Things Are Looking Up!!

Finally, a break in stride!!

 Seems it’s about time to saddle up the work-force pony, and taker her for a ride. I’ve just gotten a call back from a Spa I applied at a few weeks ago… I’m going in tomorrow to do Massage and see if the place and I mesh well enough. So Excited! With the economy like it is, I’m surprised it was a spa that called me back…but I’ll take it! I love my work as an LMT, and hopefully this place will work out. 

Any who, I’ve given my cousin the bug… the blogging bug, that is. Check out her page here. Like me, she’s a lover of equines.. But in a vastly different arena. While mine is varied in the fields of endurance, mounted police, dressage, hunters/jumpers, speed events, etc, her venue is more of the showing arena; specifically Arabian shows and Saddle Seat stuff. 

Aside:

Major funny of today: Was talking to my cousin (ironically enough the same one that started blogging), and we were discussing the finer points of alcohol. She’s actually not a drinker. I wouldn’t consider myself a ‘drinker’, but I do know how to enjoy a fine glass of something when the occasion calls for it. I mentioning that I couldn’t stand the thought of Vodka…that being my ‘sick’ drink. (any of you who have ever had a 3 day hangover, you know what I mean). Even the mention of the stuff sets my stomach rolling. 

“Yeah,” she said. “I’m like that with hushpuppies.”

…

Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot. 

Seriously. 

“Is that some hokey Texan drink I haven’t heard of?” (I was hoping…)

“No. I mean like real hushpuppies. The deep-fried, brown, eat-with-fish-and-chips kind. Can’t stand the dang things. Just the thought of them turns my stomach!”

I didn’t know if I should laugh hysterically or worry. But it gets better.

Our conversation moved on to slugging energy drinks. Her fav is the much acclaimed 5-hour Energy. 

“It’s horrid - you have to take it like a shot!! Close your eyes, pinch your nose with your fingers, and sling ‘er back,” she cried.

By this time I was rolling on the floor in hysterics.

“Some day before we get old and senile, I vow I will take you to a bar and MAKE you take a shot,” I managed to snorted out, “and if you actually take it like a kid drinking yucky cough syrup I’m going to fall out of my chair laughing - but there will be picture evidence, I promise you that.” 

Yes, I was laughing hysterically by this time. 


So what started out as a day of cleaning house and job-hunting turned into an extremely good day. There are only two things that can make it better right now… One of them being a nice long ride on my mare, and the other… well. I’ll save that for later. 

Ciao.