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They are in our blood.  They are a part of our heart and soul and backbone.  It doesn't matter if we own a horse or not, or even if we ride or not, because what matters is that we have a love for horses.  All horses, no matter size, breed, gender, temperament ...well maybe temperament! I have a love for horses and I want to share what I know and what I feel with you.  I am on a search for what horses mean to me.  I hope you come along on the ride with me!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Horses Are Our Lives</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982276279029143883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orIqhzyzUVg/UYcgMm2DwEI/AAAAAAAAGvM/GhWrPfYWbzk/s220/Rushcreek%2BBonita%2BCTR%2BApril%2B27%2B2013%2B001%2Bcrop.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>481</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/HorsesAreOurLives" /><feedburner:info uri="horsesareourlives" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8HR386cCp7ImA9WhNbGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755295319011610690.post-8046340820866127857</id><published>2013-01-22T08:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-22T08:10:36.118-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-22T08:10:36.118-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blogging" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Time" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Schedules" /><title>Once Again</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KEW073iLVmY/UP6bjRKOeAI/AAAAAAAAGus/X23vBELsCpU/s1600/Jan+11+2013+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KEW073iLVmY/UP6bjRKOeAI/AAAAAAAAGus/X23vBELsCpU/s320/Jan+11+2013+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Once again, it’s been a long time
since I’ve blogged.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Life gets busy and
when we start to add too many extra things to our schedule, then something has
to go.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With liquidating the store, I
finally added Facebook, and last July and August, I stayed busy adding
inventory to a FB page.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now that
Christmas shopping is over, sales have slowed down. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I hope to find that extra time, that I used to
have, to blog more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And to read.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Winter
is my time to find that extra time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Usually that starts about November, slows down in December and then I
have lots of time in Jan and Feb.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m
behind this year as my free time just started last week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now I need to establish a routine of staying
on track with my time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My
other plans are to start reading and discussing more books on my Horses Are Our
Lives chat, which I just started to do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Join the chat and read and/or discuss the chapters with me or anyone
else who joins in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You don’t need to buy
the books, as I hope that the review and discussion of the books will give you
a good idea of what the book is about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And I hope to find the time to take
more photos.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We finally got a DSLR
camera, and now to read the booklet to figure out how to use it!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe I’ll try to take an online class or
even some classes at the Community College.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Sometimes, I just need to set a
schedule to get things done.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Are you
like that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or are there days that you
just say, “I need to do this, then this, then this before the day is over”? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I know, for me, if I have days like that, or
even a week like that, then I need to get up in the morning and get started
right away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ll set a schedule that
includes reading and typing up and posting a chapter of whatever book that I’m
reading.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then I need to work on my FB
pages, continuing the Clothing Sales (as there isn’t tack left).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I need to promote my Messick Performance and
Endurance Horses, and continue posting photos of the mares, their bloodlines,
and the foals that will be coming early summer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Somewhere in there, I need to take
the time to start yoga again, and follow a DVD tape of both yoga and my horse
exercises.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And continue a work out on
the elliptical and weight machine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I hope I can get this all done in
one day!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe I’ll need to treat myself
like we condition horses.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Once I get in
shape, all I’ll need to do is 2-3 times a week, and one long day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That might make staying on track and keeping
up with my schedule a little easier.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I
just need to do everything every other day!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;By doing that, I’ve cut my work
load in half!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I’ve had
another Thanksgiving meal today, with Jacob and Amber, almost 4 year old Caden,
and 21 month old Tyler.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For
thanksgiving, we were in CO with Sara, Jake, soon to be 4 year old Makenzie and
10 day old Kaytlyn.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today, Kaytlyn is a
month old already!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today, we had a fun
time with her cousins.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today, we had our
Thanksgiving meal here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is a great
reminder that Thanksgiving can be any day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;This is a great reminder that any holiday, or special event, like
birthdays, anniversaries, etc, can be celebrated on any day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Today’s
thoughts are on what we should be thankful for are.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am so thankful for my 4 grandchildren and
their health.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For Makenzie and her
outgoing ways and ambition and energy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;For Caden and his quiet ways of figuring things out and wanting to know
if we can play with him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For Tyler’s laughter,
his soft side, his tenderness, and not wanting his feelings hurt.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And little Kaytlyn, so young, so do we really
know her personality?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But she is so
calm, so peaceful, so content.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She
teaches us a valuable lesson.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am so
thankful for all my family, my children, my SIL and my DIL, and my
grandchildren.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then there
are our horses.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They teach us so
much!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The shake of
their heads.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The stance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The demeanor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;How, and why, they like, and how they don’t like certain horses.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And do you figure out the why?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have on most of the horses, and then there
is always a surprise.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Starlet, the
boss.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Fought with Doc, a gelding who was
gelded as a 12 year old.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They did not
like each other for 3 or 4 years. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Now
this year, they stand close to each other.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;I think still figuring who is the ultimate boss.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Shaggy who
isn’t a threat to any horse and every horse likes him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;From birth to 9 years. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;No one fights with him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Chick who
could be a nasty show mare, but with a calm influence, shows well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But she hates to be separated from her
pasture mates.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And let’s all horses
around her know that!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The quiet
yearlings who turn into monsters when new young horses enter their space.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The old
horses who accept anything, some who move away from nasty horses and some who
put younger horses in their place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And the
young horse who is bossy, pushy, fights with everyone and then meets their match
with an older, mature, confident, mare or gelding, and teaches a valuable
lesson.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;This is most
of my herd.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What is your’s like?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Embrace the
