There are hundreds of peppermint wrappers in my pockets at the end of the day....most of which end up in the washing machine because I always forget to check my pockets before throwing stuff in the wash!
I too have a random halter and leadrope in my truck...which is always a complete muddy mess
And the other day I was digging through my purse and found not only ear puffies but black leather show glothes haha.
And after a couple of years of riding greenies, if I see something 'scary' along the side of the road I've often braced myself waiting for my car to spook.
LOL, that is too funny. I've done that.
I have Barn Neck. I can't drive past a barn without craning my neck around to see all of it, imagining riding around near the building, how many stalls it could provide, how it would feel to move horses around, where I would build an outside course, all within seconds of passing a property by, in a car, even spewing out some of the above to anyone who will listen "ooh, look at that bank barn, I love bank barns, that one is in really good shape..." by then we have passed by and everyone in the car is rolling their eyes. Or, as my boyfriend grew up on his grandfather's farm, slowing down to look too.
I pick up my boyfriend's feet standing up like a horse to give them a massage. He's getting used to it. The other day he just lifted his foot back and stood patiently waiting for me to get to his foot with the linement we use for aches and pains. Guess you had to be there. Maybe its good you weren't...
Edited to add: I don't think I cluck to get him to pick up his foot, but maybe I should one day. He'd probably say "Did you just cluck at me?"
Airborne? Oh. Yes, he can take a joke. Once. After that, the joke's on you.
A friend of mine lives up the street from my parents... the other day he said that he can always smell the horses when he drives past their house. I thought to myself, what's wrong with that? I forget that most people don't like the smell of horses...
This might be TMI, but I had a friend in college who liked to go to costume parties dressed as a dominatrix. and when she found out I'm a horsey person, she asked me to get her a leather crop the next time I went to the tack shop, because they're really expensive at the stores she went to! I didn't ask what kind of stores they were... I really didn't want to know!
- I do the driving a car = riding thing
- I count strides between objects (and even jump them- it's a great little butt work out)
- I ALWAYS look when I see fences
- Probably the most annoying thing, to my friends, is that whenever I see a trailer/barn/rider/anything equestrian, I blurt out "pony!" in a rather high child-like voice. I'll do it in the middle of a conversation about anything, too! I just pick right back up where I left off. Sometimes I don't even know I did it until I finally catch on to my friend's amused/confused expression... 5 minutes later. I really can't help it, it's rather compulsive.
I think this is my favorite thread so far!
Okay, I count strides between telephone poles. I tell my husband when his dogs are off and he thinks I am crazy because he thinks it is no big deal and I am like "are you going to go check on the dog or not?". I also imagine jumping big fences that I see in people's yards. I always cluck at my son to get him moving, he is 4 and is so slow sometimes. When nobody is looking I canter around my yard jumping ditches and sticks like I use to do when I was 8 years old.
I'm a clucker too and I'm the same way when I see vacant land, I ask myself why aren't horses grazing on that that wonderful grass its going to waste. I drive by a cross country course on my to work in the morning and count the stides between each jump. I used to do jumping but haven't in 20 years. When I watch a horse show I find my feet moving with each stride of the horse. I smashed my toe a couple weeks ago so I'm laid up and lame right now. LOL
Moving on doesn't mean you forget about things. It just means you have to accept what happended and continue living.