… totally means you get more wet than they do. I’m totally starting to believe it’s a fact. At Worlds this year I’d get the strangest looks walking back from the wash rack, Lucy happy and clean, drying off, and me, soaked to the bone, covered in hair and horse snot, hair falling into my face, and trying to avoid looking like a wet t-shirt contest entrant. You learn real fast not to wash in white t-shirts there, being practically the only show all year I go to where there are actual males. Although, come to think of it, the odd looks could have been more on my choice of outfit, which typically consisted of, for washing, a t-shirt, shorts and my pink cowboy boots.

We have a one day, one judge Pinto show here tomorrow. Only about 15 minutes from my house, should be fun. I’m hoping for a point class in at least Showmanship, Eq and Horsemanship, but you never know around here – youth entries are such a toss-up.

Again, today was blistering hot. I had trouble sleeping last night, so I ended up sleeping later than I originally planned – a pain. So instead, I woke up, ran to Barnes & Noble to get my copy of Breaking Dawn (which is amazing, by the way, I just finished), came home, did stuff with the family. Around 5 I went down to the barn and washed.

Gotta say – I am so happy we have minimal white overos. All Lucy has is high white stockings and they’re a pain enough to keep clean. I can’t imagine keeping a really loud horse clean. Scrubbed her legs, scrubbed her belly spot.. just a basic wash. Did her tail, etc. Boring, routine pre-show stuff. Mom was awesome enough to clip her up for me earlier this week, so that was all taken care of.

Did quick bands, kinda big, still neat, but where as I’d to 60-75 for a big show, I think I topped out around 35-40 tonight haha. Banding’s somewhat annoying. I like it more at big shows when we all are out in the aisle, radio going, chatting, etc. It’s relaxing, somewhat mindless, and good for the ADD in me. Home is nice too though, I just crank the radio and zone. Basically have conversations with myself, sort through all the crap in my head. I seriously think the OCD in me makes me organize my brain and thoughts too, I can practically see the lists being made up. This paragraph has gotten really off topic, so anyways back to banding. Banding for other people is good money. I did 4 or 5 horses for a big show here in May (open/amateur classes were all full 6 point classes, the youth were 2 pt classes, two days, three judges, Jubilee show. Big deal.) and just popped in the iPod, rocked out to my banding playlist (yeah, I’m that much of a nerd) and banded my little fingers off.

Anyways, showing tomorrow, we’ll see how it all goes.

I only need a few points for some of my ROMs, so I’ll cross my fingers and toes for pointed classes.

Night all!