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Beaches, Bovines and Bass

We have enjoyed a wonderful beginning to summer break here in the Desperate Household (DHH).

Annabelle and I kicked off our vacation with a long-anticipated trip to Paso Robles, California for the National Reined Cow Horse Association Derby.  I was hoping to conquer the cattle challenges that I had struggled with during my last couple of horse shows, and Annabelle just loves to go to the horse show.

Any horse show.  Anywhere.

We traveled to the show with our friend Kris and her dog Chloe. Annabelle was in charge of Chloe for the trip, and she took her job very seriously.  This was taken during one of our stops for fuel along the way.


After our nearly fourteen hour drive, we climbed out of the truck and immediately attended to the most important tasks, which were settling Freckles into her stall and watering and feeding her.  I was tired from all the early mornings and late nights preparing to get out-of-town, but not Annabelle. She was all smiles, running around like a crazy kid with Chloe and eagerly manning the hose to fill up Freckle’s water tub.  I thought she’d be tired after her 3:00 am awakening and subsequent all-day travel, but she was as happy as she could be.  “Mom, this is so much fun!” she kept saying.

At the age of six, my girl is already a seasoned traveler.  She sat quietly in the back of the truck for the entire drive, for the most part eschewing the DVD player and movies I had brought along in favor of watching out the window for cows and horses or dogs or cats or anything else she deemed interesting.  She didn’t complain at all, and only asked two or three times how much further it was.  I was really proud of her.

Happy Helper

After settling Freckles in, we headed across the street to grab a quick pizza with Kris and then get checked into our hotel room.  Once again exhibiting her travel savvy, Annabelle immediately laid claim to her choice of beds and stowed her suitcase and clothes where she wanted them.

Then she requested that I turn on the TV, where she discovered her favorite new program on Animal Planet (or Discovery, or one of those), which was a show starring a guy named Turtle-Man (I think) who has a wild-animal removal business somewhere in the south, and whose most prominent feature seemed to be the absence of several front teeth.  She watched that show every night we were there, and loved every minute of it.

Here is a picture of her enjoying her own bed while eating dinner from the specialty hamburger joint across the street.  We were both disappointed to find that our hotel didn’t offer room service, but we made do as best we could.

Mmm Good!

The second day we were up bright and early, and headed across the street to the fairgrounds.  We were so excited to be there, all rested up and ready to ride.

We're Here

We shopped around the vendors for a while, and I got a pair of new riding jeans since all of mine with en route to destinations afar with Kris, who had taken her trailer to LA deliver an extra horse we had hauled down for a friend of hers.  Oops.

Once I was in proper attire we saddled up and went to the warm-up arena.  Kris had brought the faithful Chic down for his first show back after his health challenges over the winter, and Annabelle was more than happy to help him stretch his legs after the long drive.


We spent the rest of the day wandering around, watching the horse show and socializing.  It was this day that I discovered what would most intrigue me for the entire Paso Robles experience:  if she was not on a horse, Annabelle would rather be sitting in the stands and watching every single run of every single event than doing anything else.

There was a big pack of kids running around the fairgrounds, playing together from dawn to dusk while their parents rode or did other horse show tasks.  Annabelle knew a couple of the little girls well, but though the draw of playing with other kids was strong, she declined to spend much time with them at all.

She’d rather watch the show. Or bathe a horse.  As many times as necessary (or allowed).

Washing Freckles

A Trip to the Beach

One afternoon when we were finished showing, we piled into Kris’s pickup with her dog Chloe, Chloe’s friend Hannah, and Hannah’s owners (and our new friends) Kay and Jerry.  Kay and Jerry are from Washington state, so we don’t get to see them often, but Annabelle and Kay formed quite a bond during this California visit.  (Incidentally, Kay came out Reserve Champion of the Amateur Derby in Paso, which is huge for a big national show like this with such a steep level of competition. She is my hero).

Our destination this afternoon was a walk on the beach.

A short drive later we were in Morro Bay, where we located a dog-friendly area with convenient parking.  We unloaded the dogs and Annabelle, and we were off.

It was a little foggy and overcast, but that didn’t deter our enthusiasm.  Annabelle hadn’t been to a proper beach since she was old enough to remember the event, and she was enthralled.  A little tenuous at first, but enthralled.