Journey!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And Embrace
your Horse’s Journey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~4/DguI-VablJc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4053764523622488605/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1755295319011610690&amp;postID=4053764523622488605&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/4053764523622488605?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/4053764523622488605?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~3/DguI-VablJc/thankful-for.html" title="Thankful for...." /><author><name>Horses Are Our Lives</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982276279029143883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orIqhzyzUVg/UYcgMm2DwEI/AAAAAAAAGvM/GhWrPfYWbzk/s220/Rushcreek%2BBonita%2BCTR%2BApril%2B27%2B2013%2B001%2Bcrop.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/2012/12/thankful-for.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEDQnw6eSp7ImA9WhNSE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755295319011610690.post-8792000982505163545</id><published>2012-10-27T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-27T19:21:13.211-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-27T19:21:13.211-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Parents" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Death" /><title>My Mom's Sister and Brother</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
We are at an age where all of our aunts and uncles are aging.&lt;/div&gt;
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My Mom's Sibling:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Aunt Ann, Uncle Jr, and my Mom&lt;/div&gt;
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My mom lost her sister a few months ago, &lt;br /&gt;
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then about a month ago, her brother-in-law&amp;nbsp;passed away.&lt;/div&gt;
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This past Wed, her brother passed away.&lt;/div&gt;
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My Uncle Jr was always goofing around, &lt;/div&gt;
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and always laughing.&lt;/div&gt;
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I will miss all of you.&lt;/div&gt;
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And earlier in the week, a cousin posted that it had been 10 years since her father passed away.&amp;nbsp; (This would have been my dad's brother.&amp;nbsp; My dad was 1 of 3 boys, but the first boy was still born).&lt;/div&gt;
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I had to change my weekend plans.&amp;nbsp; I was still having trailer tire problems and decided not to haul 4 hours away for the CTR in Kansas.&amp;nbsp; I just didn't feel like going.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I just need to stay home and think about my aunt and uncle.&amp;nbsp; And what my mom is going through.&amp;nbsp; My mom has some dementia.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure&amp;nbsp;all this sadness is affecting her health.&amp;nbsp; You're in my thoughts and prayers, Mom and Dad, as well as my cousins and their families.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Arabs,&lt;br /&gt;
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Allie&lt;/div&gt;
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I just love her head!&lt;/div&gt;
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Bonita when I first got her,&lt;/div&gt;
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and under saddle.&amp;nbsp; She is so smooth.﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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Shaggy, just love his trot!&amp;nbsp; He is for sale now.&lt;/div&gt;
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Duke&lt;/div&gt;
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Duke is fun to ride.  Fantastic lope!&lt;/div&gt;
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Duke as a 3 year old.&amp;nbsp; I need to get him back to looking like this, but he is 15 now, so we'll see.&lt;/div&gt;
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And Sox, the 12 year old Arab gelding that I bought for the fall trail rides and CTR's.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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I can't wait to do the next to Open CTR's on him.&amp;nbsp; I decided to get him as he is more seasoned than Allie, and I can work on me this yearto go the distance.&amp;nbsp; Allie will be ready next year!&lt;/div&gt;
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I hope you are getting some fall rides in too!&amp;nbsp; The wind isn't blowing as much as the last 2 days, so I should get a few rides in today!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~4/pYyGLzvgHDI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1814222769678582926/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1755295319011610690&amp;postID=1814222769678582926&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/1814222769678582926?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/1814222769678582926?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~3/pYyGLzvgHDI/fall-weather-is-for-riding.html" title="Fall Weather is for Riding" /><author><name>Horses Are Our Lives</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982276279029143883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orIqhzyzUVg/UYcgMm2DwEI/AAAAAAAAGvM/GhWrPfYWbzk/s220/Rushcreek%2BBonita%2BCTR%2BApril%2B27%2B2013%2B001%2Bcrop.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BsN3zYyGOU/T5atlQadkZI/AAAAAAAAGi8/B08OiAckHX0/s72-c/IMG_1745.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/2012/10/fall-weather-is-for-riding.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUHSXk9fCp7ImA9WhJaGEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755295319011610690.post-5078234428887643783</id><published>2012-10-10T09:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-10T09:43:58.764-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-10T09:43:58.764-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memories" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Acceptance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Horses" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Finny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Death" /><title>I Cherish Your Memory</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WF6ROpU3Lkw/Tu6bsegcWEI/AAAAAAAAFgg/5C5qhgE86fw/s1600/Head+shot.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WF6ROpU3Lkw/Tu6bsegcWEI/AAAAAAAAFgg/5C5qhgE86fw/s320/Head+shot.JPG" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I cherish
your memory.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Time has passed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You were so strong, yet so delicate. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;You were my little colt, orphaned at 1 month
to turn into a tall black horse.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What a
pistol as a weanling, yearling, 2 year old.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;So small and so light on your feet that I could almost pull you over on the
lunge line.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So graceful as a 3 and 4 year
old.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So easy to ride.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Your lope was lovely.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I miss you so much.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I cherish the years we had together, even
though so few, yet so meaningful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Over the
past 3 years, the grief has turned into pain, into heartache, into sadness and
guilt and into so many questions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why now?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Why so soon?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Understanding comes
in time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I still don’t understand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I don’t grieve.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am sad and my heart still aches.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I can think of you without crying.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Even though a lump forms in my throat when I
think like this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was able to hang a
picture of you this year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have looked
at photos of you and me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now I think of
what we had and I don’t think so much of what we missed out on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The good memories need to come so this
terrible lump and tears forming in my eyes go away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With time, comes acceptance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have accepted the fact that you are
gone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I just don’t like it though.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes, I catch myself just looking out
into the fields and thinking and remembering.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;I feel you there, even when I’m on a different horse.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.searchquotes.com/quotes/about/Acceptance/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;http://www.searchquotes.com/quotes/about/Acceptance/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;
&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Acceptance,
though a hard thing to do, is an essential thing that helps you to improve in
life. When you accept a friend as such with his plus and minuses, you gain
friendship. When you accept a past deed, you prepare yourself to face the
future, when you accept a situation, you become more comfortable. Acceptance is
the essence of life and if we try to shun away from acceptance, life becomes a
bed of thorns.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;As K C
