First day at the barn=first real day of spring break

I don't know how I can be so tired after only two days of break--oh wait, yes I do. I crepe-d it up with a friend at Crepes-a-Go-Go, went to a horse birthday party, and finally made it to my parents' so I could do some copyediting work for Stylus and other computery stuff. Keep in mind that all of these stops are 30-60 minutes apart from each other...whine! Driving and sitting in front of a computer for too long are both things I really dislike but am also really bad at managing. I just feel like a blob when I sit all day.

On the bright side...here are some cute pictures of the birthday boy (turned 11) and girl (turned 8) to boost my pageviews, which have been pathetically low of late:

Princess Patty in her light-up tiara

That's me riding her on her adoption page :) It's nice to see that my super-annoying, back-of-the-knee-pinching Ariat boots actually make my legs look fancy and dressagey with their Spanish tops. Not so nice to see that I'm hunching my shoulders in all the pictures.

Chancey Pants's birthday hat was definitely going to eat him so he settled for some Mardi Gras bling. Sacre bleu!

If you're wondering why Chance's fur looks weird--he just had a bath.

Hum...one more thing to do before I go to bed. Then it's waking up early(ish) to help feed and potentially move horses over to the brand-spankin'-new Gentle Giants facility. Exciting!


Moral: The older you get, the more you appreciate the single-digit times of day.

...just realized that after midnight that actually says the opposite of what I meant. Blech. Tired!