Girls on the Beach

Jerry was a wonderful scout for interesting beach artifacts, and he helped Annabelle begin her collection of ocean refuse right away.  Hannah found the process quite interesting as well.

Something Cool

Kay coaxed Annabelle out into the cold waves several times, telling her “Wait for it; wait for it!” before running back up the beach to avoid getting drenched.

Wait for It

Kris took her turn running out in the encroaching surf with my little girl, then running squealing back up the beach as the water approached.  Actually I think only Annabelle squealed.  Kris just ran.

Hurry Run

Of course, it wasn’t long until I was also dragged out to the water’s edge.

Gonna get wet

We had fun.

It's Cold!

We took pictures.


And more pictures.  Why didn’t someone tell me my hat looked so silly?

Cold Water

Annabelle was fascinated by this group of horses moseying casually down the sand.

Horses on the Beach

And she got a wonderful collection of sand dollars, shells, rocks and other stuff that filled up most of a plastic Wal-Mart bag.

Sand Dollars

When we were all cold, wet and sandy, we headed back up to the pickup to go in search of what the adults were looking forward to:  fresh oysters.  Before we could get in the pickup though, Annabelle rolled around in the sand several times just to make the cleanup interesting.

Sand Angel

Jerry and Kay performed most of the brush-off duties.  Thanks guys.

Clean Up time

When we were mostly sand-free, we loaded back up and went in search of our favorite harvest of the sea.  We found it at a cute little restaurant right on the beach, where they had all manner of fresh fish right there on display.

I took some pictures so we could show Batman how many different types of fish they had.

Yummy Fish

We ordered our snacks, fresh oysters for all of us girls, grilled oysters for Jerry, and a corndog for Annabelle.  We sat outside on the deck listening to live music and sharing a bottle of lovely local wine.  Well, Annabelle had water.  We had wine.

It made us happy.

Kris and Kay

Very happy..


Jerry’s oysters looked scrumptious.  They were lightly grilled with garlic, olive oil and a little lemon.  I was pretty surprised and impressed when he actually talked Annabelle into tasting one of them.

BBQ Oyster

Her smile didn’t last long though after the oyster was in her mouth.  I guess they really are an acquired taste!

Not what she expected!

Our day at the beach wrapped up with a visit to a local t-shirt shop, where we got a couple of fish shirts for Batman and a matching one for his dad.  It was a perfect  afternoon and a lovely break from the horse show madness.

Chic Makes a Triumphant Return to the Show Pen

Friday morning was an exciting morning.  As I mentioned earlier, Kris had brought Chic to compete in the Non Pro Limited competition.  This would be Chic’s first return to the show pen since he had acquired a joint infection last fall, and we were all anxious and excited to see how he would do.

Annabelle was heading up the clean-up team to get him all ready to enter the arena. She single-handedly got him all polished up before it was his turn to go.

A Lil Peppy

Chic was wearing so much Pepi coat gloss that I am pretty sure the judges had to shade their eyes against his shine.

A Lil More Peppy

When Kris and Chic were ready to enter the arena they looked fantastic.

Getting Ready

And, beyond that, they were fantastic.  Chic looked just like his old self out there. And I am sure he was thrilled to be working a cow again.  Chic LOVES to work a cow.

Kris Cow Work

Kris took it easy on Chic, loping him slowly through the pattern so he wouldn’t be too tired by the time they got their cow.  Chic was right back in the game, marking scores high enough in the reining and boxing to place him third in their class!  Of course, since there were over fifty horses in the draw it took awhile for us to find this out.

Annabelle rode Chic back to the barn.

Ride Chic Back

And gave him a nice rinse after Kris got him unsaddled.

Washing Chic

The Show Goes to the Dogs

With Chic taken care of, Annabelle was eager to turn her attention to her next event of the day:  The Dog Costume Contest.  We had spent an afternoon earlier in the week searching out a store that carried luau items, since Kris and Kay had decided that would be an appropriate theme for Annabelle and Chloe, who they insisted must enter the contest.  After about our third store we hit the jackpot, picking up matching grass skirts and a whole bag of paper leis.

Poor Chloe never knew what hit her.  Annabelle was all practiced up from her week of washing horses, and any extra dirt on Chloe didn’t stand a chance!

Clean Chloe

Then the dressing began. I have to admit, they looked pretty darn cute.