Theisen said, acceptance is not submission; it is an acknowledgement of the
facts of the situation. It also helps you to decide your future course of
action. Those who accept things that cannot be changed are as wise as grass
that grows in the riverbeds and those who refuse to accept are like trees
there. When a storm blows, the grass accepts and survives but the tree falls to
the power of the wind. Acceptance is an important character that we have to
inculcate in us, to survive successfully in this world.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I will love
you forever.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I will miss you
forever.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Until we can meet at Heaven’s
Bridge and you can carry me home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m
not crying.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I look up to the heavens to
watch you gallop by.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;May 26, 2001
- October 10, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I've ridden 1000 miles this year on my horses!&amp;nbsp; A group of us belong to the &lt;a href="http://distancederby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Distance Derby&lt;/a&gt;, where we are keeping track of our miles and hours.&lt;br /&gt;
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Either in the fields or in the arena or down some trails, I've ridden quite a few different horses this year, but my main mounts were Shaggy and Savannah, starting in Jan.&amp;nbsp; I added Duke and a few rides on Starlet.&amp;nbsp; Then the Arabs, Allie and Bonita, joined the herd, and I put some time on them in May and June.&amp;nbsp; Savannah was sold in June, then by mid-July, it got too hot to ride, even during early mornings.&amp;nbsp; I started riding again last week, and added Sox, an Arab gelding, to the mix.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, I knew I was going to cross the 1000 mark.&amp;nbsp; I made sure I was riding Shaggy!&amp;nbsp; He has been my main mount these last 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm going to miss him when I sell him later in Sept.&amp;nbsp; I need time for the Arabs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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But for now, I'll enjoy the cooler fall days, that are yet to come, and enjoy my rides on Shag in the fields and at the Centered Riding Clinic.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bonita, May, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I haven’t blogged in ages!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;This summer has been busy with horses and riding!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At the end of April, I bought 2 Rushcreek
Arabian mares, to start conditioning for the Fall CTR’s.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;During May, I was riding them, Shaggy and
Duke, and through May and June, tried to bring in 2 4-year olds to be saddled
and lunged.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This didn't happen every
day, but I tried to work everyone a couple of times a week, and ride Shaggy and
Allie and Bonita most of the time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;I
was also riding Savannah, and did sell her in June.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The
first weekend of June, I hosted a Centered Riding Clinic.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Through May-July, I was giving kid’s lessons
when it wasn’t too hot and humid.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Even
at 8-9 am, if I thought it would be too warm for the horses, who are lesson
horses and out of shape, I cancelled lessons.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;We didn’t have many July lessons, due to the extremely hot days. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I found myself inside sooner and sooner.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At least, I’m catching up on house things…
some cleaning, paperwork, putting things away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Why is it that I look at my dresser, and it keeps collecting “things”
and I never get that cleaned off!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I need
to put a box under my bed to put that stuff in to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Time to take on a project! &amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For a few year, a different room was painted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;About 4 or 5 years ago, I finally took out 70’s
kitchen cupboards and had the whole kitchen re-done, with new paint in the kitchen
and eating area. Along with that major project, the tile guy finished our
master bathroom tile.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is a tiny
bathroom, just big enough for shower, toilet and sink, and it had been tore up
for a year!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Once we watched and saw how
the tiling got done, we had the toilet and sink and vanity in within days!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Those 2 projects lasted my “let’s get
something done” for a few years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;But a few years later,
the downstairs basement family room got new carpeting, as grandbabies were
first starting to crawl.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The next year,
the living room got new floors, and since we were down to the wood subflooring,
the family room, which was directly under the upstairs living room, got some
extra ceiling lights!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That room used to
be so dark and 6 new lights sure made a difference.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Last year, the main bathroom was done by
hubby and me. The 80’s wall paper, and underneath it the edges of the 70’s
flower power wallpaper, was replaced by tile. We put in a very small jet tub
that would fit and tiled the tub shower area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;And I was very pleased by how it looks!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Love it and my horsey home décor items!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;This year, I turned to the office/exercise area. Not much
exercising is getting done, but it needed organized.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hubby has taken over some of the area
too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This room used to be the boy’s
bedroom and was a great room for exercise equipment, but is too small for that
and 2 office spaces. But I’m trying to make it all fit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;But getting back to “summer has been busy” made me think about
projects.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;August is usually about when I
start a new project, because it’s too hot to be outside.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;July ended up being that month!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I still rode early mornings, but not even
every week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hubby and I did go home the
first week of July to visit parents in PA.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;I did ride the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; week of July, and the horses were riding
great after 9 days off.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But then the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;
week of July, horses and I shut down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;They were hot and sticky, I was hot and sticky because they weren’t
riding easy, so I decided if I had to work at riding, everyone was going to
have a break!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then my major project
started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I am, and have been, liquidating my tack store inventory for
the last 2 years, since closing my store March, 2010.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have been selling items in vendor booths at
a few horse events, and reopened during the Christmas season the last few
years.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I had discounted my prices and
offered sales at 50-60% off.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Up until
now, I had refused to offer more discount and lose money.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I felt it was time to do just that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I decided to sell items at 50-75% off online
through&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Messick-Tack-Feed/223236051074762"&gt;Messick Tack &amp;amp; Feed&amp;nbsp;Facebook Page&lt;/a&gt;. By the end of the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; week of July, I had
tables lining my basement walls, and laid out all my inventory.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My clothing racks were already against 2 walls,
with hanging clothes on them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So I
really only had to organize the T-shirts, books, caps, jewelry, kids item,
Christmas cards and Breyer ornaments, Home Décor, and jeans.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The few items I had in storage in the barn,
like cinches, grooming supples, first aid supplies, and a little bit of tack,
and supplements were laid out on racks and tables in a room of the barn.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was ready to see what I could sell.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And stay out of the heat on those 100+ days.&amp;nbsp; Check out the sales under the Photo Section!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Wow, the sale on the FB took off!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The minute I started posting photos of what
the rooms looked like, I had messages as to what I had for sale and at what
price.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I realized I needed to take close
ups of each area, list the items, and put info and sale prices under each photo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Easy to do, but time consuming.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For the last 3 weeks, that is what I have
