I love seeing
@BlairBraverman
’s tweets because it’s amazing to see dogs actually *doing* things, whereas I ask my dogs if they wanna go outside and they’re like “nah”
Someone told me they ride horses and I asked “oh cool, do you ride English or western?” and she said “mostly American stallions” so I’m not even sure we were part of the same conversation.
When I was in high school, the girls who barrel raced were cool & weren’t considered “weird horse girls” but it’s probably bc they showed on Friday nights at rodeos that served alcohol to minors whereas when I showed, I missed school to dress up like a pretentious old Englishman
Are my horses technically a year older today? Yeah.
Am I gonna celebrate their birthdays today? Also yeah.
Am I gonna celebrate their birthdays again on their actual birthdays? Yeah again.
I love my gelding the most when I’m sitting in his stall crying and he pushes his hay over to me. I can’t tell if he’s pushing it so his he’s closer to me or if he’s offering it to me bc since he likes it, I must, but then he’ll stop eating and just rest his nose in my hair
Tonight I sat in my horses stall and he put his head in my lap. He sighed into my hair and nuzzled me with his nose. It was quiet. Just me and my horse.
It was kind of an epiphany moment where I realized something: I don’t really care about riding, but damn do I love horses.
do you ever get suspicious feeling in the pit of your stomach because you haven’t fallen off in a while and you know that you’re due for one so you just wait for the stars to align against you?
I remember the first time I jumped. I was 8. My trainer set up the tiniest crossrail; it probably wasn’t even 18”. I still remember how excited I was. Sometimes I wish I could go back to that kind of innocence in my riding when there were no shows, no competitions, just ponies.
I don’t know why teens/YA people get stuck with the texting-while-driving stereotype bc hands down, every time I pass someone who’s been swerving all over the road, it’s a middle aged white lady staring at her phone.
Did I matched with a guy I hate on tinder specifically because I know he has a girlfriend and wanted to see if he’d talk to me anyways? Yes.
Did he ask me to hang out? Also yes.
Did I send screenshots to his girlfriend? Fuck yes.
I have no idea why people say “don’t watch Netflix before bed, it’ll wind you up” & then suggest reading a book instead. Do you know what happens when I start a book? I don’t stop reading until I’ve finished the book.
Telling your coworkers the farrier is coming out:
-boring
-they’re confused
Telling your coworkers your horse is getting a pedicure:
-“that’s adorable”
-“awwwwww”
-*chorus of laughter*
when I was in high school the girls who rode western weren’t considered “weird horse girls” because they’d barrel race on weekends, where they’d serve alcohol to minors whereas when I’d show, I’d miss weeks of school to dress up like an old Englishman
has everyone experienced the “I realized I left a strand or two of hair out of my hairnet so I’ll just yank it out instead of trying to redo it” at a horse show or is that just a me-thing?
watching a horse episode of a non horse show:
“this horse has won over a million dollars in jumping. he’s one of the most valuable horses in the country”
the horse:
“Why does it take you so long at the barn?”
My schedule:
Hour
#1
: ride first horse
Hour
#2
: ride second horse
Hour
#3
: groundwork with third horse
Hours
#4
-6: pet horses, feed treats, tell them how pretty they are
Which is really convenient and all, until you need to clip their leg or something so you’re standing there like “yes, you’re very good, please put your foot down” and they’re like “lift foot!!!!!”
you know when youre reading a book and you have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just sit there and try to soak up the words? That’s it. That’s my favourite part of reading
My mom doesn’t want to ride anymore because our ex trainer makes fun of her for weight. So I know this isn’t gonna get a lot of attention but I want to start a thread of every size and style to prove you don’t have to be skinny to enjoy this sport
Random dude: “Hey I saw you on tinder but we didn’t match, so I found your Instagram and guessed your Snapchat based on your insta name! What are your intentions on tinder?”
Uh... to not match with creepy fucking stalkers like you, dude.
recent studies have shown that 100% of abortions are performed on women who don’t want to be pregnant (for whatever reason, medical or otherwise) and 0% of abortions are performed on republican men
me at 13: “they call me the crash test dummy and put me on horses to see how green they are!!! I’ve fallen off 4 different horses today and I’m ready to go again!!!”
me now: “I think I pulled a muscle getting on so I’m just gonna walk a few laps and call it a day”
how dare my horses act like being brought in to get groomed, eat treats, and take pictures for 45 minutes out of their day is the biggest inconvenience they’ve ever experienced
Apparently “I’d have to give up prostituting for a few months, & I can’t afford that financially” is not an appropriate response to “so when are you having kids?”
But you know what else is inappropriate? Random family members asking when you’re gonna pop out crotch fruit
the only thing im going to say about this whole coronavirus thing is that it’s extremely ignorant to not be worried. no, im not worried about myself. im worried about the elderly, the young, the immunocompromised. maybe take a second & think about others before you’re all “idgaf”
Torn between “working full time is really bad for my mental health and I can feel myself deteriorating every single day into a giant downward spiral,” and “if I spend even one hour being unproductive, I’m a flaming pile of garbage who is unworthy of society.”