My favorite Sharks fan took a tumble from a horse last week while I was away on vacation, and I still hadn’t posted the photos she lent me from regional championships, nor had I updated my blog. Needless to say, the least I could have done was post a blog entry for a woman in the hospital. And so, to add insult to injury, I am posting here a photo of the horse that sent her to the emergency room on Tuesday.
That’s Prairie and me at Arabian Sporthorse Regional Championships in April, and some disgruntled member of the show staff with our prizes. That is also my new blue hunt coat, which I splurged on at the California Horse Expo the same weekend, after much goading from my favorite Sharks fan who calls me a “traditionalist.” Hey, it’s better than what I call myself, which is cheap, but I do still put all my hair under my helmet and refuse to wear those trendy little show bows. I suppose I could simply cut all my hair off, since the rules of singlehood once again apply and shaving one’s head is at least less permanent than a relationship rebound tattoo.
This is my favorite Shark’s fan’s horse, Penny, and me in our hunter over fences class at regionals. Penny and I have this strange relationship that consists alternately of flaming burnouts and stunning wins. Interestingly, Penny is as on and off as me — either give it all you have or don’t bother doing it at all. There are no mediocre shades of gray in Penny’s little horsey world, and there aren’t a whole lot of gradations in mine, either. This photo is of us on an up day, literally and figuratively.
I hope Penny’s mom feels better soon, after all, there’s polo to be played and people to beat up on and I can’t very well do all of this myself.
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