When it was time for the contest, Annabelle was the first to be called into the arena.  I was worried she would balk and make me walk in with her since the competition was slated for the large indoor arena where the main horse show events were held.  My little girl continually amazes me though, and she strode proudly out to the middle of the arena, dragging a reluctant hula-corgi in her wake.

One by one, nine or ten other dogs joined the contest, some bounding happily out for their judging, others being coaxed along with the help of a parent or multiple kid handlers.

Big Arena Full of Dogs

There were many tough competitors, like this little porcupine, and another corgi dressed up in a dinosaur costume named Lefty-saurus, who was led in by our friends Shawny and Sierra.


When the judging was complete, the top three teams were announced.  Annabelle was thrilled that she and Chloe had won first place.  She was awarded a big bag full of loot, which she wasted no time in rummaging through as soon as she got out of the arena.

What'd I get

I made her stand for a picture with me, too.  Even though she really didn’t want to.

Dog Show

It was a fun afternoon (for everyone but probably Chloe).

I Showed Freckles

I had originally written this post with a blow-by-blow recount of what had happened each and every day during our trip.  This included, naturally, an excruciatingly detailed description of each of my three days of showing, what had gone wrong, what had gone right, how I felt before, after and in-between.

Fortunately for anybody reading this now, I did go back and read my original post before publishing it for public viewing. At that moment I had an epiphany…..which was this:

The details of each run during a horse show are really only interesting to the person who performed said run.  For everyone else, the general highlights and conclusion are fine.  Sort of like hearing about a friend’s colonoscopy.

So I’ll just say this, I had a lot of fun showing in Paso.  I love everything about these big shows, from the atmosphere to the superb organization, the fantastic horses and the world-famous riders.  Where else could I enter the cutting pen with four World Champions to help me with my work? (Thanks Jon, Dan, Todd and Jake).

The show was an amazing learning experience for me.  My horse was very good and we improved in some areas where we had struggled in our last couple of outings.  We didn’t win any big checks this time, just one small one.  But as one of my favorite trainer friends says “Any day you win a check is a good day.”

And so it was.

Meanwhile Back at Home….

Desperate Hubby was in charge of entertaining Batman for the week.  They started off their time together with a flight to the small town of Murphy in the Cessna 172.  DH was excited to take Batman flying again, and anxious to see how his new “kid headset” worked in the plane.  Unfortunately, at the end of the day, Batman was not very impressed.

When I asked on the phone how he liked the flight he sighed.  “It was super boring mom.  All I got to do was just sit there.”  I guess he expected to land the plane or something.

Fortunately, DH had a backup plan.  This plan involved the other new items that Batman had recently received:  tiny waders, fins, and his new birthday fishing pole.  The happy duo spent one or two afternoons while we were gone floating around the lake in search of dinner.  While they didn’t catch any bass, Batman still pronounced it a success.  DH says he is a natural.

All I know is that he is so cute it makes my eyes tear up.


Happy Summer Everyone! 

I hope you are enjoying yours as much as we are.

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A Beautiful Baby Boy

Two weeks ago a little angel joined our family.  My brother Rob and his wife had a gorgeous new baby boy.  His name is Rex.

(Editors note: I don’t know who this chubby-looking woman is holding the baby next to Annabelle, but she is wearing my wedding ring.  And necklace.  And belt.)

Baby Rex

Annabelle and I were en route to Paso Robles, California for the NRCHA Derby when Rex made his entrance to this world.  I could just hear Rob beaming with pride over the texts when he sent the first picture of little Rex out into the world.

Because we were gone for a whole week, we didn’t get to meet Rex until he was a eight days old.  Annabelle took to him right away, being the confirmed baby-lover that she is.

Annabelle and Rex

I took Rex at the beginning of our visit and held him for almost two hours, walking around cooing and swaying until he went to sleep.  Rob and Mel tried to take him from me several times (I think they were a little worried I wasn’t going to give him back), but I just kept on holding him until I was forced to relinquish him to my daughter and his big sister, Emma.

A, Emma Baby Rex

I was most surprised by the level of interest that Batman displayed in his tiny cousin. He even forego an extra helping of chocolate syrup on his ice cream to hold Baby Rex.

Unfortunately, by that time Rex was getting very hungry and not a little mad, and he didn’t exhibit the same level of enthusiasm as Batman did.