been doing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Each day, or every 2 days, I
tried to post new photos with prices.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;The past 2 weeks, I took individual photos of all the jewelry, tank tops
and t-shirts I had, and posted them with sizes and prices.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Montana Jewelry sold out within a day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Trying to keep up with messages and orders
made for some long days.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But this is
good news.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I see the piles slowly going
down, yet I have a good selection of everything.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t have all sizes in everything, but if
not in one style, I have it in another style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I’m looking at the whole picture now, from start of the tack
store 8 years ago, until today. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;And
before that, I had feed sales.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Profit is
still there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If the use of social media
would have been greater 4 years ago, or if I would have started using FB more,
4 years ago, (I’m not sure when FB started), I may not have closed the store.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know I should have liquidated more items
every Jan and Feb, when sales are at a slump after Christmas.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I should have offered more items at 60-75%
off, just to move them, and make room for new items.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Hindsight is wonderful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Along with that, comes knowledge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;I’m a better businesswoman now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Even if my business is turning another corner.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve learned quite a few things from having
the tack store.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure I’ll deal
with customers any differently, but I can understand customers better.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve worked hard at helping customers find
what they need and not what I could sell them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;I have always held that honesty and integrity and truthfulness is a
must.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I’ve been so busy, and have had very little free time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think within another week, I’ll be caught
up on taking and posting photos, and then I’ll have some extra time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I want to get back to blogging and posting
informative articles and tips on my &lt;a href="http://sports.groups.yahoo.com/group/horsesareourlives/"&gt;Horses Are Our Lives chat group&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I need to get back to working all these
horses since we are having cooler mornings.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;I want to get back to reading all these books I have and talking about
them. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;And I need to getting back to
taking more photos to post on &lt;a href="http://sundaystills.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sunday Stills&lt;/a&gt;, which I haven’t done all
summer!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure when I posted there
last.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I miss it!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I miss that interaction.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I did check FB this morning, and realized that I couldn’t
take the whole day off.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If I hadn’t
answered some messages, tomorrow afternoon would have been terribly busy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I organized some piles of product that people
were wanting and I can start invoicing more orders. This is after invoicing a
large amount of orders last week, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then I sat down to blog!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;It’s amazing when you finally sit down, and do nothing, how slow time goes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m liking this. And I might just do this
every Sunday afternoon from now on… when I’m not riding.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Those projects and chores will wait and be
there tomorrow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Time to grab a cup of coffee, lay my head back
on this lounge chair, listen to the wind and the birds, and watch my horses in
their lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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May and June, I've been busy riding and giving lessons.&amp;nbsp; I could ride the cooler mornings.&lt;br /&gt;
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During July, I think we had the hottest July on record.&amp;nbsp; Hubby and I went home to visit parents the first week of July.&amp;nbsp; When I got home, the horse rode great.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But the next week, hotter than ever,&amp;nbsp;the horses were just not cooperating.&amp;nbsp; They were hot and tired too!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I decided to set out all the Tack Store inventory and offer a 75% off Sale.&lt;br /&gt;
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If I ever dig out of the sales that accumulated this last week, I'll post more photos and I'll start to let you know what the next stage of Messick Quarter Horses will be, as well as the Arabian&amp;nbsp;part.&lt;br /&gt;
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I highly recommend stretching before you ride. There are a lot of good books and exercises to do while riding also! Start to incorporate a few exercises into each day's ride.&lt;br /&gt;
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Equestrian sports and exercise. It would seem if you rode a horse, actively... posting, 2 pointing,etc, your legs would be in shape. I have a 10 session Groupon at Cross Fit that I started using yesterday.... oh, I'm feeling the thigh muscles today. The key is to get in shape, then stay in shape! I wonder if I'll do these warm up exercises daily, as its obvious that I need to!&amp;nbsp; Just the few minutes of lunging (and I think of lunging a horse when I say this, but it's not... leg lunges), 2 days in a row, and my thighs know it.&amp;nbsp; I think it will be easy to keep this going... If I remember all the variations.&lt;br /&gt;
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One thing I will always try to remember is to lunge, with say your right foot forward, and turn your body one way, then lunge again with the other leg and your left foot forward, aand turn your body the same way as the first time.&amp;nbsp; With each motion that you do with your body, you are to do it twice, on each stretched leg.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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That's what I have learned the last 2 days... that and to wear longer gym shorts, maybe capri length, as now my thighs have a rash from the mats!&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, I did squats, situps, pushups and pull ups with the rings.&amp;nbsp; No rash this morning, but a rash has developed after I came in from outside.&amp;nbsp; I'm not on any meds, so no allergic reaction to the sun.&amp;nbsp; I've put cortisone cream on the rash so hopefully better tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday's exercises were the leg lunges, about 10 different types, then 40 squats, 30 situps, 20 push ups (which just about did me in) 10 pull ups and 500 meters on the rower.&amp;nbsp; I did this in 9 min 59 sec.&amp;nbsp; I was sweating, but I did go at noon yesterday, and no air conditoning at that gym!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today was same leg lunges, then work with the kettle ball.&amp;nbsp; I was to swing the kettle ball from between my legs to up and just over my head (I never quite took it that far!)&amp;nbsp; I was to do 10 groups, and in between groups, i was to run/jog a short distance.&amp;nbsp; Starting with 10 kettleball thrusts, each group had 1 less kettle ball thrust until I was down to 1.&amp;nbsp; I did this in just 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope my legs survive the next 2 days, then I'm off Fri-Sun from the gym!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~4/8r9qV1HeVm8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4593509628509271583/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1755295319011610690&amp;postID=4593509628509271583&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/4593509628509271583?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/4593509628509271583?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~3/8r9qV1HeVm8/stretching-and-exercising.html" title="Stretching and Exercising" /><author><name>Horses Are Our Lives</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982276279029143883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orIqhzyzUVg/UYcgMm2DwEI/AAAAAAAAGvM/GhWrPfYWbzk/s220/Rushcreek%2BBonita%2BCTR%2BApril%2B27%2B2013%2B001%2Bcrop.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zuFRjVwDcu8/T-DpXnr7ZZI/AAAAAAAAGqw/53EF2MgWA54/s72-c/IMG_1879.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/2012/06/stretching-and-exercising.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcHQ3o9eip7ImA9WhVaF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755295319011610690.post-2897120873875812424</id><published>2012-06-14T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-14T22:47:12.462-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-14T22:47:12.462-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Patience" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bonita" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Allie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shaggy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Duster" /><title>Patience</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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Allie﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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Once, about 10 years ago, I asked God for patience.  I'll never forget this.  I went to work for a grade school, helping a child that has behavioral problems.  I'm back to working with horses.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then God gave me many horses to work with, some young and some older.&amp;nbsp; Now he brought me Arabs.&amp;nbsp; And I'm loving them.&amp;nbsp; To me, they are not any different than working with a sensitive Quarter Horse.&lt;br /&gt;
