -" Right! Forgot about that!"
4:32am Joe - "Breakfast hay??"
4:35am Melissa "At 7:30 just like every morning"
4:36am Joe - "K thanks!"
5:35 am Joe - "Wesley said he is hungry"
5:40am Melissa "Wesley is fine, breakfast is at 7:30 I am leaving for work now. Have a good day and stay out of trouble"
5:41am Joe - "Are you coming back????"
5:42am Melissa "Yes Joe, I will be home after 4:00pm, just like yesterday"
5:45am Joe - "K bye!"
7:30am Joe " BREAKFAST HAY IS HERE!!!"
7:40am Joe " Oatsies?"
7:50am Melissa "Oatsies are with dinner hay, just like last night and the night before"
7:51am Joe "Right!"
9:00am Joe "Hi!"
9:01am Joe "Hi!" 
9:02am Joe "Hi!" 
9:03am Joe "Hi!"
9:05am Joe " Wesley is going out to the pasture, when do I get to go out?"
9:06am Joe "HELLO???"
9:35am Melissa "I was in a meeting. We talked about turnout, you don't get to go out because you take your shoes off every single time. Eat the hay in your hay bag, I'll be home after 4:00pm"
9:36am - Joe "Oh right, cause my shoes fall off"
10:00am - Joe "Stall is getting cleaned!"
10:15am- Joe "Fresh shavings!"
10:16am - Joe "I peed!"
10:18am - Joe "and pooped!"
10:20am - Joe "Taking a nap" 
11:00am - Joe " POOP ON MY FACE :)"
11:05am - Melissa "Oh Joe!"
11:05am - Joe "Lol you get to clean it off!"
12:00pm Joe "Hi"
12:01pm Joe "Hi"
12:02pm Joe "Hi, I'm bored. When are you coming home?"
12:05pm Melissa "After 4:00pm, at lunch now but I have a meeting at 3:00 will head home when it is over and should be in the barn by 4:25."
12:06pm - Joe "K, still bored"
12:07pm - Melissa "Wesley will be back in soon to keep you company"
12:30pm - Joe "WESLEY IS BACK! Going to play for a while so if you don't hear from me.."
12:35pm - Melissa "Stay out of trouble, NO teeth!" 
1:01pm - Melissa "What is going on?? Do I need to call Sarah"
1:02pm - Joe "Crashing in the woods behind the barn! WHAT IS IT?"
1:03pm - Joe " Just a deer, its all good, I'm chill now."
1:04pm - Melissa  "%$#! Don't do that to me!"
1:05pm- Joe"Wesley and I are going to take naps now" 
1:45pm - Joe " MORE POOP ON MY FACE!"
1:46pm - Melissa "Lovely" 
2:00pm - Joe "I'M STUCK!!!"
2:01pm - Melissa "Back up" 
2:03pm Melissa - "Back up!"
2:05 Melissa - " BACK UP! Just like yesterday"
2:06pm Joe - "It's all good, I just had to back up to get out"
2:10pm Joe - "When are you coming home?"
2:11pm Joe - "Hello?"
2:15pm  Melissa -" After 4:00pm but if you keep texting me it will slow me down and I will be later"
2:16pm Joe - "K. bye!
2:18pm Joe - "Are you going to say bye"
2:20pm Melissa - "Bye Joe, no more texts unless it is an emergency, I will be home after 4"
2:21pm Joe - "K, ttyl"
2:22pm Joe - "oops that was another text!"
2:23pm Joe - "So was that LOL
4:00pm Joe - " IT'S 4:00pm!"
4:02pm Melissa - "Leaving now" 
4:20pm Joe - " I hear your truck!!"
4:22pm Melissa  - "Just need to change clothes, be right there"
4:30pm Joe - "I SEE YOU!!! YAY" 

Maybe I need to give the men that never text another try... 


Thursday, August 28, 2014

Pictures from Region 1 AQHA Show

Write up coming - in the meantime enjoy the pictures of my handsome man! 

