Barn Babe

Jimmy, Morgan and John

horsiegal — Sun, 25 May 2008 02:41:55 +0000

Jimmy’s joints creaked as he hefted himself from his chair; he’d sat in that chair for years. But today, oh today was different, today he was going to live. He pulled the suit he got married in out of the back of his closet and dusted it off. It fit perfectly; he looked in a mirror, what a sight for sore eyes he was! He put on the shiny patent leather shoes as well, they were a little tight, but he’d buy some new ones if it struck him. Today was a day for frivolity and nonsense and what better to express that than a wild sojourn around town.

Morgan’s cat rubbed its soft face against her leg. Her mother was slumped over the table and as usual passed out. Whether it was from tiredness or alcohol Morgan was not sure. Her mother had at least managed to put a sweater over her disgusting clothing. But her legs, clad in fishnets and thigh height leather boots made Morgan wince, but today wasn’t a day to dwell. Today was senior skip day and she knew exactly where she was going.

John buttoned up his blazer and picked up his briefcase to complete the monotone look. He slowly descended the stairs, his wife was sitting in the kitchen reading the front page and sipping coffee. She stiffly nodded at him, she must have still been mad. He sighed and walked out the door; he closed it softly but then he changed his mind and slammed it.

It’s Tragedy

horsiegal — Thu, 22 May 2008 20:19:17 +0000

Well, I was in neuro right and Jess (my neuro teacher, who rocks out loud) gets a call and then starts crying, I don’t know why and so all of the sudden she’s leaving. Going to Ohio, I heard her friend is really sick. So, I’m really concerned.

My ponies

horsiegal — Sun, 18 May 2008 17:42:28 +0000

Studly

Breed: Westephalian

Age: 28

Color: dark brown, brindle

Height: 15.3

Cool fact: Studly’s show name is Boston Pops, he was a Prix st George dressage horse, and he’s sired over a hundred babies

Paddy

Breed: Appy

Age: 7

Color: snow flake/ leopard red varnish roan on off white or really, really light beige

Height: 14.3

Cool facts: he kicks like a mule

Lowell

Breed: Paint

Age: 11

Color: bay and white

Height: 15.2

Cool Facts: he eats, looks, acts, and rides like a cow

Bubbsy

Breed: Morgan

Age: 21

Color: chestnut

Height: 15/15.1

Cool Facts: His show name is Carlisle’s Export; he used to be a saddle seat horse

Barn Party

horsiegal — Sun, 18 May 2008 14:14:32 +0000

Well, I went to riding yesterday [Saturday] and I rode Studly. Erin, my usual teacher didn’t teach me, Stephanie taught me because she’s trying to get certified with NARHA, she’s a great teacher. You may not know but since falling off William I’ve been terribly afraid of cantering, and I cantered yesterday! Four Times! And, because my helmet has a cracked brim, my lovely, lovely father bought me a new one! So, there was a surprise barn party, I rode William for the first time after my catastrophic fall [we were cantering, he fell and landed on top of me] and we did drill teams, our team lost [the other team made their routine to hard and didn’t explain it well enough] but that’s okay, I had fun. But here is the bad news, I was walking our pattern and sprained my ankle, I fractured it two years ago and recently I’ve been spraining it a lot and now my mom is freaking out. So that’s it I guess, I’m just chillin’ as of now.

Saturday

horsiegal — Sat, 17 May 2008 13:02:06 +0000

Well, today is Saturday and that means I have riding today. I’m not sure who I’m gonna ride, probably Paddy Studly or Lowell. Hopefully Paddy ’cause I haven’t ridden him in a while. So, yeah. I’m sort of upset right now, see, my one of my favorite teachers is leaving to study art in India, my other favorite teacher may leave to become a doctor, another teacher is going to Dartmouth on a scholarship and another teacher is up in the air. I was listening to Hey Jude by The Beatles I just started crying, I cried for three hours, just cried and cried and cried. I really don’t know what I’m gonna do, I’m not sure if I even want to go back but we’ll see.

The man who cant visualize a horse galloping on a tomato is an idiot -Andre Breton

YES!

horsiegal — Fri, 16 May 2008 21:25:07 +0000

For those of you who don’t know, I go to school and at my school there is career week. So for career week you have to go and, like, shadow someone. Sooo, I wanted to work at *Love Lane, but you can’t work there until your sixteen, my advisor pleaded my case and they agreed to give me an interview. So I went, I talked and I totally conquered!!!! And they even offered me a summer position. SO, yeah, it really rocks. Aaand the film I’m in is almost done shooting. It’s not, like, a film like gonna be in a movie theater film. It’s a project we’re doing at school. We wrote it ourselves, it’s a 1940′s noir, a.k.a murder, mystery, romance all in one, and in black and white and really cheesy. I play a rich eccentric old lady named wait for it, wait for it R.E.G.A.L.I.A L.I.V.I.N.G.S.T.O.N, oh yes, that’s right Regalia Livingston. Oh and along the lines of horses, my darling father said that, if I make the commitment he’ll let me do an entire show series, ten shows, one hundred dollars each, a lot of money. And if I do five or more shows I’ll be eligible for the high point award.

*Love Lane is a therapeutic riding stable in MA

Hello

horsiegal — Thu, 15 May 2008 20:43:44 +0000

Greetings, I’d like to take this opportunity to introduce myself. I’m human, I’m of the female variety, and I love horses with every fiber of my 5’2 being. Though I don’t own a horse, I ride every Saturday and occasionally Sunday. I have four horses that I ride consistently: Lowell, a somewhat cow-like paint. Studly/Pops, a twenty eight year old spring chicken, he’s a Westephalian and back in the day he was a prix st george dressage horse. Bubbsy a.k.a Carlisle Export, a twenty one year old chestnut Morgan, he’s recovered three times from founder. And last, but certaintly not least Paddy, a 14.3 appy pony with questionable intentions and a nasty kicking problem. I own none of them, they all live at Briggs, where I ride. It’s a nice stable, its home.

Well, I guess that’s all I want to say for now. But should I choose to divulge more, well, you’ll know.