Jill liked the name Action for a horse, because it was used in film, and guitar land, as well as equestrian worlds. The first time she had seen the horse, a huge celebrity was show jump schooling her… "I took a 100 pictures of that horse's @ss" she said, explaining her $100 Wal-mart purchase her last time in Florida, to her then tour guide past the frisky chestnut. With the foal that had to canter everywhere to keep up with her and never even trotted one single step.
Why don't we eat more rabbits. Jill was aspiring as a vegan but thought about the waste of euthanizing so many of them while people starved. She hated the rabbbit rescue PSA she had to air during her programs lately. And also, sometimes she thought her own mind was kind of dark.
Jill was bringing Roomie up to speed on the radio show outing the day before "Yesterday I mounted on the "wrong" side, because you can do that with icelandics, and I wanted to try it. And then, I tolted. shreiking with the fun of it before dismounting also on the incorrect side....
These people clean their saddles with a STONE you know. Its just all about the get up and go!"
2012-03-09
2012-03-02
Magic Bounce Back
The fuel efficient used vehicle Jill had just purchased was totalled. She'd paid $10,000 and the insurance company only gave her $6,000 for it a few short weeks after the transaction. She had nothing to show for a new $4,000 debt, and was afraid it meant losing horses too, so she couldn't begin to tally the actual loss.
After the shocking, devastating loss of transportation Jill was thrilled to go meet the owner of a small herd of 9 or so horses, three generations of Hanoverians, at varying levels of training, and in need of more riding. Her friend, a brave but basic rider was keen to be drive out to the private farm just 10 km from downtown. Was there a chance they would pull it off?
Jill was also over the moon to be on an actual date with a drummer. She started telling him about the special needs student and her musical mom, and how the only way the lazy pony would keep trotting was when the mom played a trot rhythm on guitar from the sidelines. "That's how I know I horses love music."
Jill said she had only written one song on horseback. It was about bailing out on the boss and riding off together on Monday, and really seemed to solve the matter when she had to hack Nellie past the alligator pond or the g i a n t burn pile, to soothe both their nervousness daily, ha!
She believed that music affected both her and the horse's physiology. She sang it slow then to slow their heartbeats and the breathing rates, as well as to bring down blood pressure... she called it "Campain."
And, didn't tell her current flame how it had been so weird to run into that very boss-partner the day after telling someone how bad she'd felt about actually running off once. "You really broke his heart" she was told, in passing, just case she hadn't felt bad enough about the accidental boyfriend already...
After the shocking, devastating loss of transportation Jill was thrilled to go meet the owner of a small herd of 9 or so horses, three generations of Hanoverians, at varying levels of training, and in need of more riding. Her friend, a brave but basic rider was keen to be drive out to the private farm just 10 km from downtown. Was there a chance they would pull it off?
Jill was also over the moon to be on an actual date with a drummer. She started telling him about the special needs student and her musical mom, and how the only way the lazy pony would keep trotting was when the mom played a trot rhythm on guitar from the sidelines. "That's how I know I horses love music."
Jill said she had only written one song on horseback. It was about bailing out on the boss and riding off together on Monday, and really seemed to solve the matter when she had to hack Nellie past the alligator pond or the g i a n t burn pile, to soothe both their nervousness daily, ha!
She believed that music affected both her and the horse's physiology. She sang it slow then to slow their heartbeats and the breathing rates, as well as to bring down blood pressure... she called it "Campain."
And, didn't tell her current flame how it had been so weird to run into that very boss-partner the day after telling someone how bad she'd felt about actually running off once. "You really broke his heart" she was told, in passing, just case she hadn't felt bad enough about the accidental boyfriend already...
Her then and there romantic lead piped up, and said "well that's all very interesting discussion but there is no way I am ever getting around any of that first hand, because of my SEVERE allergy to horses." Thud.
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Meanwhile, Roomie had had marvellous follow up dates with a two year long very slow moving out of town crush. He'd even finally laughed a couple times, and she wanted to sit closer to him. She loved the crinkles around his eyes! She was pleased to report they had a nice plan to get together again on Saturday! Would he like horses?
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