Saturday, June 28, 2014

I've Always Wanted to Ride on a Golf Course

Between the house I live in and the barn is a gorgeous piece of property. The view from my kitchen window makes me think I live in a park. There are orchards, stone walls and several acres of golf course looking lawn complete with rolling green hills. Sarah uses the lawn in the summer to condition the show horses. She likes to let them move out while doing hill work. I've been riding Joe on the lawn for a few times a week for the last 3 weeks. At some point in every lawn ride I end up with an ear to ear grin that doesn't go away for hours! Joe loves the lawn! He has no idea that he is working. Friday night he gave me a lope that just blew my mind. It was lovely and easy and all I had to do was sit there  and smile. I find I ride better on the lawn - I have to! If I am not doing everything I need to in order to keep Joe on his hind end he could easily stumble and fall. It only takes a few strides before my body does everything automatically and the ride becomes natural. Next thing I know we are floating across the green hills together. You know those fantasies you have about riding on a golf course? It really is that good! 

Monday, June 23, 2014

Horse Show Pictures

Sigh.. I am in love and his name is Joe! He is just so handsome! What a nice guy! I owe you all an update on Grace - she is loving her life as a school horse. She only teaches a few lessons a week and spends the rest of her time with her best friend Jasmine. I have become food lady in her world which allows me to love on Joe without guilt!
 Here he is Mr. Wonderful:

Thursday, May 1, 2014

Belly Balm Works!

We are now past the two week mark since I started using Belly Balm for Joe's sweet itch. I am really impressed by the results! The gnats have been really bad so far this spring and Joe's belly looks great! No new sores and he isn't itching. Last fall when the gnats where out Joe would tear himself up. His girth area would get to the point that I didn't want to have a saddle on him and his sheath looked downright painful. At this time he has all the hair on his belly and his skin isn't red or irritated. I find I have to use it every day so I ordered 2 of the 16 ounce tubs from Jeffer's.

Monday, April 28, 2014

English Saddle Minus Stirrups Plus Lesson Equals OUCH

Joe and I went to a one day local schooling show on Saturday. On Wednesday before the show Sarah met me in the barn with an English saddle and was all excited because it fit Joe. I rode it in for the first time on Thursday. There is no faster way to find out how weak my core is than to go back to an English saddle. Once I figured my body out I was really impressed by how nicely Joe goes English. I rode English again on Friday. Sarah kept saying “When you get stronger” there was no “if” in her conversation. There was even talk of lessons without stirrups in my future. 

Joe was wonderful at the show on Saturday. We started the morning with English Walk/Trot and Walk/Trot/Canter classes. He excelled in the walk/trot, but seemed to lose focus in the canter classes. All of a sudden he remembered that there were other horses in the arena and did not like it when they came up behind him. This was one of the reasons for the schooling show. He had been run up on at this same arena a few years ago which is when he started to get spooked in traffic. Each time he got upset I put him to work and circled him. I didn’t take long for him to refocus, it also helped me to stay in my bubble and keep my own. We switched to Western tack for the afternoon; I have to say it was much easier to ride Western after 3 days of English. My leg started to make sense now. Joe was a rock star in his Western classes. The lope on that horse brings a smile to my face every single time! I could really get used to showing him. We brought home a pile of blue ribbons and some highpoint awards but most of all we both loaded up with some show ring confidence. Next show is in 2 weeks. 

Today I arrived to my lesson and announced to Sarah that I would be riding in the English saddle without stirrups. If the next show is in 2 weeks I have to get on this getting stronger plan. 10 minutes into the lesson Sarah said “remember this was your idea”. OUCH! The first thing I figured out was that I was not going to let Joe give me the usually jarring trot he starts out with. There was no way I would stay in the saddle, so I pushed him into the bridle with my leg and asked him to lift his back. Sarah had me sit the trot, then stand up in two-point for 5 strides. I could barely do it. She also had me post for 5 strides and sit for 5. Wow.. I am weak! Canter was much better, I was able to really get the feel for using my legs and core and not just my hands. I was planning to start working out again, but after tonight’s lesson I’m thinking I could just ride without stirrups and be set. Hope I can walk tomorrow!

