It is 2:15 in the morning, Texas time, and I’m eating a sandwich. I was in bed at 10:45 tonight passed out, from my long day. And then for some reason at 1am, I awoke to the sound of my husband snoring, which he has done twice now this week. I laid and tried to go back to sleep, but to no avail. My stomach decided to tell my brain I was hungry. And I can’t sleep when I’m hungry. I would NOT do well in a third world country.
I have goat tying lessons in the morning at 8am. That’s awful early. My horse chiropractor is supposed to come and work on a couple horses tomorrow. I get the feeling though, he’s going to stand me up. He’s very good, and just does that sometimes. Sadly, he can, because there are no others like him around.
Oh, and here’s a thought that I had tonight too while laying there trying to sleep:
Michael Vick. Granted, we have *dominion* (I should really get out a thesaurus to find another word, but give me a break this time, it’s 2am, people) over the animals of the earth, and we should respect and take care of them. But I wonder, if Michael Vick had raped a woman, would there still be this much outrage towards the man?
Where there are men, there will be cruelty. (I don’t mean Man, as in men, I mean Man as in HUMAN KIND.)
Oh, and it’s official. I sent in the paperwork to enter Shuttle at the XL Enterprises, Silver Cup in Tulsa, Oklahoma for March of 2008. If all goes well she’ll be ready. She rode really good today. She backed her first serpentine and was like a different horse from yesterday. Amazing what listening to good advice from a wise person will do for a girl trying to train a colt! And shhhhh… Don’t tell, but Shuttle is the first *colt* I will have ever started and made into a barrel horse. Wish me luck!
Ok. My sandwich is gone. Maybe I can make it back to sleep once my stomach shuts up!