I am sure they will be best buddies someday.  But not this day.

Baby Rex is Mad!

Yesterday we joined several friends and family members in throwing a little welcome party for Rex.

I made this really yummy cake for the party.  Oh wait, did I say ‘made’?  I meant I bought it from Pastry Perfection.  They do a good job on cakes.

Doesn’t Mel look beautiful as a new mommy?

Mommy Baby and Cake

I did briefly channel Martha as I made these little pineapple boats and filled them with the cut pieces of pineapple and some freshly sliced peaches.

Fruit Boat

Baby Rex was passed around plenty at the party, because of course everybody wanted to hold him.

This is pretty much how he handled the entire afternoon.  He is the sweetest little baby I have met in a long time.


After we all visited and ate some snacks, we watched Mel open the big pile of presents in the living room.

So many presents

She got lots and lots of nice stuff for Rex.  Clothes and blankets; diapers and even a changing table.

But what we all waited for was this:

Giant Present

Mel saved the giant present in the middle of the table until the very end.  Then she was kind enough to let the kids help with the unveiling.

Lots of Help

The box held a, if not life-sized, then very large, soft stuffed bear.

Giant Bear

The kids were enthralled, but Baby Rex slept right through the whole thing.  I’m sure he’ll grow to appreciate the present before too long though.

The best part of the party for me was getting to finally meet my sister-in-law’s mom, sister and brother-in-law, who are all visiting from out-of-state to get to know the new baby.  Although I didn’t have the presence of mind to take photos of them (or to take my camera at all, hence the sub-prime images from my phone) you can trust me:  they are the warmest, funniest and most down-to-earth people you will ever meet.

Just like Mel.

I couldn’t be happier for the new parents.  Like me, Mel waited until a bit later in life to have her first baby, and I think that makes the appreciation of the miracle even a little more poignant.  I can’t wait to watch Rex grow and flourish under the multitudes of love that I know he will enjoy.

Welcome Baby Rex.  We love you.

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It’s a Big, Beautiful, Bountiful Life!

Whew!  The past few weeks have been a little crazy!

School Winds Down

The end-of-school year was busy, with activity after activity coming in a virtual whirlwind of motion.

Annabelle was in a talent show with her kindergarten class where she played the part of the farm dog.  I think she was a little warm under all that fur.


During the talent show I joined some parents in selling concessions to the lines of people waiting to get into the gym (that sounds like an exaggeration, but it is not).  We were thrilled to be able to raise enough money to take all the kindergartners to the zoo for a field trip.

About half of the children in her class had never been to the zoo before, and though she had visited many times Annabelle was just as excited as they were to see all of the animals.


After touring the zoo for a couple of hours we had lunch in the park, then headed across the grass to the Discovery Center for some time spent in the interactive exhibits.


I chaperoned the field trip (along with several other parents) and I can tell you with certainty that I was more tired at the end of that day than at any other day in recent memory.  Or any memory, period.

Keeping track of 60 excited six-year olds is not for the faint of heart.   Does the term “herding cats” sound familiar?

We also had end-of-the-year projects to finish up at home.


And Batman contributed a little something with his artwork created from gleaning leftover materials from Annabelle’s assignment and combining them with his new neon green birthday duct tape.


Continuing Education Outside of the Classroom

Batman completed his six weeks of soccer training with fun and games in the park next to our house.


Those soccer drills were thirsty work.


A couple of weeks after soccer ended, Desperate Hubby and Batman started a weekly pilgrimage to the golf course for a series of youth lessons.  Batman took to golf like a duck to, well, you know, water.

Though he started a couple of weeks later than the rest of the kids and was the youngest in his class, on the last day Batman won the “Longest Drive” contest and got some golf balls, a Gatorade and a free mini-round of golf complete with cart as a reward.

I think he’s hooked!


Annabelle and I also embarked on an additional course of education that had nothing to do with kindergarten.  We each participated in cow horse clinics with the goal of helping us improve our skills in advance of the busy 2013 show season.

Annabelle’s clinic was in April up at the picturesque 3K Ranch in Star, Idaho.

Youth Clinic 081

There were about fifteen participants between the ages of six and sixteen or so, and my little girl reveled in the novelty of being to ride with so many other kids.

Waiting for the Cow

She made several new friends and got to know some of them a little better over lunch.

