I will be sure to tell my mom that she has been elevated to "that bitch!" status. In the immediate family that epithet is normally reserved for my wonderful, intelligent, and kind sister, who is also 5'9", thin as a whip, and gorgeous, so she'll understand that it's a compliment! (Then again, we're talking about the woman who is ashamed to jump a horse in public, because she thinks her automatic release dates her. Can someone please talk to her? She won't listen to me.)
Okay, back to talking about bridles.