You know you're a horse person when...(long)

[TXCowGrl82]

*You look at all the piles of laundry sitting next to your Washing machine and most of them are breeches, horse blankets, saddle pads, etc... plus you don't even care about the horsey hair residue that will be left in the washer/dryer.
*Your husband brings the new saddle to bed so he can work on it while watching TV.
*You trade your yuppie mobile for a truck, so you can better accommodate your horses.
*You see the vet more than you see your child's pediatrician.
*The floor plan of the house you're building accommodates a horse lifestyle.
*You clean a horse's sheath and don't hurl.
*You groom your horse and you haven't been to a beautician in ?
*Your horse gets new shoes more often than you.
*Your secretary does a "hay check" on your suit each morning and your first stop in the office is the ladies room to remove the shavings from your shoes.
*You patch your mud boots with duct tape and slog through knee deep mud to get hay to your horse, who has commandeered the ONLY dry spot for miles.
*You get up at 5am every morning while your in college, drive 10 miles to the barn, feed, muck stalls, ride, and rush back to your 10am class smelling like a barn without complaining.
*You are totally grossed out by human hair in the sink or tub, but don't mind horse hair in your washer, on your clothes, in your food
... You know you are a horse AND a dog person when you don't mind throwing the frozen manure balls for the barn's goldie to fetch!
*You buy about 15 lbs. of carrots a week, but wouldn't eat a carrot if somebody paid you.
*Your non-horsy friend gives you a funny look after glancing into the back seat of your car, and you realize he's noticed your whips and spurs.
*You say "whoa" to the dog.
*You pass up attractive social invitations because they'd conflict with your lesson schedule.
*The back of your station wagon is an auxiliary tack box.
*You choose your SO partly on the basis of his attachment to your horses.
*Your mother, who has no grandchildren, gets cards addressed to Grandma, signed by the horses and the dog.
*You don't even want to think about how your car would be paid for, your mortgage would be much smaller, and you might have some savings if you didn't have horses.
*You know you're a horse person when you buy land and decide to build the barn before the house so your horses have a place to stay. Then you move into the barn yourself and forget about the house.
*You know you're a horse person when you talk about having a baby and people give you a really strange look and say, I didn't know you were pregnant. Oops, it's the four legged kind.
*You give directions to your house and say, "It has lots of horse trailers in the front yard."
*You pull change from your pocket at work, and hay falls all over.
*Someone says, "Does anyone have a screwdriver?" and you hand them a hoofpick.
*The doctor says the bump on your finger is an inflamed tendon sheath, and you tell him, "Oh, you mean a windpuff."
*You cannot imagine why anyone would think it kinky to own whips.
*The real estate agent asks what kind of house you are looking for, and you say, "More than six acres."
*For once you have extra money to buy yourself something, and you get the check out counter and decide that you don't really need that shirt anyway. That $25 could be an entry fee!
*I was gonna say "the horses get fed first." but around my house it's "the horses are the only ones that get fed by me. Kids fend for themselves."
*you save the hoof shavings for the dog.
*you poke your honey in the ribs, saying, "over", in the kitchen.
*you clean your tack after *every* ride but never ever wash the car.
*you have the worming, lesson and farrier schedules in your head, but frequently miss the kid's piano lessons, girl scouts, or changing the oil in the car.
*you yell at the kids, and the horse's name pops out.
*on rainy days, you organize the tack room, not the house.
*your tax refund is targeted to a new saddle, not the family vacation.
*you are unreasonably pleased to get a horse item, ANY horse item, as a gift. "They really cared!!!"
*you actually like all horse items, any horse items, regardless of execution.
*you stop channel surfing at Budweiser Clydesdale commercials.
*books and movies are ruined for you if horsemanship references are incorrect.
*you actually get to a point where flies don't bother you so much.
*you use the house-hunting trip your new employer provides to figure out where you will board your horse.
*you often sneak furtively into Laundromats and pretend that you really didn't just put that stinky, filthy horse blanket into the comforter-sized machine.
*you run your tongue over your back molars and idly wonder if they need to be floated.
*you go to the museum with a non-horsey friend and, whilst wandering through the ancient bronzes, suddenly realize he is asking exasperatedly, 'Well? What about the conformation on this one?"
*ALL of your pockets have hay in them.
*You have a small knife on your key chain (and you're a woman)
*You buy more carrots & apples than you can possibly eat.
*You plan corn on the cob for dinner just so you can feed the cobs to your horses for a treat
*The highlight of your day is working with your horses and your SO works by your side cuz its the highlight of his day too
