WHAT IT IS LIKE In an effort to streamline my journey to the stable, I left work early, cut through Trinity, and made directly for the LUAS... which is an acronym for something I can't be bothered to Google right now. It's the tram, and it takes me out to a place where I can …
Takin’ Care of Business
Up to my neck in freelance design work— yay. Working way too many hours— boo. It's not forever and ever, and I expect it to end next Monday [famous last words...], but it does give me pause to think about boundaries. I am aware that my cynicism is wilting under the heat of an equine sun, a …
Let’s Sing a Song of Three
HOW MANY IS THREE? Three of us in the car on the way to the yard. Lainie had pony camp this past week, and I fired questions at her, left, right, and centre. She had brought her rosette, awarded from their end-of-pony-camp show. I squeal and examine it closely. We are both delighted. Loraine, who …
A Little to the Left
Delilah was in a mood last night— a good one, it seemed to me. I had gotten to the yard really early, a full hour and quarter before the start of my lesson. It's mid-term break here, and without all the mums ferrying the kids to and from school and activities, there was little traffic, and …
Twice is Not Enough
When I started riding thirteen months and three weeks ago, the sheer indulgence I felt going horseriding once a week was eminently satisfactory. Less to do with cash flow than fitness, it was just right, just the right amount of time in between, and frankly, for someone with magpie tendencies, exactly the right amount of …
The Head on Me
I'm not as resilient as I used to be... Was out socialising until 2 a.m this morning, on a school night! And I not only had to go in to work, but I also have to do a freelance gig this evening. Blaaaaaaaaaaaaah. I'm blaming the lack of sleep for my foulness of demeanor [four …
Long Day’s Journey
I need new gloves. I had two pairs of summer weight, ripped the palm out of the first pair, and holes are springing up all over my second. I do have a pair of heavier ones, but I'm not keen to go back to them. They're too heavy, and now that my hands are [slightly] …
Body Language
What do I know, then? As I mentioned in the previous post, I was struck by the fact that I didn't really know that I know how to jump. The mechanics had obviously been taught to me, and I was obviously doing it, but how do I know it? How did I know anything about …
Playlist *Panic*!
My broadband procrastination ended this week, and I am happy to report that I am the only person I know who simply plugged in the wires and started surfin'. Despite being a hotbed of American IT enterprise [there's a town in County Kildare that was known as Celbridge; it has been rechristened `Dellbridge'], and despite …
I’m It
EIGHT THINGS YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT ME Anne from smellshorsey has tagged me to play an internet meme, originated by Rebecca Laffer-Smith at The Writer's Roundabout. I am delighted to join in, particular due to the first item on my list: 1] I'm supposed to be studying for a social psychology exam. I'm sitting the …
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 