Sunday, April 20, 2014

The Horses Save Me Again

I moved to a house on the same property as the barn in late October. It has been such a blessing to live here. This home is my happy place, my sanctuary, I love it here. The day I left my husband I loaded up the trailer and drove to the barn. I was in full blown panic attack when I hooked up the trailer and for the first time ever I dropped it when I missed the ball hooking up. I managed to get it jacked up and back on the truck, I was trying to run away before my husband came back home. I was a hot mess when I unloaded Grace and got her settled in. I stayed at the barn that day not wanting to leave – this was before I moved here. I noticed that there were some stalls that still needed to be cleaned so I grabbed wheelbarrow and pitchfork and jumped in. Halfway into that first stall my thoughts started to settle, my body took over as I begun the repetitive motion of shifting poop through shavings. I realized how much I missed working in the barn, the quiet mornings with the horses, the satisfaction of freshly stripped and bedded stalls. It wasn’t long before I was the Saturday stall cleaner. Once I moved to the property I took on night feedings and weekend mornings. Little did I know these simple chores would save me.

I’ve had my heart broken twice since my marriage ended. Yes – you are correct in your judgment it was most likely too soon for me to be involved with anyone. That didn’t stop me. I fell head over heels in love and gave a man every last ounce; he broke up with me the first time the day after Thanksgiving. That was a Friday – he came over that night, told me how much he loved me and then walked out the door. I was devastated, how could someone I gave everything to just walk away? The next morning I wanted to hide under the covers and never get out. I wanted to stay in the fetal position until the pain went away, but I had to get up and feed the horses. I had to put my clothes on and trudge down the hill. I then had to force myself to eat food so I would have enough calories in my body to clean stalls. Something happened halfway into cleaning stalls; I had a brief moment of clarity where the pain paused for a moment. It didn’t last long but it gave me a glimmer of hope that there may be a way through the pain. In the weeks that followed I fell into a scary black hole of depression. I came home after work and didn’t want to leave my bedroom. But I had to feed the horses each night. This meant changing my clothes and trudging down the hill. Joe was there with his sweet face always happy to see me. I would cover his nose in kisses and tell him that he is the only boy for me. Grace was there kicking the walls to her stall telling me to “hurry up and feed bitch, I don’t have time for your boy drama!” I rode less in December than I had in years, I just didn’t feel like I belonged in the saddle. In early January I started to ride Joe several times a week, about two rides in my smile came back. His lope was my new happy place. 

I started seeing a therapist and worked weekly with my life coach. I was finally starting to get over the man that broke my heart after the holidays when he showed back up to give it another try. This time I thought I had my blinders off, I was still crazy in love with this man but I wasn’t going to let him hurt me again. We were just “dating “this time I told myself, I could walk away at any time. In reality I was very much in love with him, again. Last Sunday he ended the relationship for the second time. Once again he told me how much he loved me and then walked out the door. For a smart girl I seem to be really stupid when it comes to relationships. How could I let this happened twice? Why in the hell did I trust him again? 

This time around I am much further along than I was in November. The pain is still fresh but I am more angry than sad. I’m also not sure that I trust myself to make relationship decisions. The horses still need to be fed every day and still need me to clean their stalls on Saturday. Stall cleaning has become my 5 hour physical meditation. I start out stuck in my head, thoughts of him are non-stop. By the time I am on the last stall I am looking forward to showing Joe this year and am planning out the rest of my weekend. Joe is still my favorite boy to kiss. He is there for me to wrap my arms around him and cry into his neck. He doesn’t judge me, he doesn’t tell me I wasn’t ready for a relationship, he just listens to me and softly blows his breath on my hair. I once said that if I could go back and talk to 14 year old me I would tell her to spend more time with horses and less time with boys. 39 year old me is just now starting to hear those words.