What a weekend!

Wow, so I've been really wanting to post, but due to some technical internet problems, I haven't been able to! I have months worth of updating to do, so I guess that slowly but surely I'll begin working on that. I went to ride my cousin's horses a few weeks ago, and that was quite interesting. They're cute, I must say...but VERY green. She does the "natural" horse training, bitless, and when I rode Campeon I just had no control what-so-ever. He could do whatever he wanted with me. Haha, but I still had a good time. That weekend in itself was crazy. My roomate threw a party here at the house, and that was just an insane night, but I had an absolute blast.

The next week, I only had just a couple days of school and then, thank god, it was Spring Break!!! On Friday I went and stayed with my grandmother and did the family thing.

Saturday, I went to Cindy's house and we goofed around, went and looked at some pasos (there's one buckskin I'm still in limbo about buying...) and then that night she attempted to teach me to ride dirt bikes. Now, a quick story behind that...I grew up on four wheelers, six wheelers, horses, bikes, etc...but until I was 16 had never ridden a dirt bike. My first two experiences were horrible. The first time, I ran into the side of a house. Now, yes, I can hear you saying, "Well, all you had to do was steer!" Actually, I did. The bike had an idle problem so you had to keep on the gas to keep it from turning off. When I went to put it in gear, it was still really cold, I popped the clutch and the bike went straight up. I just kind of stood up, and then watched the bike go into the side of the house. LOL! Whoops. The second time, I was on some loose sand and just kept having the bike fall on top of me...so I decided that dirt biking was not for me. However, for whatever reason on that night, I managed to pull it off! (Thanks to Cindy!) The next day we went and rode horses with Joan Cobb, which was a lot of fun. I rode Maximus (in the pictures I've posted before), Madison was on Majestoso, and Cindy rode Bella. Joan was on her new Spotted Saddle Horse, and her daughter was riding a palamino grade horse. Joan's horse and her daughter's were both giving them some problems, and Joan's daughter ended up actually falling (only due to her stirrup breaking.) Cindy took off chasing the horse, and Madison and I just watched (we were on two horses that couldn't participate in "the chase"). Joan's horse is awesome though, Cindy agreed. He's so trained, and so light...Joan just has to get a feel for him (this is her first gaited horse). He's a little hot, but in a completely controllable way. I ended up staying one more night, and then left early Monday morning.

I stayed the rest of the week at my grandmother's house, until Friday that is, and absolutely loved it. It was so relaxing just to be out in the country, not bothered by anyone...and of course I always love staying there. She really spoils me!!! (But hey, everyone needs to be spoiled every now and then right? Haha).

Came back to Greenville on Friday, and spent the rest of the weekend playing with my horse, and getting sick. (Joy joy!) So I had to go to the doctor this week, and they've decided that I have to go to an Ear, Nose, and Throat Specialist and am going to have to have tubes inserted into my ears. This REALLY sucks. One, I'm scared ot death of surgery and everything that goes along with it. Two, I really hate the fact that I'm pretty much going to have to avoid getting into the water if at all possible for the next 6-12 months. Yeah, with summer right around the corner, it REALLY sucks!

Of course, it's been an extremely stressful week anyways. I won't go into all the details, but my roomies have been fighting, everyone's sick, I've had a multitude of tests this week, found out I was going to have to have tubes put in my ears, been on antibiotics that make me sick, and have finally reached my boiling point with Gerry and the way he treats his horses and absolutely blew up at him yesterday afternoon. I guess I'm just tired of being able to count every bone in his horses body. His excuse to me was "They'll go 100 miles further than your horse because he's overweight." For those of you that have seen Franklin, you know that he's not overweight. It actually wouldn't hurt him to gain a few pounds, though not very many. But he was trying to tell me that being able to count the ribs in his horses bodies just meant they were in shape. Which, for all of you horse people out there, you know that's ridiculous. *Sigh* I guess that's one of those things that falls under the category of you can't tell people things that they're not ready to hear.

Well, now that I've absolutely blabbed on, I'm going to post some pictures and then we'll be good to go for a while. Sorry to rant just a bit at the end, but I had to.