I was pregnant. And now I'm not. Now I'm a statistic, a grieving statistic. I can't tell you how excited I was to share my...

Or, remember that time I rode my horse for about four hours?  And occasionally it was raining? It started out so peacefully.  There were f...

When my dear sweet hubs asked me what I wanted for Christmas, I said a helmet. I've had the Tipperary for less than the recommended time...

This is like a month over due, which is totally my fault. The shop is doing surprisingly well and when I'm not soaking/spraying/administ...

I awoke yesterday twenty minutes early in a freaking panic.  I thought I'd overslept, after having woken up early for so long.  When th...

It's my turn! In exactly eighteen weeks from today, the bestest Ponykins ever will turn eighteen.  It's a special birthday because...

So.  Here's the time line for Beka's Bachlorette Weekend Madness. Noon:  I haul ass out of work. Noon-thirty:   drop off s...

I'm going to have a special "breeches" edition, thanks to helpful prompts from L and Amanda. Okay, we all know that Ogilvy h...

I've been listening to audiobooks like a mad woman. First, it was the Fault in Our Stars , which was stupid of me, because who wants to ...

I try really, really hard not to share other people's stories on this blog, because being at the same barn as me isn't the same as c...