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The horses are tied in the barn for a short time&amp;nbsp;to help with patience.&amp;nbsp; Learn to stand still.&amp;nbsp; Learn to stand still when your buddy leaves.&amp;nbsp; Learn to stand still when you are alone.&amp;nbsp; Learn to stand still when other horses come into the barn or leave.&lt;br /&gt;
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Shaggy just gets to eat!&amp;nbsp; So he thinks.&amp;nbsp; He got to work on his patience today too.&amp;nbsp; He stands tied all the time, until he has to wait on some other horse coming and going.&amp;nbsp; He had a patience training time today.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;One chapter just closed tonight.&amp;nbsp; I just sold Savannah, my TWH, that I bought to do CTR's after Finny died almost 3 years ago.&amp;nbsp; The people got along great with her! She even wanted to keep going up to the man.&amp;nbsp; He really, really liked her!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Like hubby said, "she wasn't the horse for you."&amp;nbsp; Finny was, and still is, a hard horse to replace.&amp;nbsp; Shaggy and Duke, as well as Starlet and Duster, AND the yearlings, and Chick, all have a place in my heart.&amp;nbsp; The Arabs, Allie and Bonita, are filling a void.&amp;nbsp; Allie is beginning the next chapter.&amp;nbsp; As well as Shag, and Duke, and Duster, and...&lt;br /&gt;
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Every time a horse leaves, for any reason, it is sad. But there is a reason for everything, I do truly believe!&amp;nbsp; My belief is the only thing that kept me going after Finny died.&amp;nbsp; I still have a gulp in my throat just writing this.&amp;nbsp; I believe there is a purpose. I'm still waiting on God's timing on the "why" for Finny dying.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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That's a whole different chapter, and for now, I have to close a different chapter.&amp;nbsp; Savannah went home to a couple who just love her!&amp;nbsp; That is so neat!&amp;nbsp; The day started with her just riding well!&amp;nbsp; I rode her in the indoor arena to show them what she can do, gait, sidepass, pivot, forhand turn.&amp;nbsp; Then I took her outside.&amp;nbsp; She was perfect.&amp;nbsp; She never startled at anything!&amp;nbsp; Katie came out with her horse to show the difference with having a horse around, and there was no difference.&amp;nbsp; Katie took her horse back inside, and brought Shaggy out for me.&amp;nbsp; I rode Shaggy in a halter and leadrope and he did great.&amp;nbsp; I trotted him beside a beautifully gaiting horse.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I am still astonished about how well Savannah did for this couple.&amp;nbsp; It was meant to be!&lt;br /&gt;
Until it came to loading her tonight! She did not want to go into their 2 horse trailer, so we delivered her.&amp;nbsp; She thought she was in heaven, in a shavings-bedded stall, with a stall buddy next to her.&amp;nbsp; It may take a few days for the horse to buddy with her though.&amp;nbsp; He was striking the stall at her.&amp;nbsp; She basically ignored him!&lt;br /&gt;
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I will help Cliff with anything he needs help with.&amp;nbsp; He rode her so well when he came back to ride her.&amp;nbsp; I am excited that she is going to someone who loves her movement, her looks, her attitude.&amp;nbsp; I am excited that he found the horse to take the place in his heart that he lost a month ago...to colic also.&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe this is God's plan.&amp;nbsp; Finny left so Savannah came.&amp;nbsp; I found the person who needed a horse to love because he had lost his first horse love.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hard lessons.&amp;nbsp; Harder yet to deal with a horse leaving us, and leaving a hole in our hearts.&amp;nbsp; Cliff was hurting and Savannah filled his hurt.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe Finny left to help Cliff find another horse???&lt;br /&gt;
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I need to think this way as it makes a reason for why Finny left me at such a young age.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;On Shaggy at the &lt;a href="http://www.horsetrailriders.com/2012/05/friday-after-mothers-day-ride.html"&gt;FAMDR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Wow, it's been 2 weeks since I blogged!&amp;nbsp; With the nice weather, I'm outside more.&amp;nbsp; Conditioning 2 horses on longer miles plus spending time with 3-5 other horses takes up my day, along with paperwork and trying to post clearanced tack store&amp;nbsp;inventory on facebook, which I haven't done much of that the last few weeks either!&amp;nbsp; I'll blame the weather!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Views at &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/TurkeyCreekRanchNE"&gt;Turkey Creek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This month has been a busy horsey month.&amp;nbsp; The first weekend, I went to &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/TurkeyCreekRanchNE"&gt;Turkey Creek, Newcastle&lt;/a&gt;, NE to help judge a &lt;a href="http://www.actha.us/home"&gt;ACTHA&lt;/a&gt; ride.&amp;nbsp; A friend car and trailer pooled with me.&amp;nbsp; We both took our gaited horses and we were able to ride Friday evening after settling in, and Sat and Sun afternoons after judging.&amp;nbsp; We put on about 23 miles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Covered pavilion at Turkey Creek&lt;/div&gt;
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The next weekend was the &lt;a href="http://www.nectra.info/"&gt;NECTRA&lt;/a&gt; clinic, which I'll post what I remember doing.&amp;nbsp; Now, memory has to kick in! NECTRA is the Nebraska Competitive Trail Ride Associaiton, a&amp;nbsp;division of &lt;a href="http://www.natrc.org/"&gt;NATRC&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.natrc.org/"&gt;North American Trail Ride Conference&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://distancederby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Distance Derby Riders&lt;/a&gt; at the FAMDR&lt;/div&gt;
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Last weekend started on Friday with the &lt;a href="http://www.horsetrailriders.com/2012/05/friday-after-mothers-day-ride.html"&gt;FAMDR, the Friday After Mother's Day Ride&lt;/a&gt;, which Tammy, horsetrailriders.com, organizes.&amp;nbsp; I think there were over 100 riders, mostly women.&amp;nbsp; A few guys ride along as safety riders, but I think they come to enjoy the ride also.&amp;nbsp; We rode a 14 mile roundtrip stretch on a great trail from Valparaiso to Loma, NE.&lt;br /&gt;
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This past Saturday a training horse went home.&amp;nbsp; I showed the owner what the horse was acting like walking around the barns, standing tied, being in the arena by himself.&amp;nbsp; She had brought her other horse, so we went to Branched Oak Lake, which is about 25 minutes from me, to ride the trails.&amp;nbsp; The training horse rode great.&amp;nbsp; He is a 9 year old part Arab, part Paint, and it is just his personality to be a little high strung when he is by himself.&amp;nbsp; The owner had ponied him as a youngster and worked him a lot, but he just remained goosey at things.&amp;nbsp; I hope the consistent month has made him calmer for her!&lt;br /&gt;
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We had some rain Sat evening and night, but even though it dried up on Sun afternoon, hubby and I relaxed some.&amp;nbsp; We cleaned up some paperwork in the office, froze some of the strawberries that we had picked, and went to a gun show.&amp;nbsp; Well, he went in to the gun show while I did some internet work.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, I've been posting more on my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/groups/410149878998726/"&gt;Messick&amp;nbsp;Quarter Horse Facebook page&lt;/a&gt;, about the lessons and events I'm doing.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to get back to posting more updates here!&amp;nbsp; I have a &lt;a href="http://www.centeredriding.org/"&gt;Centered Riding&lt;/a&gt; clinic here in another week and excited about that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My level 3 instructor is coming and I have 10 riders!&lt;br /&gt;
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I've been spending a lot of time riding and enjoying the 2 new Arabs, Allie and Bonita.&amp;nbsp; Bonita has the sweetest lope.&amp;nbsp; Allie is starting to pick up speed at the trot and I think she is going to have a ground eating extended trot!&lt;br /&gt;
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The review of the &lt;a href="http://www.nectra.info/"&gt;NECTRA&lt;/a&gt; Open Clinic was:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Open Obstacles at CTR Clinic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Clinician Cheri Jeffcoat, Past Open Rider&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;ON GROUND:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;First, we came into the arena without horses to have a
