Todays thought...A miss my horses kind of day.

I was watching a DVD set my mom and dad got me for my birthday and it made me really miss my guys. And it's stupid things I miss. The dirty spot on my butt when I rode bareback, the smell of horse on my clothes, the dust on my face when I brushed them out, and just the oneness of riding. I know I'll eventually be at a place where I can have another horse some day, but today's one of those "I miss them now" days. And dare I admit, I even miss going out at the butt crack of dawn to feed in the freezing morning cold.

I miss their whiskers and my Walker used to be a very affectionate nuzzler. LoL! My Appaloosa, not so much. She used to like to do what I called the "Detroit Lean" when I would pick her hooves. Well, the front ones anyway. And I mean really? Have you ever had an eleven hundred pound animal lean on you? LoL! She was a funny girl. Taught me everything I knew about horses and was a great training tool. She used to snowball fight with me, and I remember one time being bareback and falling when she got spooked by a car and her stopping to make sure I was alright. Of course, I had to walk her back to the fence so I could get back on but...LoL! Then there was one time that she was saddled up and we were dead run toward the barn through the field and she stopped on a dime. Well I wasn't ready so I went end over tea kettle, over her head and flat on my back. There I am, in a mud puddle and she's standing over me snickering as if to say ha ha. Needless to say, the next time she tried to pull that, I was ready for her.

Then there was my Walker. He was the eternal protector. I could walk out into the field and there wasn't a snake or spider one that was gonna get close to me if he was around. He was a chestnut gelding and was just as sweet as they come. He loved to follow me around like a dog and sometimes, I would lay down in the middle of the field and he would stand out there beside me and guard me from whatever was out there. LoL! He was a good guard horse! Anyway, this was just a reminiscent thought process today and I thought I'd share. Until later folks!

Today's thought...birthdays.

Okay so yesterday was my b'day. And for my b'day I raced. Now most of you don't get racing to me. So I figured I would explain it in detail. Yesterday I autocrossed with my cousin. That was my b'day present and that was the best b'day present I could have had.

See y'all don't understand. Autocrossing with my cousin, is my release. It's my opportunity to get out of the house, away from the baby (whom I dearly love), away from the husband (who I also dearly love), and just break away and be me and the car. Me and the cuz. Me and the track. That is something that is precious to me. It takes something that I love, with someone I love (Family), and combines them in an opportunity for something I can't do very often. It's my release.

So my dad is talking to me yesterday. And he's like "Are you doing anything else for your birthday except racing?" And I say "Nope." but inside I'm like, "Are you kidding? Racing is the bomb diggety! I'm stoked shitless to be able to race today! This is freaking AWESOME!" but I understood where he was coming from.

B'days are funny and daddy's are even funnier. LoL! I love them both and wouldn't trade either for anything in the world. Family is everything to me. My cousin is more like a brother to me and I talk to him almost every day. He's as close to me as my mom or dad and just as loved. Autocrossing, right there with the rest of it. What can I say...I'm full of love! ;^)

At any rate, I love a lot, and I'm loved a lot and I'm going to bed! Holla later peoples! PEACE!