*You have more pictures of your horses in your office than you have of your family.
*You leave work feeling stiff, tense, with a stomach- or headache, and all those feelings disappear the minute you go through the first gate to the ranch.
*You open the door to the closet where you keep your boots and the aroma of manure wafts out.
*You can find your boots in the dark by the aroma.
*You drive up in the yard, get out of the car and inhale the perfume of the manure pile.
*You talk to the horses like they were kids.
*All your stock has 4 legs.
*The only picture of you that your wife (husband, SO, whatever) has of you shows you on your horse.
*You hate posing for pictures unless you're on your horse.
*You spend a lot of $ on a trip to Europe and end up spending most of your time watching horses.
*You chirp to, cluck to or spur your truck/car.
*You say whoa to your truck/car.
*You don't notice the barn smells on your clothes/shoes and wonder why "regular" folks are sniffing the air
*Most of your social life is with other horse folk.
*Cooky McClung's stories in The Chronicle of the Horse, however humorously told they might be, sound like a "normal" life.
*You get so mad that you can't get cable TV out at your farm that you put in a satellite dish just so you can get more horse sports coverage
*you have a terrible fall off your horse, and your only concern is if the horse is okay. (And when you get dragged into the hospital, you have a hairline fracture in your leg. Trust me, I know!)
*all of your favorite stories involve all your falls off horses, and other near death experiences and you actually LAUGH about the time you got dragged around the field by a spooked horse!
*You buy more carrots in five pound bags and lament because they don't come in 10 pound bags.
*You buy watermelon when you don't even like watermelon so that you can give it to your horses.
*You spend more time ridding in your truck going to horse events than you spend at home.
*The only pictures in your office have are of your horses.
*The concept of sleeping in on the weekends has long since faded from your memory.
*You known more about equine nutrition than human nutrition and it shows.
*You get to the checkouts at the grocery and the only things you're buying are 5 gallons of corn oil and 10 pounds of carrots. Oh and maybe a frozen burrito if you have enough money left
*All of your clothes have horsehair on them, even if they've never been worn to the barn.
*You keep a horse Grooma by the front door, to get the horsehair off of your Levis after riding bareback.
*You're buying clothes, and you choose them on the basis of whether you can wash horse slobber/manure out of them.
*You grump at your husband for eating so much of the apple crop, for fear there won't be enough left to last the horses until next year.
*You live with electric fencing tape around the lawn, so the horses can mow it for you.
*You've got a perpetually skinned place on your knuckles or the heel of your hand, from when the hoof rasp/pick slips.
*Folks ask incredulously how many horses you have, because your bulletin board at work is covered with 10 pictures of each horse and only a couple of your spouse or your kids (human, canine, or feline).
*You've forgotten what a vacation is, because you spend all your paid time off (re)building fence, meeting the vet, going to shows, etc.
*You're about to petition the Town Board and the County Commissioners to grant you a variance to build a larger building than the zoning laws allow. Where else is one s'posed to ride in bad weather? ( ) $20,000 just to have a place to ride????)
*You don't try to figure out your to-date-expenses for the critters, cuz you don't want to know, and it doesn't matter. (It's the same with flying)
*You get out of your warm bed at 3:00 AM, and go outside to let the horses in cuz it's snowing (that wet, heavy stuff). If that's not enough, you scrape off the snow, and even dry them off a little, before going back to bed. (Only to leave for work at 6, and see them back outside, with 2 inches of snow piled on their backs. No, *that* won't happen again.)
*Your breezeway/mud room has hay & crud all over the floor, a saddle on a rack along the wall, misc. tack hanging from the chairs, muddy boots & gloves, etc. lying about. Someone's coming to visit. You don't care.
*After it snows, the pathway to the manure pile is the first thing that gets cleared, then the front porch and sidewalk.
*You aren't interested in watching the news, but have to, in order to catch the weather, so you know if the barn needs to be left open for the horses.
*Supper time is generally at 8PM, and everyone has been home since before 5.
*You RUSH to the front window to watch the horses run & buck in the pasture, even if you're in the middle of a meal. Good, clean fun!
*You trade your nice, nearly-new Suburban for a 1-ton 4x4 pickup, so you can haul hay & straw for the critters. (And have that 454 engine for pulling the trailer up those looooong hills.)
*you launder your stable clothes before your work clothes (tho' sometimes the categories overlap).
*you'd rather stay up with a friend's sick horse than baby-sit her kids. BUT
*you will baby-sit a friend's kids while she stays up with a sick horse, even though you HATE babysitting.
