A Note About This Blog

I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Nap Time

I took the above just after Penny woke up from her nap yesterday. She's been pretty awful under saddle as of late, a concern because we're leaving for St Johns in a few days. Our first time competing at BN. Cross your fingers.

Yesterday's ride on Meatball was quite an adventure. We cantered, basically for the first time. When he picks up the canter he hops for a couple of steps before he settles. Then, we cantered over some poles, which he launched himself over. We really need to work on that not over jumping thing. We were having an excellent time, then he whinnied and bucked! Then he did several flying lead changes, including a one tempi. I didn't ask for any of them, but he can certainly do them. We think he was just having a good time. JM says he looked about 18 hands as we were cantering around and the buck looked absolutely frightening from the ground. But I got off grinning. He doesn't scare me, despite his size and antics, because he always comes back to obedience when I ask him to. Penny, on the other hand, is running through the bit right now and not listening to me, so when she takes off I get a bit scared, because while she will eventually come back it's not immediate.

Anyway, when I was done I told JM she wasn't going to get to ride Meatball Grand Prix because I was going to :D

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