Horses

I think I've probably mentioned this, but my family is planning on moving to an acreage. We have a deal written down, and our farm is BEAUTIFUL, and the house is okay. As soon as we salvage the sell on our own house, we are OFF, baby! I can hardly wait.

And obviously, the best part about living on a farm is the animals. See: HORSES.

We found two horses that we went to look at today. Their names are Mr. Bojangles and Yoshi. Bo is a HUGE Chestnut (sixteen and a half hands: his shoulders reach my HEAD, and I'm 5"6!), seventeen years old, shaggy and really gentle. An old man rode him until he was eighty-five. Yoshi is a relatively smaller Appaloosa, only seven, but he's been around kids his whole life.

Here is that Picnik photo I semi-promised.


That's me atop Big Bo, and my mom is hugging him. Isn't this a cute picture?? I just love the quote I found: "If you want a stable friend, get a horse."

We were all into it, except one of my brothers, who is afraid of horses. He didn't even touch them. Oddly, it's my older younger brother (does that make sense?? Landon's twelve, Carson's seven, they're both younger than me but Landon is older) that is scared. He'll warm up to them.

We don't have any tack (saddles, bridles, etc), and the woman we who owns the horses (an AWESOME person named Kim) had lent hers for the time being, so we hopped on bareback. Which makes it sound a lot more professional then it actually was.


Even my DAD was riding! Bo is so tame that when my dad leaped onto him and scrambled into a sitting position (a funny sight), he just stood there! It was great.



This is Carson atop Yoshi. I was so glad when Carson joined in on our horse-mania! He was never super into our whole horses scheme, not like us girls were, but once we were there he wanted to ride. And man, he hopped on Yoshi, and I led him around the corrall a few times, then Kloey led him around for a long time, and he wouldn't get off!




Kloey on Big Bo. Now, Kloey's not exactly obese, but she's not a small kid. She's quite tall for ten years old, and look how small she looks on Bo!

For Christmas, Kloey got this blue halter and striped lead rope. She's only used it on our dogs so far, so she was thrilled to use them on a real horse today! Yoshi will be like her horse, because he's smaller. Bo will be like my horse (although we will all ride them, definitely. It's just that Kloey and I are the current horse maniacs.), so after today we got him a deep green halter and lead that looks pretty with his reddish hair!

That was what we did this morning: checking out our horses. Since we're pretty much amateurs in the whole thing, we are asking one of our equestrian friends to come out with us next week just to double-check the horses, make sure they are family friendly. Then they will be ours!

If our house would sell, I would be ON TOP OF THE WORLD with ECSTASY.

Personally, I think I could probably work the farm life. I'd have to stop dressing up so much on a day-to-day basis, I think. (Leggings are my favorites.) I have outfit habits: on school days, either I wake up late and throw on yoga pants and a t-shirt or hoodie, or else I wake up on time and wear, like, a purple tunic-y shirt over patterned leggings.

But I can SO get used to jeans.

Blossoming Love

I understand now. True love. I have found it, and I have the symptoms. Racing heart, dreamy feeling/expression, and the unconquerable urge to be near them at all times.

"Don't Stop Believin'" by Journey=my true love <3.

My garage band teacher, Mr. M, is educating the whole band in vintage music. Classic rock. On the keyboard, I can now chord for Sweet Home Alabama, Hotel California, Brianna, and this other French song we're playing for the two French-exchange students from Quebec in our class. Alex sings and is also the volleyball captain, and Guilliame (francais for William, I think) rocks out on guitar. Especially the guitar solo in Hotel California.

I love high school so much. It's glorious. I play flute in band, keyboard in g-band, and I had the lead in Junior Drama, which we performed x3 last Tuesday. Schoolwork is going pretty good. I'm a generally good student, but I was struggling with organization. My binders aren't a hellhole of papers, exactly, but if I have an SRC meeting or volleyball game after school I tend to forget my homework. For me, school is more challenging with organization than work.

Oh. We're moving. We're selling our house in town to move to an acreage. I have mixed feelings about it. I'm not opposed, but I'm not peeing myself in glee, either. My room has bigger windows, which is nice. My room now has a tiny, prison hole window in the corner. It's depressing. Also, I bought new bedroom furniture from Ikea during Thanksgiving weekend in Calgary. It's dark, black-brown Hemnes and is rather enchante. However, since we're moving someday, I can't construct it in my room if we're just going to pack it back up. So I'll be glad to get that back up. Also, I will like being able to have a horse. I love horses and riding them. The girls in my family, my lil' sister Kloey especially, is salivating for a horse to ride. Landon wants a quad. Carson wants Lego. I want a goat. They're so charming. However, they're munchy. So the odds are questionable.

There are things I'll miss about town. There are things I'll adore about the acreage. It will be exciting to move. Also, this will be a good lesson for me. In working.

My New and Awesome Playlist:

OLD SCHOOL

• Don't Stop Believin'
• Hotel California
• Time Warp
• Jessie's Girl
• Hit Me With Your Best Shot
• Africa
• Juke Box Hero
• Sweet Child O' Mine
• Billie Jean

I learned that Africa is a remake of an old song.

I love music. I can't imagine a world without it. I can't imagine someone who doesn't like music. Heck, I can't imagine someone who can't make music. I have been able to read notes since I could read, practically. I feel sorry for people who can't. I have such a mishmash of songs on my iPod. It's glorious. Phantom, Foreigner, Sound of Music, Grease...plus modern songs, like Papparazzi, Lovestruck, Avril Lavigne and Taylor Swift. I love most kinds of music.

I'm going to Chorus Line tomorrow. I don't know much about it. Should be fantastic. Haven't seen a musical since Phantom of the Opera. I doubt it'll be quite that marvelous, but you never know.

Okay. I do know. It won't be as good as Phantom. It could be close.

Good-b--

IN MEMORY OF SWIFFER WETJET

My plocaustomus died today. For a bottom-feeding algae sucker, he was a kind-hearted fish and was as attractive as they come.

Fish #8 hit the toilet today. Ouch.

However, Christine, Coraline, and Sephora are still kickin' it. YAY.