They can buy palaces, they can buy the best horses, they can buy the best...– George Morris (via time-to-rush)
My neighbor is close friends with the lead singer of Guster and someone at Reverb. Um, hi.
So tired of workplace drama.
Why do I bother:
Buying my own food if everyone else is going to eat it before I even get to it Supporting people who aren’t willing to support me even in the slightest
My new iPhone is way more interesting than work.
Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be...– Steve Jobs (via storenvy)
How did I sleep so well in the trailer on an uncomfortable bunk last week and now I can barely get a good nights sleep in my own bed?
The end of a good, long week
Well, it’s over. It’s unbelievable how fast this past week went. Didn’t I just go give him a bath at the farm and prep all my equipment? The rest of the week went amazing. Day 3, on Thursday, we competed in a 2’6” class (came in 8th) and then moved rings and competed in a 3’ class. I was incredibly nervous entering the ring, but Marty was amazing and we did...
37 degrees out…brrr it’s cold up here.
So I’m the only one getting my show pony out in the last 2 weeks. And I’m only here twice a week. It’s gonna be a wild ride.
I will never ever understand the whole fan girl...
Stop screaming in my ear. Stop using the flash on your stupid camera (slrs have modes where you don’t need your flash, and pictures come out fine!). Celebrities are just people, like you and me. They have a job that puts them in the spotlight, but they’re human. Maybe stop being freaks around them?
Slept through my alarm this morning. I feel like hell right now. But I have to sit at this desk and cater to helpless students because I am literally the only person in the office today. Even my boss is out of the office to attend some court thing. Seriously? I think I’m calling out next week. I don’t care that I’m on vacation the week after. I’m exhausted and sick and...
My boy is all clipped and pretty!
Must almost be show time :D
By myself…again. My co-worker who was supposed to be in today called out again. Thanks for deciding to get a medical procedure done right before everyone leaves for a conference. It wasn’t an emergency either, so thanks for putting this office, and me, through hell.
Martel almost gave me a mini heart attack today
I didn’t lesson on him, but my trainer had me just hack him this afternoon. I brought the muddy beast in from the field, cleaned him up, tacked up and went out to ride. Shortly after getting on I realized he was off. He’s never been off since I started riding him. Sure, we’ve lost a shoe here or there, but he’s never ever been unsound. And now, two weeks before we go to one...
One of the busiest weeks at work and I’ll be alone. 2 co-workers are going to San Francisco and another is out for 2 weeks due to poor planning of a medical procedure. If I don’t quit by the end of the month it’ll be a miracle.
Dad: You have an expensive boyfriend Me: Who, Martel? Dad: Yeah It’s true. I’ve spent more on that pony than I would have on a boyfriend.
This weekend was amazing
On Saturday I competed at the IHSA Zone 3 Finals. The top 2 of each class at Zones moves on to Nationals in Harrisburg in May. I went into this show for fun. It was awesome to win my class last weekend, but I definitely didn’t expect anything out of Zones. To my surprise, I came in 2nd place. Now I get to compete with 15 other alumni riders from across the country for the National title. I...
My bomb-proof pony was not bomb-proof tonight. I didn’t even know how to handle his spooks, that’s how thrown off I was. He seriously never looks at anything, never cares what’s going on when we’re at home or off the property. And tonight he spooked not once but twice. Dude. You better not do this in a month when we’re at the biggest horse show of my life.
You, with your words like knives And swords and weapons that you use against me You have knocked me off my feet again Got me feeling like I’m nothing You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard Calling me out when I’m wounded You, picking on the weaker man You can take me down with just one single blow But you don’t know, what you don’t know Someday I’ll be living...
Someone find me a job in music
Please. I can’t take the bs in this place anymore.
I won my alumni over fences class today. I qualified for zones next weekend. I am beyond stoked for this.
For all the girls with the muckers, half chaps and...
One month from tomorrow I will be 27. I promised myself I’d be out of the house by this time. One month from tomorrow I will be prepping for one of the biggest horse shows I have ever competed in. This is why I will not be out of the house by 27. I can’t wait for the next month to happen.
I think I damaged the nerves in my left elbow today. This hurts like hell. I can only hope that it subsides and doesn’t get in the way of riding.
It's killing me to not be working in music
The past few weeks have definitely confirmed this.
Someone said to me today that riding my show pony all the time must be boring. Um, no. I love him to death and I feel so awesome riding him. I’m hoping this doesn’t mean I’m not taking someone else to Garden State…
JCP&L is officially on my shit list
No power at the barn for no reason. They just messed with my riding and I am angry.
My commute this morning was ridiculous. My alarm confused the shit out of me because it was still dark at 6:40. My job is frustrating and boring at the same time. I need my life to a.) be like this past weekend every day or b.) I need to find a commuteless, fascinating job.
I think I found a way to make extra money
And maybe eventually be able to leave my job.
I'm taking an entire week off at the end of April...
That’s right. An entire week of horses. An entire week of doing something I love with my job at the back of my mind, not to be thought about until the next Monday. But ugh, my list of things to organize / buy / borrow is growing epically. I’m actually taking to making a Word document to figure out what all I need. I can’t wait for this. 55 days. Garden State Horse Show, here I...