YC Lunch

The other highlight of the day was getting to work a real live cow.  Grumpy was pretty excited about that too.

Hang on cowgirl!

YC Cow 4

My clinic was in mid-May, and we traveled to sunny Glenns Ferry, Idaho to the beautiful Why Worry Ranch (I love the name almost as much as the ranch.  Thanks Annie and Nate) for a two-day riding extravaganza.

Technically, I was the only one in our family allowed to ride at the clinic because it was for adults only.  This picture was taken in the first five minutes of the clinic, when I thought I was actually going to get to ride my horse the whole time.

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It probably comes as no surprise, however, that somehow Annabelle spent almost as much time on my mount as I did.


She made some new friends there, too.


The clinic was educational and fun, and I felt prepared to take on the cow horse world.  Of course that all changed at my next horse show, but more on that later.

A Trio of Graduations

As the school year wound down, we commenced (sorry) an action-packed graduation season.

We kicked it off with Batman’s Pre-School graduation, planned and executed impeccably as usual by Miss Torrie of Little Learners Preschool.

Of course before he could graduate my baby had to have his official pre-graduation little-boy haircut.


As he reminded me though, he is not a baby anymore.  My little man looked so grown up!


After the ceremony we had a delicious and oh-so-cute cake to share with the other parents in celebration.

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The amazing Miss Torrie made an individualized hard-cover photo book for each child commemorating his or her time at Little Learners. Since Batman has attended her wonderful program for almost three years there were lots of fun memories in that beautiful book. Thank you Miss Torrie! You are amazing.

Older sister Sami was next, graduating from Meridian’s Centennial High school with a 4.5 grade point average.  I still remember the first day I met Sami as a fiery four-year old who immediately took charge of every horse on the property.  She has channeled her drive and energy flawlessly since then to achieve many successes at such a young age.

Sami jetted off pretty much immediately after her ceremony to spend a month traveling in Europe with her mom, aunties and sissies.  When she gets back she’ll follow in her older twin-sisters’ footsteps and move into the honors dorm at BSU for her first year of college.

I am so proud of the sweet, beautiful and accomplished young women they have all become.


Lastly, we celebrated Annabelle’s graduation from kindergarten.  She had a wonderful experience during her first year of formal education, and we are so happy that Batman was selected in the lottery to attend the same school next year.


We brought flowers for each of the kindergarten teachers and their helpers, and Annabelle had so much fun delivering them along with the individual cards she had painstakingly hand-written thanking them for a wonderful year.


The choice of celebration after kindergarten graduation was a nice big serving of ice cream at the local Dairy Queen.  What a happy afternoon!


And we Rode

Of course in the midst of all this spring madness Annabelle and I increased our riding regimen and kicked off the local show year with a few early shows.  Annabelle had fun at the first Gem State Stock Horse show of the season, practically glowing with pride and pinkness.  I went to the Gem State show too, to practice my cutting skills in a real show setting.  Let’s just say practice (needing more) was the operative word of the day.


We took our horses to the Snake River Reining Alliance show at Lucky Run Arena in Kuna too.

Annabelle spent quite a bit of time getting ready for this show.  She cleaned all her tack to her own exacting specifications.


And Grumpy was clipped, bathed and brushed to within an inch of his life.  This is what his pre-show ensemble looks like.


At this show Grumpy was even pinker than usual.


The old man was pretty good for Annabelle, but he did test her skills by refusing to cooperate in the middle of the arena and backing up several steps before starting his maneuvers.  The duo was first out in their class, and though they got through the pattern in the end, the judge had to mark them a zero, or no score, for Grumpy’s naughtiness.  It was the first time that Annabelle had actually been disqualified in the show pen and she was very mad at Grumpy.  I told her to keep a smile on her face……that would be far from the last time she got a zero in the show pen and probably even in life.

All was forgiven when, at the end of her class, she realized that each of the half-dozen kids in her division had bobbled their pattern in one way or another and EVERYONE had gotten a zero.  She didn’t lose, she told me.  She tied.

My horse was very good at the reining show and I was feeling confident going into my next competitive event, the first Idaho Reined Cow Horse Association derby of the year, held at the Idaho Center.  My day there started out there swimmingly, with a score of 72 in the reined work.  I was so happy with my mare, but tried not to be overconfident.  There were still two events to go.