*you go on a diet for your horse's sake, but not your SO's.
*you giggle when the horse you're driving farts in your face.
*You know you're a horse person when a new friend walks in your door for the first time. Takes a smell and says with a smile, "I didn't know you had horses."
*When your bicycle is mostly used as a bridle and saddle rack.
*The only thing your friends, colleagues, passing acquaintances can think of when they see you is "How are the horses?" or "How many horses do you have now?" or "Are you still riding?"
*you get knocked down and split you lip wide open on the horses halter because you were doing something you KNOW you shouldn't have been doing, and with blood running down your face your first concern is making sure the horse is alright, calmed down, and put in his stall. Then you go to the hospital for stitches.
*You take your notes to the barn and study for midterms while brushing your horse
*You spend more on that 6 year old jumper than you've EVER spent on a car!
*You get your income tax refund and the first thing you do is head for the tack shop.
*You go on a diet, not to be more attractive, but to be a better rider.
*Co-workers start pointing out green slobber or straw on your clothes. You solution is to start wearing exclusively "hunter green".
*Every time you go to the stable, it takes 3 hours and you can't imagine where the time went.
Your first sign of spring isn't see a robin, but seeing a fly.
no, flies mean that warm weather is here to stay. the first sign of spring is horses shedding
*You get a little whiff of manure smell and breathe deeper to get the full impact. That goes double for the smell of leather.
*when your horse has its mane pulled more often than you get a hair cut.
*When you buy lime and grass seed instead of the clothes you need for other work
*one of your favorite smells in the world is horse sweat on leather
*you are riding a bike and tell it "whoa" when you stop
*after you just got stepped on, and a non-horse person asks you if you are alright, and you say "what"? not realizing what they are talking about.
*you tell a friend that you have to get home to feed your horse, which you do. this done while your own stomach growls, because you haven't eaten all day. you than decide it won't take that much longer to clean a few stalls.
*you can't remember the word "heel" but instead refer to it as your "hock" (this is also done with other "parts" of the body, etc)
*you are one of the few people around that can fix "things" being used to repairing fences, etc that you horses have taken down.
*When you find shavings and hay in your pants
*When you use horse products for yourself (shampoo) because you can only afford one or the other and you know shampoo for humans is not recommend for horses.
*When you are down and depressed and you go and talk to your best friend YOUR HORSE .
*You go to the gas station and ask the attendant to check the air in the "off hind"
*You live hand to mouth and somehow come up with the $800 for emergency vet bills.
*a non-horsey co-worker asks how your horse is and you think: "she's not doing very well since you just changed to a milder bit but you want to give her a chance to get used to it.", and you say "Fine." Because you know if you say what you are REALLY thinking, by the time you're done, your co-worker will be sitting there with a blank look on her face.
*You don't think that weather is just casual conversation. It is very important so that you can figure out your horse's wardrobe for the day/night.
*your house is "decorated" with bits, saddles, bridles, halters, blanket racks, trunks, trophies and ribbons.
*there are bits soaking in your bathroom sink.
*you save every horse magazine you have ever bought.
*you show up at work with bran mash (unbeknownst to you) all over the back of your coat.
*your car is the only one in the company parking lot with mud splashes on the windshield.
*your car is the only one in the company parking lot that has an inch of dust INSIDE and when you open the door, a swarm of flies emerge.
*you drive by ANY field ANYWHERE and look very hard for horses. This includes trips to foreign countries.
*your horse gets vitamins and supplements everyday and you can't remember to take vitamins yourself.
*you can't make it to work because of bad weather, but somehow still make it to the barn.
*you feel tired all day at work and then go to the barn and ride 3 horses.
*you can pinpoint anything you might need in 2 seconds in your tack trunk but seem to have misplaced this month's electric bill.
*the first bills you pay each month are all horse related. You don't really *need* a phone anyway (unless you have to call the vet -- oops, better pay that one).
You know you're a hunter/jumper/ct person when: you count how many steps (strides) you take in between the cracks in the sidewalk, the shadows of trees, etc. You also know you're a h/j/ct person if you count strides to the beat of the music in your car and pretend that the telephone poles are the jumps (OK, now I'm showing my compulsive behavior)
*you teach your sisters how to post on the arm of the couch before their first riding lesson.
*You longe your dog and she listens to you.
*Your baby shower gifts include a fleece seat saver.
