Where life kind of figures itself out..

Most of the time, my life can be pretty unlucky.
I promise I'm not looking for a pity party...but if someone feels like throwing me one I won't protest. I tend to be that person who stuff just never works out for. About a month ago someone put an offer on Isis, it fell through and I was stuck with the horrible fate that I was going to be spending 550 a month on her to stay in Kansas City with absolutely no work.

Insert Emma here.

So Emma bought this GAWGEOUS mare Izzy a year ago (yes I facebook stalk horse people, don't judge me!). They were going well but then Izzy when mystery lame. Emma had the vet out like a good horse mom and found out Izzy's jumping will be pretty limited for the rest of her life (2'6 to 2'9max). Poor Emma was figuring out her Izzy situation and I was figuring out Isis. Well long story short Emma ended up coming out to try Isis and let me tell you, it was magic.

fancy marebutt. 

Isis is super hard to ride, honestly. She isn't always the most forgiving, until she thinks your worthy of forgiving. Everything is on her terms, you have to CONVINCE her that everything is her idea. When she trusts you and likes you though, she's amazing.

Emma looking super happy!

Let's just talk about how cute my horse is. THE CUTEST. 

This is my horses neck after NOT being ridden, what is life.

Relaxed Isis!

Isis says 'Please, I can jump this in my sleep'

Big jumps!

Well besides some cranky, fat, mare issues, Emma did amazing with Isis. They even jumped a little over 3 foot after Isis hadn't been ridden or jumped really in MONTHS. I was so happy. Isis was so happy. Everything was going well.

Two days later my savior Emma asked me about free leasing Isis. She moved like a sneaky bandit and got a stall for her WITHIN THREE DAYS. OMG. WHO CAN DO THAT. EMMA THATS WHO.

So Isis moved to Emma's barn (who I know a lot of the people at and the trainer) and had her first real lesson with her yesterday. Isis was super tired by the end and Emma and her were still figuring each other out. Isis can jump 3'9 from a trot, so it's super hard to ride her to big jumps because she just needs to be a giant condensed bouncy ball. She doesn't need to be fast, she doesn't need to be pushed to a bold distance, she can canter in place ha.

The big scary fence. 

Don't they look great!?

They had a tough last fence, it was big, Isis was exhausted, but they got over it finally with like 2 feet to spare. Life is good, Isis looks super happy and Emma is even planning on showing her this sunday! I'll let the rest of the pictures speak for themselves and I WILL be posting after the show as soon as I get pictures/videos from Emma. Until then, think about me when you're walking around, standing in the shower and riding your ponies, all things I can't do yet! Be thankful bloggers.

Tease Post

What I failed to mention in my last post was that I am packing up my entire life and moving to Kansas City. Life sucks but can be awesome at the same time, let me explain..

I was dating the same guy for about 3 years, found out recently he had cheated on me after we made plans to move to Colorado for his new job.

NOPE. 

So I got a new job in Kansas City and am moving there Saturday the 28th. My job requires a background check and polygraph (ohhh secrets) so I'm not sure of my start date yet but Isis and I are moving. If anyone knows someone in the KC area who wants to free lease a wondermare then get them in contact with me! 

One of my friends came out to ride Isis yesterday, I will post about it in a day or two when pictures are available, so here's my surgery foot:

I went crazy with the cast c

I'm back!

Hi friends.

I know, I've been MIA for quite some time. I'm a really terrible communicator just in general so I'm not surprised that I'm bad at blogging. If it makes you feel any better, know that I will be blogging more the next couple of months at least due to my awesome, amazing surgery. Let me explain and catch you all back up...


So Isis and I were doing pretty well. She has been progressing amazingly well since I switched her into a hackamore. She is willing, fluid, happy and round. So happy, so excited. She went to her first real horse show and was the bomb. She was super terrified in the warm up arena (crow hopping, baby rearing), but once we entered the arena for our classes she was THE BOMB. She was super attentive and calm. She listened to me amazingly (despite all the outside noise) and she took second in all of her classes. I like to say we got second because I was trying to keep her slow and calm for her first show. (plus we competed against the lovely Monica (tbeventer) in one of our 2'6 classes- and we all know how boss Yanks is) Anyway, she was great. Now here is the fun part...

so fresh, so clean, clean. 

Around July 2013 I started having ankle pain while riding, like OMG MY DOES MY ANKLE FEEL LIKE IT'S GOING TO SHATTER, pain. So I sucked it up for two months and basically suffered and started sucking at riding. I switched out to new flexy stirrups and still had pain. So i decided to go to the doctor. Basically, she diagnosed me with tendinitis. I went to physical therapy for 4 months, wore an ankle brace, didn't ride, didn't work out and it literally just kept getting worse. By then I had posterior tibial tendinitis, achilles tendinitis and ankle bursitis. FUCK ME RIGHT.

Last ride on mare mare before my surgery. 

from her show, so presh, don't mind me, looking all sloppy.

Come end of March, my arch was collapsing and my tendon was 3x the size it was supposed to me. Insert surgery April 2014.

Miss Monica riding marebutt for me.

So here I am now, 2 months after surgery, just now starting to put weight on it again. The doctor said about 8 months until I can expect to be riding again. Poor wondermare.

So I'm going to try to blog my way through this, talk about how I feel, show you how Isis is and hopefully get to live vicariously through all of you as I cry into a carton of Ben and Jerry's....