So, we had a graveside service, and a memorial service. Also, we're moving into her house. It's like, twice the size of our current house, with a beautiful yard for the dogs (she always took great pride in her yard). I feel incredibly lucky and blessed to be able to live in this house that was a second home to me growing up.
But, it's work. Oy, is it a lot of work. My grandma saved everything, as her generation was wont to do, and as my husband has the same habit, there is a TON of stuff to sort, sell, recycle, and throw out. It's a huge project. Not to mention, we have to get our house ready to sell *cue whimpering*.
All this to say, blogging is like, 20th in importance on my to-do list (although I TOTALLY love seeing how my readership is down every time I log on. Thanks Blogger! Awesome feature.). It will not always be so, but right now I just don't have the time or the inspiration, frankly.
I have been riding, and out to the barn at least 3 to 4 times a week. Not enough, but it's been keeping me sane. I've had some amazing rides on Miles, and Chamie is doing so, so well. She turned 27 on Cinco de Mayo, can you believe it?! I can't. She's got some grey, but she looks AMAZING. Totally shiny and fat (but not too fat!). She's also so, so happy, being out with Miles and Bliss, an Arab mare. She was so adorable today...after I turned her and Miles out, she stuck around for scratches and pettings, putting herself gently but firmly between Miles and me. When Miles gave up and sauntered off with Bliss, she stayed with me, for the first time since she came back to me. Love my old girl. What a gift to have a second chance with her.
She looks dynamite in pink. Also, she is not attached to the coiled mess of rope next to her:)
Miles. What can I say about him? He is beyond gorgeous right now, shiny and fat (for him!) and content and calm. He had a couple days where he reverted to insecure cray-cray TB when a new herd of horses moved into the pasture next to him and His Mares, but he settled after 2 days and is back to the boy I can ride after 2 weeks of no real work without lunging. Complaints? I hasn't them.
Miles lurves Derby Day!
I think my readership is tiny enough that I feel comfortable giving out my name, for those that would like to follow our adventures on Facebook-that's really where all my horsey updates are these days. Search for Sarah Szwejda, and find out how ridiculous I really am:)
R ownr iz batshit. Luckie wez out-numburz hur.