Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!

I've said it before, and I'll say it again: My little Texas brain equated snow with Christmas. Personally, I blame Hollywood and the myriad Christmas movies we all watched when growing up.
Therefor for a Kid growing up in a desert, Snow = Christmas.
Makes total sense to me...

"Tis the Season!"
Until I moved up here. Now I've been humming Christmas carols under my breath for the last month so that the general population can't judge me for it.

But seriously...


"I will f*&$%^# KILL you! Get this shit off my head!"

It doesn't help that I am waaaaay ahead of my usual curve and already purchased most of my Christmas gifties. Some of them need certain customization, so I was on the ball with ordering this year. Also, I had some BRILLIANT ideas. The kind that you just cant sideline...

Also, have I mentioned that I love Christmas?

Moving on.

 What am I not super enamored with?
WTF is Scott doing back there?
Related question: What do horses do whether or not you get to ride that day?

Oh yeah. Stall cleaning! Here's how I can sum up my morning: Wheelbarrows do not work when there's over 2" of snow on the ground.
And sleds full of poo are heavy. I worked up quite the sweat as three mares just stood there and watched.
 So long story short: I haven't ridden in about a week. And I hate it. Where's my indoor????

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