question and answer session.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Cheri gave
her advice on what she would do at obstacles, preparing for obstacles,
nutrition, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then we came into the arena with only halters and lead ropes
on the horses.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Cheri wanted us to rub
the horses all over to get them to relax.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;A lot of what she said to do during this clinic will transfer to when
you ride them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The 10-15 minutes that we
took to rub our horses set us up to have a more relaxing training time with
them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We walked with the horse, stopping, and we waited until the
horse stopped.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We worked on leading and
stopping from both sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We were to back the horse, without turning around.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Stop, walk backwards and have horse
back.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We worked on both sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We were to walk the horse 1 step at a time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This sets the horse up to take just 1 step
when it is needed on the trail.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We walked over logs, stopping with front feet over 1 log,
counting to 5, walk on. We were to lift the horses head and front end by
lifting up on the lead rope. This will help the horse to lift his/her feet and
not hit the logs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We worked on having the horse do forehand turns by moving
hip both directions, working from both sides.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;We did the same with having the horse do pivots, working both sides to
move the shoulder.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And we worked on
having the horse side pass, working both sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;ON HORSE:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Now, my memory has to kick in, but I think we did a mixture
of walking and stopping, walking 1 step at a time, and stopping and waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We walked and trotted over logs, lifting the horse’s head up
as we go over the legs, to help the horse to lift his/her feet. We walked over
the first 1 or 2 logs, then stopped and waited over the 3&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;
log.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;While trotting over logs, we were to be in a 2-point seat
position as if we were going uphill.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Our
lower legs were to be solid on the horse.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;We were to hold with our thigh so our lower legs wouldn’t move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I can’t remember if we practiced the pivots, forehand turns
and sidepass while mounted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We did drag a line that was attached to about a dozen
plastic jugs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My horse wanted to see
what others were dragging, but he didn’t like to drag it, as he went sideways.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We worked on straddling a log by the length of the log,
which the horses wanted to step over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We worked on opening and closing the gate, by asking the
horse to back through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tonight was one of those nights that I just wanted some quiet time with a horse.&amp;nbsp; Tonight, I had that quiet time with 2 horses.&lt;br /&gt;
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Earlier, I rode a training horse and Duke.&amp;nbsp; I finished chores, then I went to spend time with Allie and Bonita.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It's amazing how what you thought would happen, doesn't.&amp;nbsp; And then more amazing is when something better happens.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've saddled, lunged and rode Allie a few more times than Bonita, just because she is a little bigger, and I thought was a little bullier, so any extra time I had went to her.&amp;nbsp; Today was no different, as I started with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm trying to get this "natural" horsemanship feeling brought into my training program.&amp;nbsp; "Feel" is what I've always tried to teach.&amp;nbsp; Now, because of Centered Riding and a few other things that I'm trying to learn, I take the time to really watch the reaction, and wait on the reaction, of my horses.&lt;br /&gt;
The first time I cinched up Allie, and I always cinch up slowly, she turned her head to nip.&amp;nbsp; Hmmm. Day 1 home.&amp;nbsp; We need to learn more about each other. Let's take the time to desensitize you more.&amp;nbsp; Next time, I'll spend more time rubbing her, like Lyle did when he showed her to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Today, she was fine.&amp;nbsp; She just stood there as I saddled her.&amp;nbsp; I moved her hindquarters both directions, and every time I moved, she turned to face me, moving and crossing over with her hindquarters.&amp;nbsp; I took her off the leadline, and asked her to move around with the saddle on.&amp;nbsp; All she wanted to do was to turn and come back to me.&amp;nbsp; Ears forward, watching me, walking with me.&amp;nbsp; I think my stubborn filly has bonded with me.&amp;nbsp; A pleasant surprise.&amp;nbsp; And I'm liking her even more.&lt;br /&gt;
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I brought her by the platform to mount, and she stands quietly.&amp;nbsp; I ask her to walk off.&amp;nbsp; I've decided to talk to her as I ride her, asking her what she needs me to do, telling her what we are doing, and asking her what she will teach me.&amp;nbsp; I forget about talking as much as we trot off, both directions, sitting and posting the trot, and riding in 2 point, which I will do a lot during competitions.&amp;nbsp; We only ride for a mile, but that was long enough.&amp;nbsp; I dismount, and I ask her to follow me over the platform.&amp;nbsp; She hesitates slightly but slowly extends one foot, then the other, and then walks towards me, where I stand on the other side.&amp;nbsp; Ears perked, coming willingly.&amp;nbsp; I turn her to walk over the platform from the other direction.&amp;nbsp; She hesitates slightly, then walks to me.&amp;nbsp; What a wonderful feeling.&lt;br /&gt;
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I leave Allie in the arena when I open the gate to bring Bonita in.&amp;nbsp; Bonita was the quiet one, so light to ride.&amp;nbsp; She seems a little grumpy tonight (and I hesitaite to put human emotions to a horse, because it's not the same.&amp;nbsp; But something is a little different with her).&amp;nbsp; I rub her a little, but didn't ask her to move her hindquarters before I saddle.&amp;nbsp; She just doesn't seem as quiet as I saddle, and I make sure to ask her to move her hindquarters after I saddle.&amp;nbsp; Still not quite right, I took her off the line and ask her to move away as I free lunge her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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She went off willingly, and wanted to crow hop a little as she went in to a little canter.&amp;nbsp; As I sent her away from me, Allie went with her.&amp;nbsp; Bonita loped off but Allie came back to me.&amp;nbsp; At one point, Allie came trotting up faster than I think she needed to, and as I put up a hand, she stopped right in front of me, actually in front of my raised hand, and I rubbed her forhead.&amp;nbsp; What a good girl.&amp;nbsp; She wants to be with me!&amp;nbsp; That is a good feeling!&lt;br /&gt;
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Bonita, on the other hand, has decided to stay away.&amp;nbsp; Stopping by not turning towards me.&amp;nbsp; So I keep sending her away, until she turns to me.&amp;nbsp; It was funny to send her away, or turn away from her, and Allie is right behind me, so I rub her between her eyes, and turn back to Bonita.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bonita has decided to turn towards me, and I walk to her, rub her between the eyes, and walk away.&amp;nbsp; She follows.&amp;nbsp; I attach the lead and ask her to move her hindquarters both directions.&amp;nbsp; She does.&amp;nbsp; Time to ride.&lt;br /&gt;
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She is light and responsive, and moving out.&amp;nbsp; I had to tell her we were done, as she would keep trotting and going.&lt;br /&gt;
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I also ask her to come over the platform.&amp;nbsp; She hesitates a little also, but comes. &lt;br /&gt;
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I told Tom that I think this is different from Quarter Horses. If the QH didn't want to do this, they would pull back and argue, and you would need to spend time teaching them and showing them that this is ok.&amp;nbsp; These 2 arab mares hesitated, I relaxed but held the rein with a give and take, and they walked right over.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm enjoying these 2 girls.&amp;nbsp; They are going to teach me my next stage of horsemanship.&amp;nbsp; That is one of finesse.&amp;nbsp; They along with Shaggy, and Savannah, and Duke, and Duster, and Honey, and Dove and Fawn.&amp;nbsp; And I'll fine tune everything with Starlet, who I know so well.&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess that means all horses will teach you something, no matter what their age is and no matter where you are at in your journey.&lt;br /&gt;
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Riding done.&amp;nbsp; Chores done.&amp;nbsp; Time to sit outside with a cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;
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And while I was on the lounge chair, drinking my coffee, I heard the doves, which I love.&amp;nbsp; The cooler temps were refreshing, almost a little chilly.&lt;br /&gt;
