Okay so I love love love love fun socks. I collect fun socks, and the more elaborate the pattern the better. I own narwhal socks, sassy horse socks and so many more that have been lost to the pits of my laundry. Rest in peace brave ones, I will find you someday. That’s the other downside of my relationship with socks, I always lose the matching pair, so I live in mismatched socks.
Tall boot socks were a struggle to find fun patterns. They weren’t as outrageous or as fun as my normal socks. It was always just flowers, little plain designs or nothing so ramped up like I wanted. Then, I stumbled on Dreamers and Schemers. And let me tell you, they are the freakin best.
Dreamers and Schemers makes socks. And not just any riding socks, amazing fun socks. My first order consisted of a pair with “Buck Off” printed all over them, a pair with sharks, and a pair with little bombs with F’s in the middle. F Bombs, get it?
That’s what made me love their brand so much and made their socks worth every penny. Besides the fact that they have the best prints ever for their socks, their socks boast a comfy foot that cushions your toes and ankles from annoying boot rubs, they’re thin enough but still warm enough to function year-round, and they have some kick-ass designs.
Besides making their own designs, they have an option for custom socks, and the company is fantastic with any order and helps out in every way they can. I honestly recommend these to everyone. They even support different organizations, like their Boob Socks, of which $5 dollars of the profit goes to breast cancer research.
They’re fun socks, and as a dressage rider, I always try to sneak fun under all the posh and poise dressage shows require. And who doesn’t want to look down and see little-flying pigs or dino dudes when they take their boots off?? I honestly strongly recommend this brand of socks as well as their company, they do amazing work.
As I am writing this, it is currently 23 degrees, with a low of 11 degrees tonight. Holy crap it was cold this week. This has been the coldest day by far, when I got to the barn, it was about 16 degrees according to my little corolla. Trainer C’s truck told her 14 when she got there. So in short, its freakin cold here in Massachusetts. Then again, what did I expect living in a state very far from the equator. At least it isn’t Maine.
It has been cold here since about Wednesday, and will stay cold till next Tuesday, when the high is 40. Yipee. But I got to spend some quality time with some quality ponies this week so points there.
Lets start with Mr. Bently. The current school horse enigma. Bently is half arab, half saddlebred show horse we are leasing off his owner. She had another horse she was working on and he wasn’t getting worked a lot, and we needed a spare school horse that could double as a show horse. He has been at our facility for about three months now, and basically got the month of December off.
Thursday night, I was at the barn and decided to hop on him. I’d ridden him the day before and on Tuesday so I thought it would be a good idea to continue the streak. We had been riding for about a half hour, and Trainer C was teaching lessons to her cow ranching students. I was trotting down the long side, and all of a sudden, I had no right hip. Like at all. It felt like he had literally lost the whole leg for about 5 strides before it came back. Trainer C and I are theorizing there is something going on, but most likely he did something in the paddock. Hopefully the chiropractor and the farrier might have something to say too. Bently got the day off Friday, and because he can be cold backed, and it was literally 15 this morning, he got today off too. Even though he got two days off from work, its impossible to not go give him attention and cuddles. He will love on you all freakin day long.
Friday was a lesson with Trainer C on Hamlet. I got to play with all his buttons essentially. Arab classes apparently ask for gait extensions and collections so we played around with those, while fighting Hamlet’s grumpiness. He isn’t a fan of working in the cold, and will fight everything. We got fantastic collected gaits, and holy smokes my abs were burning after the collected trot. I also got to hand gallop him which was a big whee moment, and I had an absolute blast. I think Trainer C got a photo but I haven’t hounded her about it yet.
Saturday consisted of cold horses and cold humans. I warmed up a few lesson horses, working their cold kinks out before the little kids got on. Shaarin gave me a run for my money, trying to unseat me a few times in pure spite. I swear that mare hates my guts. Mikhai got a lunge session in a cooler, as I felt bad for his fat shaved self. He was an absolute turd on the lunge line. We lunged the scary half of the ring, partially because he needed to get over himself, and partially cause it was the only space. He was running all over the place, spooked at the most random stuff, and was just a fruitcake. Again, very thankful for such steady school horses at the barn as some of the boarder horses might have gone running for the hills with him in there. Maybe I worked some fat off of him for once. And of course Bently cuddles after lunch
Again, as it was too freakin cold to much else, Trainer S and I ended up doing chores to keep ourselves warm after lessons were finished. We first managed to reorganize the hay barn and make more space for boarder storage. The hay barn is still full of crap from the last owner, so we found ourselves moving old lockers, cat boxes, trash, insulation and more. I was very satisfied with the removal of the old lockers as I had been glaring at them since we moved into the property and wanted to throw them out.
Of course after that was picking paddocks till Trainer C came back, and bringing in and feeding, but it was an interesting few days, as well as a few cold ones. I am holding out for Tuesday for the 40 degree weather now.