*You do stalls the morning before your labor is to be induced.
*When the doctor tells you that they have to do a c-section your first question (much to your spouses horror) is how long will it be until I can ride? (and you are devastated when he says 6 weeks)
*You learn you will go on a trip driving from Mass. to New Hampshire and the first thing that pops to your mind is: "Yes, I will finally be able to visit State Line Tack"
*Your husband walks into the bedroom and sees you wearing your underwear and tall black boots and his only comment is "Oh, did the new boots finally arrive?"
*you pass a Marlboro billboard and immediately notice the horse's color, conformation, possible breed, gait, tack, bit, expression, and whether or not his mouth is being yanked on; but all you notice about the cowboy was that it was some guy in a rain slicker.
*you boyfriend gets worried when he overhears you talking to a friend: "And he had the cutest butt! I happened to be behind him for a while, and practically couldn't take my eyes off his butt. And he had really nice legs, and a real strong back, and nice shoulders, and *such* a pretty face! He came over to say hello once. What a handsome guy!" When you tell him that you were talking about a horse, he's not sure whether to be reassured or get even more worried.
*you watch "Brisco County Jr." just because of the horse, Comet.
*you stay up until two in the morning walking a colicky horse whose name you don't know and whose owner you've never met.
*you are in a meeting, and you say something in Command Voice, and someone asks you, "Do you train dogs, or something?"
when you start using baling twine to repair non-horse-related things
*Your horse costs more than your truck or (if you're really committed) your house!!
*When you'll spend money on new horse blankets before you get yourself a new winter coat.
*You get all starry eyed over the new Millers catalogue instead of Victoria's Secret.
*When your horse eats before your husband!!
*When you call cramps a little colic.
*When your horses, dogs, kids and husband all come to the same whistle!!
Your graphic designer asks you: 'What do you know about Acrobat?'
and you answer 'The stallion?'
when the steering on your car starts to go out and all you can think about is how "stiff" the car is on one side...
When your ideal birthday weekend extravaganza consists of going to two days worth of horse shows.
The bus driver misses your stop and you cry out WHOA.
Or-after hugging your husband he says "is that a carrot in your pocket or are you happy to see me!"
*When you are at a business meeting and fish out of the pocket of your suit: braiding bands, bits of shavings, an old horse cookie and your competitor number, while looking for a pen. You try to sneak everything back in quietly while you remember that you used the jacket of this suit at your last show because your real show jacket was at the cleaner.
*Well, you know when you're a horse person when the highlight of your workday is looking out the window at the mounted police walking through the park & remarking to a co-worker Wow! Look at that bay with AWESOME bushy tail with a blunt cut!
You know you're a horseperson when you drive 14 miles out and back in the rain in the morning to blanket your horse and then forget to take an umbrella to work.
*You know you're a horse person (finally!) when you're at work and you say the dr. hasn't called me back yet, and your co-worker says, "You or the horse???"
*Your fellow office workers (all males) ask you to swap over the empty Aqua Vital mineral water bottle for a full one. They know darn well that you are only one who can lift a heavy 19 liter bottle (weighing in at a good 15 kgs or so) over your head AND aim it properly at the dispenser without spilling a drop! And you thought lugging those sacks of horse feed and emptying them into 44 gallon feed drums didn't have any side benefits???? Ptooey....
*Your S.O. gives you a new pitch fork and a shovel for Christmas and you're thrilled and all your friend (except on E-L) think you're wacky.
*Your truck dies in the coldest part of the winter and you pick up hay in your Hyundai (pony of course)...six bales inside...four on the roof!
*You try to book a seat at the Spanish Riding School BEFORE you buy your airline tickets - because you'd rather change all your other plans before missing that show!
*You know you're a horseperson when your horse thinks she's a dog, your dog thinks she's a cat, your cats think they are people, and you KNOW you were a horse in a former life.
*You are shopping and place the big package between your knees to hold it so you can read the magazine with both hands. (and you know no one will think this is odd because your in a tack store)
*You have *animated* discussions with your pals about how to remove ticks from private parts...
*You are eating lunch out and can continue to eat, not missing a mouthful, and discuss the surgery on a horses leg and all the awful details.
*When you see any large vacant building, like a old walmart or kmart and think what a wonderful indoors arena it would make.
*When you wonder why people look at you funny when you tell them horse manure doesn't smell.
*When the most sincere hugs you give are to your horse.