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I looked around, seeing all the new flowers that are blooming.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;The rose bush that was ablaze with blooms.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hostas are loving the wet weather.&lt;br /&gt;
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The perennials are loving this weather!&lt;br /&gt;
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6 year old Allie&lt;/div&gt;
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5 year old Bonita﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm excited to start my open CTR and endurance rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~4/IEwzocHx5V0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6034542094264871498/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1755295319011610690&amp;postID=6034542094264871498&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/6034542094264871498?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/6034542094264871498?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~3/IEwzocHx5V0/my-2-rushcreek-arabians.html" title="My 2 Rushcreek Arabians" /><author><name>Horses Are Our Lives</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982276279029143883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orIqhzyzUVg/UYcgMm2DwEI/AAAAAAAAGvM/GhWrPfYWbzk/s220/Rushcreek%2BBonita%2BCTR%2BApril%2B27%2B2013%2B001%2Bcrop.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IG3eDPNxLSg/T5as7yVEU7I/AAAAAAAAGis/2x6J1K9cg2E/s72-c/Brenda+with+Allie+and+Bonita.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/2012/04/my-2-rushcreek-arabians.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8HQXs6cCp7ImA9WhVXF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755295319011610690.post-6153598290543575213</id><published>2012-04-18T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-18T13:47:10.518-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-18T13:47:10.518-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tyler" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Birthday" /><title>Tyler's 1st Birthday Party</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler's 1st Birthday Party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wTQ7lXS5XYE/T48AMmYoOlI/AAAAAAAAGgM/yvetOuifmSU/s1600/IMG_1686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wTQ7lXS5XYE/T48AMmYoOlI/AAAAAAAAGgM/yvetOuifmSU/s400/IMG_1686.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has a train cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UQIM6YSMZEE/T48Aiklq80I/AAAAAAAAGgU/2bMK8yw2-Co/s1600/IMG_1637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UQIM6YSMZEE/T48Aiklq80I/AAAAAAAAGgU/2bMK8yw2-Co/s400/IMG_1637.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with his own engine cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RctYCEOESnI/T48AuWkq6DI/AAAAAAAAGgc/CgDSXHC-BuE/s1600/IMG_1636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RctYCEOESnI/T48AuWkq6DI/AAAAAAAAGgc/CgDSXHC-BuE/s400/IMG_1636.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tyler is standing when holding on to something, but not quite walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaQYPSHvVrE/T48A6mJzjzI/AAAAAAAAGgk/mJwurCLPGVg/s1600/IMG_1641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaQYPSHvVrE/T48A6mJzjzI/AAAAAAAAGgk/mJwurCLPGVg/s400/IMG_1641.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Brother Caden gets to help open presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hOFzak7bbs/T48BHyRRvUI/AAAAAAAAGgs/Qaj10owExF4/s1600/IMG_1648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hOFzak7bbs/T48BHyRRvUI/AAAAAAAAGgs/Qaj10owExF4/s400/IMG_1648.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler likes his ball!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-fRWF_9gGk/T48BVigoPvI/AAAAAAAAGg0/lekLCNUwFm8/s1600/IMG_1649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-fRWF_9gGk/T48BVigoPvI/AAAAAAAAGg0/lekLCNUwFm8/s400/IMG_1649.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the younger cousins enjoy playing with the toys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87cOzwFe3xA/T48GD2E3s-I/AAAAAAAAGhc/CZjKJcc1dCY/s1600/IMG_1658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-87cOzwFe3xA/T48GD2E3s-I/AAAAAAAAGhc/CZjKJcc1dCY/s400/IMG_1658.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The cousins are watching&amp;nbsp; Tyler with his presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7qIsQyC9C3Y/T48GRSG4fiI/AAAAAAAAGhk/ibWKqjR2NhI/s1600/IMG_1659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7qIsQyC9C3Y/T48GRSG4fiI/AAAAAAAAGhk/ibWKqjR2NhI/s320/IMG_1659.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"What do you think, Uncle Micah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4jiul0C5XE/T48E4CgSC5I/AAAAAAAAGg8/YE3YTTQtfVQ/s1600/IMG_1663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4jiul0C5XE/T48E4CgSC5I/AAAAAAAAGg8/YE3YTTQtfVQ/s400/IMG_1663.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like the balls the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCrfndZ70zg/T48FGSfdr7I/AAAAAAAAGhE/22uCLaGnxHE/s1600/IMG_1664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCrfndZ70zg/T48FGSfdr7I/AAAAAAAAGhE/22uCLaGnxHE/s400/IMG_1664.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Time for family photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U4YCtb71mMI/T48FUVDjhhI/AAAAAAAAGhM/g6iBN1-e2hg/s1600/IMG_1667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U4YCtb71mMI/T48FUVDjhhI/AAAAAAAAGhM/g6iBN1-e2hg/s400/IMG_1667.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Time to blow out the candle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZi71Lqk9T4/T48FhRuecXI/AAAAAAAAGhU/ynU3W9sFfu8/s1600/IMG_1672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZi71Lqk9T4/T48FhRuecXI/AAAAAAAAGhU/ynU3W9sFfu8/s400/IMG_1672.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&amp;nbsp;Do you mean I can eat this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxUkZan9X-I/T48HUg9t-xI/AAAAAAAAGhs/ru_IdyjH5ig/s1600/IMG_1674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxUkZan9X-I/T48HUg9t-xI/AAAAAAAAGhs/ru_IdyjH5ig/s320/IMG_1674.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;This looks yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3nzpC7YzHyk/T48HiN0n_lI/AAAAAAAAGh0/gK3YzPwtc2s/s1600/IMG_1675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3nzpC7YzHyk/T48HiN0n_lI/AAAAAAAAGh0/gK3YzPwtc2s/s400/IMG_1675.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Are you sure I can eat this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cB6H0w7hVGk/T48HwDpNQZI/AAAAAAAAGh8/0wJx5a99Lmk/s1600/IMG_1676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cB6H0w7hVGk/T48HwDpNQZI/AAAAAAAAGh8/0wJx5a99Lmk/s400/IMG_1676.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm having so much fun!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KYbFozhfjA/T48H_Jrew1I/AAAAAAAAGiE/Wf1CAMC3YNY/s1600/IMG_1678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KYbFozhfjA/T48H_Jrew1I/AAAAAAAAGiE/Wf1CAMC3YNY/s400/IMG_1678.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Peek a Boo or ham-ing it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lRNp8CnYKVw/T48IMaT2xXI/AAAAAAAAGiM/WqNyhuBHhM4/s1600/IMG_1680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lRNp8CnYKVw/T48IMaT2xXI/AAAAAAAAGiM/WqNyhuBHhM4/s400/IMG_1680.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I'm getting full!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDj9eNaMeBY/T48IaB_DTVI/AAAAAAAAGiU/k1m37PH63og/s1600/IMG_1681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDj9eNaMeBY/T48IaB_DTVI/AAAAAAAAGiU/k1m37PH63og/s400/IMG_1681.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"ok, I'm done."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4EaJISBkqc/T48IozGseuI/AAAAAAAAGic/8Vqwd0yj5wY/s1600/IMG_1682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4EaJISBkqc/T48IozGseuI/AAAAAAAAGic/8Vqwd0yj5wY/s400/IMG_1682.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I only got a little cake on my face!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Tyler!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you, bunches and bunches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Pop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Sara and Makenzie wanted to get Chick out to ride.&amp;nbsp; Caden spent the night, so he wanted to ride, too!&amp;nbsp; This would be the first time that Caden would actually ride, not just sit on the horse!&amp;nbsp; He was excited to help groom and saddle!&amp;nbsp; (Thank you, Traci, for having him brush Bob!)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;They are waiting at the railing with Pop!&lt;br /&gt;
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Sara warmed up Chick. (Oops, we forgot to bring her helmet out!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Caden has his first long ride!&amp;nbsp; He even trotted and loped a little!&lt;br /&gt;
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Makenzie wasn't happy waiting, but I told her that it was Caden's very first ride and she gets to ride all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Caden was all smiles!&amp;nbsp; He ia already a naturally relaxed rider!&lt;br /&gt;
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Makenzie is riding too!&lt;br /&gt;
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Makenzie even rode Chick by herself and rode in circles. Quite a horse woman at 3 years old!&lt;br /&gt;
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Grandma just had to get on Chick with Makenzie for 1 picture!&amp;nbsp; (Sorry I didn't have my helmet!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Caden picked out Easter Bunny ears for himself and Makenzie.&amp;nbsp; The grown ups laughed but the kids thought they were fun!&lt;br /&gt;
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Tyler gets to try on both of them!&lt;br /&gt;
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The kids love playing in the yard!&lt;br /&gt;