Sure enough, I once again had big trouble in the herd work.  My horse wanted to be good, but I had trouble keeping my eye on the cow, and ultimately ended up losing one of the silly bovines I was trying to work.  I was disappointed and mad at myself; my confidence seriously shaken after two successive bad outings in the cutting pen.

The last event of the day, boxing an individual cow, went a little better, and when it was all said and done I ended up third for the day.  One of the people who came out ahead of me was my good friend Shane on her super-cute black mare Julianne. I didn’t mind so much losing to her, but I still wasn’t very happy with my performance.

I felt a little like Annabelle at her last show though, when I found out that even in third place I got a check that repaid about half of my entry fees. Maybe it wasn’t so bad after all!


The next day after my rough derby outing, Annabelle was showing in the AQHA reining, also at the Idaho Center.  We got there early and she got all warmed up.  Grumpy was a ball of fire that morning, and Annabelle was having a hard time keeping him under control even in the warm-up pen.  The old war-horse was a bundle of nerves and bad attitude when Annabelle walked him into the show pen, and once again he started backing up before she could even get him to the center to start her pattern.  She kept after him though, through a difficult ride that I think many adults would have given up on.  The smile never left her face even as she kicked and kicked and struggled to get through the maneuvers.  I was so proud of her when she walked out of that arena after practically dragging her horse through the pattern.  Even with her second ‘zero’ score in two shows, she still had a grin for everyone she saw.

I was even prouder of my little girl, though, when she said she wanted to enter the second youth class that day and go out and school Grumpy.  After her initial dismay in getting her first disqualification, I didn’t know if she would grasp the significance of going into the show arena for the sole purpose of making her horse better for the next show and likely creating a definite “no-score”” situation.

Never underestimate a kid.

Annabelle went into that arena riding with her pink braided roping reins held in two hands, which even at six years of age she was well aware was an automatic disqualification for both the type of equipment used and the way she was holding it under AQHA rules.  She chose the reins because they were the easiest to hold on to and she could pull harder with them than she could her leather romel.  She kicked and pulled that Grumpy old horse around with determination and poise and achieved much better ride than the previous one had been.  She was positively beaming when she left the arena and I felt tears of pride for her.

It’s easy to be a good sport and have fun when you are doing well.  I have been reminded from close personal experience at the last two shows that it isn’t as easy when the day doesn’t go as planned.  I find it truly awesome that my six-year-old has grasped the important lesson that I have repeated over and over to her:  it is nice to win, but it is more important to go out and do your best and have fun while you do it.

Annabelle broke her no-score streak this morning at the second Gem State Stock Horse Association show in Ontario, Oregon.  She had a very pretty go and executed her pattern almost perfectly.  I was so proud of her, and she was thrilled that she got a score – a 69!

I couldn’t have been happier for her.

Fun at Home

When we haven’t been going to graduations or horse shows, or preparing to go to horse shows, or golfing, or (in Desperate Hubby’s case) flying airplanes, we have had a chance to relax a little and have some fun at home.

We’ve been working on everything from training the kittens to lead (by the way, cats don’t lead very well),


to a little early spring swimming (shortly after this photo was taken Winston jumped in the pool and filled it with mud).


We got Batman out on a rare trail ride to stretch Reno’s legs.  He wasn’t all that happy about it part of the time (Zach or Reno).


We played with the guinea pigs, whose owner’s are coming home in August.  Annabelle is getting all her “skinny pig” time in now, since she knows with the acquisition of kittens Blackie and Pumpkin we won’t be getting any new house-animals any time soon.



We have also been enjoying the warm spring weather and preparing for our next adventures.


Batman and DH enjoyed a nice golf game this morning, and they are making plans for Batman’s first flying expedition in the Cessna 172 tomorrow morning.  They also have in the works a goal of doing some float-tube fishing in the near future, and toward that end Batman was fitted with waders and DH’s old (really, really old) float tube this afternoon.

As for me and Annabelle, we are feverishly finishing our packing for our 4:00am departure tomorrow for Paso Robles, California, where I am determined to exorcise the herd work demons that have been taunting me for the last couple of horse shows.  If nothing else, we will have a lovely time in the sun with friends, and Annabelle will get to see the ocean, likely for the first time in her life that she will actually remember it.

I hope you all are having a nice start to summer too.

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