*your friends and relatives stop asking when you're going to get married, and always ask how the horse is instead
*you pay the board bill before your mortgage
*you pay the farrier before the phone bill
*you spend more time brushing your horse's mane and tail than you'd ever spend on your own hair
*you horse has more kinds of shampoo and conditioner than you have
*you never go away on vacation because you vacation 4x a week when you ride your horse.
*you'll let your trainer yell at you, but will cut off your boss' head if he looks at you funny
*you think they should outlaw air brakes on trucks
*you're mad at the world, have a superior ride on your horse, then go home thinking the world is really a pretty great place.
*Your friends have to move your saddle or horse blanket out of the seat every time they get in your car.
*Your employer understands and allows you to leave early because you have to meet the vet or the farrier.
*When people ask you for your phone number, you start the list of numbers with your stables, then your car phone (for while you are in transit to the barn) and then your home phone number.
*You have to have a cold supper because the kettle is cooking for a bran mash and the pan on the other ring is full of linseed.
*You insist to your SO during a game of Scrabble that "oxer" is, too, a word, even if it ISN'T in the dictionary, and spend a good half-hour poring over horse books to find it in writing. (Not sure he was completely convinced, even after that.)
*as you ride in your car, you evaluate fences and other obstacles for their jumpability. How's the footing on the approach and landing? What line would I take? How difficult does it look? etc., etc.
*you estimate human conception dates based on an 11-month gestation period.
*You drive over potholes and practice sitting the trot while your car shakes over the road
*The sound of a hoof step or a whinny on the TV brings you dashing into the room. There you must stay until they show that horse again, and when they do you quickly analyse its breed, conformation, eye appeal, gender, attitude, level of training, and then decide if you would own it or not.
*Every conversation you ever start, always seems to end up being about horses. eg.
victim: "What about this weather?"
you: "It really has been too cold out lately, although my horses like it" victim: "You have horses?"
you: "Sure I do! I have these two really sweet ones, their names are..."
And then you are in heaven because there is someone new to tell ALL about your horses
*You know your wife is a horse person when... *New horses appear in your pasture unannounced!
*You have to duck around the saddle racks in the garage when you get out of the car!
*You buy a pick up truck because you like them, and she puts a trailer hitch on it! (We don't even have a trailer anymore!)
*Repairing the loft door is a higher priority than replacing the front porch!
*You actually begin to talk 'baby' talk to that new colt, which you don't own YET, in your barn.
*And the number one way to tell your wife is a horse person is...(drumroll)... You find yourself reading rec.equestrian at work and printing copies to take home to the wife!
*You know you're *daughter* is a horse person when she asks if she can wash her saddle pad with her clothes, because she doesn't have a full load and doesn't want her brother's clothes contaminating hers. (Mom will get a laugh out of this one)
*Your instructor and vet are the only non-family on your speed-dial
*You always have new foal pictures in your wallet
*The photo Christmas cards feature the horses
*You have memorized the addresses of your breed association and AHSA
*You're at the post office looking at the Santa and his Reindeer cutouts on the wall, and all you really think about is how all the reindeer are hanging their knees and they better get better form if they're going to continue this jumping thing!
*You find it much easier to buy presents for you horsy friends than your non-horsey ones.
*You hate shopping, but will drive 60 miles to check out a new tack shop.
*Every item on your own list to Santa can be picked up at the tack shop or the grain store!
*You are browsing in a book store. You see a book call Quantum Leap. It takes a second for you to realize it's probably not about Grand Prix jumping especially given that you are looking in the Sci-Fi/Fantasy section.
*You're walking down the main street of your city and you step in a dried up pile of horse biscuits and you think nothing of it for about twenty steps, then it dawns on you and you wonder what a horse was doing downtown.
*you answer and don't think twice about it when someone calls you your horse's name.
*you see a cute guy walking down the street and you say he has a nice "hind end"
*you'll drive an hour in a snowstorm to ride your horse, but God forbid you have to drive 1/2 hour to a friend's house for dinner.
*your friends no longer ask to get together with you on a weekend afternoon because they know you'll say -- "I can't, I have to ride."
*Your husband goes to the doctor with an attack of bursitis and you find yourself telling your friends: The vet says he'll be off for a week....
*you forego paying your phone bill (too expensive) but buy a new pair of breeches.
*Your sole purpose in buying a five pound coffee can is to use as a grain can.

