25 Moments in 25 Years

Today is my last day of being 25.  While I’m not someone to get wrapped around the axle about getting old (yet), I would like to spend a minute going over some unique moments, and accomplishments that stand out in the first quarter century of my life.  Some things are horse related, some just personal fun, but either way I think it’s a great way to celebrate my almost birthday with pictures and memories.

  • Married the man of my dreams. Macy 580
  • I graduated college with both the major and minor I wanted in 3.5 years.
  • I traveled to the Caribbean a few times, and even went parasailing.
  • I worked in sports, even if I hated every minute (totaling 360 hours–I counted).
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We had a Military night, it was really cool.

  • I worked in New Orleans in the wake of Katrina as a volunteer.
  • I joined an amazing sorority, and found friends that I continue to love and cherish every day.

  • I get to work for a wonderful company who occasionally ships me to places that look like this.
Getting my tan on with the ducks!

Getting my tan on with the ducks!

  • My family and I rescued a skinny dun mare that no one else wanted.  Turned her into a fat, happy trail pony.

  • I went against my own better sense (and my husbands) and bought a funny little bay mare named Olive.
  • I gained an amazing set of in-laws.
  • I tried out for the swim team and hated it so much I cut myself from the roster.
  • I once ran all the way from the college bar scene, to my house off campus in the middle of the night alone, because my then boyfriend pissed me off.  Barefoot.
  • I had the absolute cutest, best dog a little girl could have growing up.
She was the cutest!

She was the cutest!

  • The only time I’ve been dumped?  The night before high school graduation.  It wasn’t pretty.
  • I worked for my former hunter/jumper trainer and his crew for almost 7 years.
Best job ever!

Ponies, ponies and more ponies.

  • I have owned the same car since it was given to me for my 16th birthday.
  • I asked for a pony, a horse, or riding lessons every birthday that I can remember.  When I turned 11 my parents agreed to 3 lessons.  The rule was western only-NO JUMPING.  14+ years later, here we are.
  • I’ve never mentioned this, but as far as unique pets: we’ve had California king snakes, a hedgehog (named Mad Max), and some parakeets.
  • A lovely chestnut mare with a confusing name stole my heart when I was 13, and I got to see her again when I was 22.  Sometimes the world turns in wonderful ways.
After one of our horse shows.

We were both babies here.

  • I was (am?) a girl scout, and graduated with a Gold Award.
  • I got to show my own horse for the first time at age 24.

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  • My one and only ambulance ride was fairly anti-climatic.  We discussed ancestry.com and how to work the EMT’s new tablet.
  • By age 14 I was taller than my mother and my brother….and the average American male.
  • I was hit by an SUV at age 6, then got up and ran away because the woman in the car wouldn’t stop screaming.  It was terrifying.  And yes, the driver chased me down.
  • DaBaby Macy will be joining the party Nov. 2016.

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I’d say I’ve had a pretty fantastic first 25!  Year 26, here we go!

Blog Hop: It’s Ok to be Weird

Kaitlyn from Something to Talk About has a really fun photo blog hop going on, and since I’m getting exactly zero saddle time…I hope you enjoy!

Show me some silly moments of you and your horse! (disclaimer, mostly these are of O, I’m always the one behind the camera – enjoy anyway!)

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Tongue curl!

Tongue curl!

Mare is unsure about hubs.

Mare is clearly unsure about hubs.

Getting swept off her feet, literally. This is why bucking on the lunge is not smart horse.

Getting swept off her feet, literally. This is why bucking on the lunge is not smart horse.

Totes meant to do that.

Totes meant to do that.

Horse shimmy.

Horse shimmy.

Special girl.

Special girl.

Clearly bored.

Clearly bored.

Conformation shot fail.

Conformation shot fail.

No kisses for me.

AHH!  No kisses for me.

Workaholic here.

Just loose in the ring, checking out the grid.

She gets into everything.

She gets into everything.

Evil mare look.

Evil mare look.

Licking the unsuspecting bench.

Licking the unsuspecting bench.

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Show Pictures

This past show had a cute little photo booth set up by a 1 woman company (I think?) and she was doing show photos for only $5 a pop.  I ordered one and incidentally got a bonus photo! Whoop!

I admit that when I picked out the photos I was all “OMG cute pony, cute!” and barely looked at myself.  But then I got them on my computer and I have to say that I look a bit messy.

A disclaimer, my little mare jumps very, very round so be gentle on the critiques.

Photo 1:  I remember riding to this one defensively (she was staring it down)  and it looks like I was more worried about keeping hold of her and getting over the jump than looking pretty.  My elbows look like they are about to help me take flight…But yeah, look at the pretty horse who is trying to use her body correctly.

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Photo 2: This little oxer was one of the only jumps on course she took seriously.  Note evil orange flowers of death in front of it.  I like myself better here, although that round jump of hers makes me really want to press my chest to her neck I have  strong heel, my back is flat, head up, and I am giving her the release she deserves for the jump.   Plus-look how cute she is!

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It’s funny how much photos reveal, and while I’m not thrilled with the whole picture, it’s just more proof that we are learning and changing every ride.  Onward and upwards folks!

 

 

A Snowy Photo Shoot

Back on our real anniversary (December), O and I were not yet used to the freezing cold temperatures, and didn’t have a great set up for photo shoots. After our recent move, and the 14 inches of snow we’ve had, I just decided to go for it.

Disclaimer: I am not wearing a helmet. I am over 18 and made the decision to not wear one during the 5-10 minutes I could stand to even be outside in the weather. Plus my hair was down for once. Double bonus.

Second disclaimer: I AM NOT A PROFESSIONAL MODEL NOR PHOTOGRAPHER/EDITOR (no laughing at my unique faces).

I had a blast.

It was 18 degrees (feels like 4 degrees), and crazy windy. But still very fun. My horse was a great sport, and trudged around for a few while I laughed manically like a 2 year old on her back.

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My favorite!

My favorite!