I haven't got time to be tired...

Ok so yeah, I'm pretty thoroughly toasted. Went XC yesterday, horse reared and caught my jaw, got the bar-fight look going now. N those who know me will know I of course had no makeup available to cover this *g* Sheesh. That being said, bruise is very minor, should be faded by end of today. I hope. I also managed to fall off my horse yesterday (separate incident). (yes longer story will be on GRS Blog) That was simply under the "stupid should hurt" category n while I'm totally fine, I'm certainly showing my age in that everything is rather sore today. Apparently I don't bounce as well as I once did. N after my XC school I felt the need to follow the next group around w/ C in-hand. Both cause I really enjoy lurking lessons and cause I wanted to take C over most of the stuff again sans-rider just to reaffirm that nothing is scary. But this means that I was hiking up and down the rather steep hills and running and jumping the various fences, ditches, etc w/ the pony. All great at the time. But by the time I got back, unloaded C, cleaned the trailer, put everything away, went and rode Rye (who's a sweetheart but HUGE which means more of a physical ride than I'm used to), n of course me being me felt the need to take advantage of the opportunity to ride a broke horse and did so w/ no stirrups. By half way through the first lesson I had to teach I gave up and sat down in the middle of the ring *g*. By the time I finished the last one it was all I could do to work the clutch to drive home! Came home crawled into the bath... N was tired enough that I didn't get back out till the water turned cool. hahaha Today my arms shake when I lift my water bottle, my neck only turns half way, my shoulders hurt in ways I didn't know they could move and my abs are so sore that sitting upright is a challenge. Ironically my legs, which *should* be toasted after that workout are just fine. Yeah spin class. hahaha

On the plus side -- the parrot drank a little bit yesterday so I'm starting to have hope he may survive the week :)

So was teaching last night and had one of those moments that transcends the riding world... We were discussing about how important it is to pick your battles and her immediate response was "we DO pick our battles -- we just don't always pick the smart ones!" hahaha and while it struck me as highly amusing (and accurate) at the time just think about how often that happens in the grander scheme of things. How many times have you fought w/ your significant other over whose turn it is to make the bed, feed the dog, mow the lawn, or some other petty thing while the things that matter get lost... Anyways -- just thought it was worth a second's thought :)

And for those who weren't aware -- chimpmunks have absolutely no sense of self-preservation. Just in case it ever comes up, keep that fact in mind *g*

Now I often find working @ a design firm (having a completely uncreative mind myself) to be highly entertaining. The guys will randomly turn anything into art. For instance, some of the speakers have a hole in the middle of them -- well one day I came in and the speaker was "smoking" a highligher and had been given quite dramatic eyes and a nose drawn on sticky notes. hahaha so these kind of random things just occur here. N my boot-socks are a source of constant amusement. All that being said, today's creativity definitely made me laugh. Went into the washroom and saw how we're now storing TP . . .



hahaha so much for rows under the sink like every other washroom in the world! But it's just so typical of life in this office that I had to share :) I have no idea who was actually responsible for the sculpture but was def amused by it :) And I'm sure several times over the next few weeks it will be resculpted into new and interesting forms...

So was writing an email to a client after a particularly brutal project (brutal for both of us due to a third party who shall rename nameless) just finalizing some details and in it wrote something about a request from "our suppliers" blah blah blah. Perfectly normal. What set me off laughing was when I re-read it before sending it and realized that while I was *thinking* "our suppliers" what I actually *wrote* was "the survivors". hahahah omg soooo appropriate in this case :) Absolutely classic. So I forwarded the typo version to some of the guys here and then fixed it for the client *g*