I was going to just post a link, but there were so many repeats and stupid ones, I just copied and pasted the good ones. But these are all soo true!

[TheUpNorthCowgirl]

Hahahaha! I've actually pulled a "horse blanket in the comforter machine!" And you forgot one! You might be a horse person if you've had stitches in your butt because you left a hoof pick in your pocket!

[Rocking Horse]

Girl, you know me too well Those were great.
You did forget the one when my horse refused the jump but I didn't and broke both wrists. I WANTED to finish the course, but the EMT's wouldn't let me They thought I was crazy.
Also, you know your a horse person when your outside eating at a BBQ and just non-chalantly wave the flies off your food....

Karen

[TXCowGrl82]

Man, when I was putting these in, I knew it was long, but I just looked at it and MAN is it long!

[rackingal_01]

That was great... So many are me to a T!

[mestep]

Alot of those were me also!

[WYJumper]

You know you're a hunter/jumper/ct person when: you count how many steps (strides) you take in between the cracks in the sidewalk, the shadows of trees, etc. You also know you're a h/j/ct person if you count strides to the beat of the music in your car and pretend that the telephone poles are the jumps (OK, now I'm showing my compulsive behavior)

Okay, who was spying on me? I also tend to imagine that I am jumping the fences that I see by the highway, over the hedges, through the back yard to the split rail, then soar over the dich etc.

[Lady_MCSE]

*You trade your yuppie mobile for a truck, so you can better accommodate your horses.

Oooh, this one smarts - I REEEEEALLLLY miss my Subaru WRX Wagon, 227hp. The truck sure has power, but the gear ratio just ain't the same.

*you poke your honey in the ribs, saying, "over", in the kitchen.

Gak! Milk outta my nose on this one! Tooo true, and toooo funny!

*You buy about 15 lbs. of carrots a week, but wouldn't eat a carrot if somebody paid you.

Who, me???

*your friends and relatives stop asking when you're going to get married, and always ask how the horse is instead

Ahem, this one hurts more than the loss of the yuppie mobile. I'm debating about cancelling my Match.com subscription in favor of a higher budget on horse treats. I never have time to go on Match anyway . . .


And for some additions

*You don't mind stopping off at the Grocery\Video Rental\Liquor store in your full post-barn aura, complete with sweaty helmet hair, barn stink, and little green and brown chunks left by your boots as you walk around the store.

*When you blow your nose, you check out the contents of the Kleenex, wondering if it's going to be Arena Brown or Alfalfa Green?

[Lady_MCSE]

Thought of a couple more . . .

*You turn up with a sore shoulder, giving it serious thought as you what you could possibly have done to injure it, and an entire week passes before it dawns on you that just maybe it has something to do with the Clydesdale attached to the other end of the lead rope you're holding.

*Your husband or boyfriend longs wistfully for the days when you just borrowed his razor for your legs. Now you steal his beard trimmer for the horse's bridle path.

[version1955]

[quote="Lady_MCSE"]

*You don't mind stopping off at the Grocery\Video Rental\Liquor store in your full post-barn aura, complete with sweaty helmet hair, barn stink, and little green and brown chunks left by your boots as you walk around the store.

There are people that I've befriended at Fleet and the tack shope who I've known for years that have NEVER seen me clean!

I just LOVE those TxCowGrl, Thanks!!!!

[TXCowGrl82]

lady_mcse:

*your friends and relatives stop asking when you're going to get married, and always ask how the horse is instead

I'm only 23, so for now my family is still holding out hope. Although I can see it fading a little everyday.

*When you blow your nose, you check out the contents of the Kleenex, wondering if it's going to be Arena Brown or Alfalfa Green?

Actually, I try to guess before I look.

*you poke your honey in the ribs, saying, "over", in the kitchen.

I don't have a 'honey', but I do have dogs, siblings, and parents...I do this all the time!

*You turn up with a sore shoulder, giving it serious thought as you what you could possibly have done to injure it, and an entire week passes before it dawns on you that just maybe it has something to do with the Clydesdale attached to the other end of the lead rope you're holding.

*Your husband or boyfriend longs wistfully for the days when you just borrowed his razor for your legs. Now you steal his beard trimmer for the horse's bridle path.

I also have done both of these. One time I went through three sets of clippers in a week because I did all the horses bridle paths, ears, muzzles, etc. I think we had 22 or so horses at the time. All the blade went dull and rather than buying new blades, I just kept pulling out new clippers. Why my bf had three sets of clippers to begin with, I'm not sure...


Version1955: Sometimes it makes you want to carry a sign that says "I showered today, I promise!"