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and "baby Tyler" just smiles and keeps on crawling to the next toy!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"&gt;I am&amp;nbsp;starting to review and practice the Centered Riding Book 1 Exercises, one exercise&lt;br /&gt;
or group of exercises a week.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"&gt;Chapter 1: Introducing Centered Riding,&amp;nbsp;where Sally Swift talked about herself.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Chapter 2 Exercises:&amp;nbsp; Pretend you are a horse.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The rider gets down on all fours and has someone&lt;br /&gt;
rub, squeeze or massage your back as you stand and walk.&amp;nbsp; How do you think the horse feels?&lt;br /&gt;
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Chapter 3 was a review of the Four Basics, Eyes, Breathing, Centering and&lt;br /&gt;
Building Blocks and a few exercises of each basic.  More on that tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Chapter 4 Exercises:  Learning and the Brain. &amp;nbsp;Use your hard eyes and left brain to think through the exercise/pattern/what to do and use Soft Eyes and right brain to feel the ride.&amp;nbsp; Learn to ride with one brain then the other brain. Don't dwell on one problem.&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; Your body will respond will less effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Chapter 5 Anatomy Exercises.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Find the hip joint by lifting your knee up and down while searching for the&lt;br /&gt;
bend with your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;
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*** You can rotate the thigh using a lot of muscle and tension OR you can use&lt;br /&gt;
soft eyes, play the internal videotape and see the greater trochanter move&lt;br /&gt;
"forward" through the muscles. Use SOFT EYES and see the motion inwardly.&lt;br /&gt;
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I find that anytime I ride, I exercise the hip joint! This helps me to be more&lt;br /&gt;
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I start out by doing simple leg exercises, just rotate the ankle and lift it up&lt;br /&gt;
an down. Swing my lower leg up and down at the knee. March in place starts to&lt;br /&gt;
relax the hip joint. Then I swing the leg, back and forth, from the hip, and&lt;br /&gt;
not bending the knee. I can't swing the whole let too far, but even a couple of&lt;br /&gt;
inches will start to get the hip joint released and working.&lt;br /&gt;
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As always, do a little at a time, and only what you can do so you don't get sore&lt;br /&gt;
muscle.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Embrace the Journey!"&lt;br /&gt;
Brenda&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~4/p23YRo5n2L8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8061166884450679271/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1755295319011610690&amp;postID=8061166884450679271&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/8061166884450679271?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1755295319011610690/posts/default/8061166884450679271?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HorsesAreOurLives/~3/p23YRo5n2L8/centered-riding-book-1-exercises.html" title="Centered Riding Book 1 Exercises" /><author><name>Horses Are Our Lives</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10982276279029143883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orIqhzyzUVg/UYcgMm2DwEI/AAAAAAAAGvM/GhWrPfYWbzk/s220/Rushcreek%2BBonita%2BCTR%2BApril%2B27%2B2013%2B001%2Bcrop.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UkGp3RyiSJU/T4WdC67U-ZI/AAAAAAAAGdM/r0ji9I6Spxo/s72-c/CR+Book+1+logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://myblog-horsesareourlives.blogspot.com/2012/04/centered-riding-book-1-exercises.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIDQHw8fCp7ImA9WhVQGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755295319011610690.post-995466622681001466</id><published>2012-04-08T22:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-04-08T22:02:51.274-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-08T22:02:51.274-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tyler" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Caden" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Easter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><title>Happy Easter</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" name="_GoBack"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Blog 357:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Easter Reflections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Easter, like all Holidays, make you think of not only what God has done for us, but about family and friends, about what you are blessed with, about being grateful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;God gave his only son for us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He died alone, then rose again, into salvation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are truly blessed, for all who believe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Holidays are a joyous time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Church has a special meaning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is a time to be at peace, to pray, to think, to relax, and to enjoy the fellowship.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The scriptures tell us the story of Jesus’ death and resurrection.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes, different scriptures tell us a subtly different version.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But the meaning is the same.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He died so we could be saved.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hallelujah!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is gone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He has risen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is with us always.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Alleluia!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was a good feeling to be in church today.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was a good feeling to be greeted by people who we haven’t seen for a while.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is a good feeling to have people tell us that they were glad to see us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The greetings were heart-felt ad sincere.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have been missing this in our lives and now I feel that it’s time to have it again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s time to be part of our church family.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today we enjoyed Easter with Micah, Jacob, Amber, Caden and Tyler.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Next weekend, we continue our family celebration when Sara, Jake and Makenzie come home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We had a fantastic ham dinner, with Amber’s potato casserole and Micah’s green bean casserole.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday was hubby’s birthday and today was Jacob’s birthday, and Amber made a birthday dessert, apple crisp.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hubby did have a Dairy Queen Ice Cream birthday cake last night!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The boys did some target shooting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The girls joined in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pistol shooting is different than 22 rifle shooting, and I have to figure out why I am shooting high, low, and to the left!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Geez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is going to be great to have the whole family together next weekend! I can’t wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Sara, Jake and Makenzie,&amp;nbsp;we miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Today has been a busy day, and my plans of spending all afternoon  outside,&lt;br /&gt;
spending time with more than 1 horse, isn't going to  happen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I just got home from running to town, sending packages through  the mail and UPS&lt;br /&gt;
to customers, going to the bank and for groceries, and  getting a surprise ice&lt;br /&gt;
cream cake for Tom's birthday tomorrow. Shhhh, don't  tell him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have just seem frazzled this week, with "needing" to get some  paperwork done,&lt;br /&gt;
and some that still isn't done. I need to study for my CDL  and that is just&lt;br /&gt;
going to wait until a little bit tomorrow or Monday. I did  clean bathrooms. &lt;br /&gt;
The floor dusting mop is sitting out. That will help  later.... or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I just feel like a need to sit a moment and think  about Good Friday, and what&lt;br /&gt;
our Lord has done for me, for my family, for all  of us. Sometimes, Good Friday&lt;br /&gt;
makes me sad for all that Jesus had to go  through. Most of the time, I feel&lt;br /&gt;
glad for God's plan for us. As today  passes, I look forward to the joy we feel&lt;br /&gt;
on Easter morning.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't  have that desire to spend time with 3 or 4 horses, and trying to get  the&lt;br /&gt;
miles in that I had planned. I need to pull Shaggy out and just go  ride,&lt;br /&gt;
thinking about everything and thinking about nothing. Time to enjoy  riding,&lt;br /&gt;
without being so busy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now the plan has changed  to looking at the time, getting and hour and 1/2 or so&lt;br /&gt;
ride in, chores, and  being back inside by 6 or so. Time to grab a relaxing cup&lt;br /&gt;
of  coffee.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And BREATHE! Let those Centered Riding concepts come into your  daily life. &lt;br /&gt;
Center yourself and draw peace from that.&lt;br /&gt;
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