Not a good day but not a bad day...

Well we were hopping all day. Numerous telephone calls with my mother, rushing to the gym, rushing to pick up cheyenne from school, rushing to the field for practice for Sunday...I am frazzled. I did not ride Samson today, we got a late start. So I groomed him and did the kissy face thing with him and did his most favorite thing...gave him food. LOL. He is such a sweetie...massive but gentle. Now if I can somehow convince him that he can go faster than a trot...all will be good. He is 16 years old but has no clue about neck reining...he only plow reins. he was a carriage and pulling horse...so asking him to charge down a jousting line is just not something he understands...he fast trots and can lope down the line but he must get that mass up to speed. Knightmare on the other hand is just the perfect lady for the job...she will charge that line at full speed and is very menacing looking in the process. She is a prissy picky girl...a beautiful Friesian who is all about William. He is the "Knight" that rides her and owns her...she totally loves him too pieces. She likes Cheyenne coming inside the fence to give her attention and brush her...I do believe that feeling is mutual on Cheyenne's part...she just loves Nightmare. Although she was brave today and wanted to sit on Samson. LOL.

William's wife, Edie, is making a beautiful yellow blanket for Knightmare and we walked out into the enclosure and were in the process of trying the blanket on Nightmare for size when Edie's horse, Fancy Doll, decided she had just had enough of Nightmare and Samson getting all the attention this week....so she walked under Knightmare's neck and just stood there, tried to pull the blanket off nightmare, then tried to chew on Knightmare's mane and basically demanded attention. Cheyenne led her away a few feet and brushed her. LOL.

Tomorrow is run a couple of the boys to Grants Pass to pick up their costumes for Sunday, get some large enough envelopes to mail the packages to the BuffMothers, get ready for a long trip, rush to the gym, rush back and give Samson a workout and then I think collapsing is in order. I think next Monday I am taking the day off and doing absolutely nothing more energetic than walking from the bedroom to the living room...unless I want to. LOL.

More later....