Sheesh I finally got this archive thing working. I'm such a lame-o inept at such things. I hate reading the directions and always want a quick fix. It's kind of funny, it shows up a lot between Bob and me. We'll bring some new toy home and I'll be the first to grab it and try and figure it out.. I usually can't and I then throw it in disgust to Bob screaching, "FIX IT!! WHATTA PIECE A CRAP!" and with his patient software programming mind he'll take it apart, analyze it, and make it work. A prime example is a watch I just bought. Couldn't figure out for the life of me how to set that damn alarm. What would I do without him? I'd have a bunch of crap lying around that didn't work.

This weekend was uneventful. I had my lesson with Donna yesterday and as I predicted, I'm a blob of sore today! I had a good lesson with her. I rode one of her horses, a big chestnut mustang named Drummer. He's very lazy and will take advantage of someone who isn't assertive with him. My first few lessons on him were horrible.. I brought Isabella and took 2 lessons on her which were much improved. I felt more confident because I rode better in front of Donna. Now that my saddle was getting reflocked I rode Drummer again.. I don't know what it was but I was much more unafraid to whack him if he wasn't listening to me. Anyways, she thinks I'm much improved and we were doing exercises yesterday that she said I wouldn't have been able to do well 2 months ago when I first started.. Bob said she kept saying how much I improved to her when she'd pass him. It made my head glow.. I remember being so frustrated with myself after the first few lessons I had..

Bob was laid of Friday..

Hey everyone,
I finally posted my ride story for your reading pleasure. There are also photos up for eye candy as well. Go on... Read it!

Julienne