cat sunday

If I had been ahead of the game this would have been posted yesterday under the title "Caturday" or some such clever name.... Tried to get some variation of "cat" and "sunday" to work together, but it ended up sounding a bit too much like "see you next tuesday" so..... uh, oh well? Cat Sunday works well enough, right?  lol....

sun cat?

Anyway. Happy weekend y'all. After all our praise of the mild winter weather and early spring, temperatures have gone back to being a little bit more normal for this time of year - namely, chillier day time temps in the mid-30s or low-40s, with overnight temps dipping well below freezing (and real feel temperatures in the single digits).

Martini: "Hm. You look busy but this fabric sure looks cozy - don't mind while I settle in!" 

Obviously I can't complain overly deeply about this.... except to say that we had most definitely been spoiled to near ruin by the sunny pleasant high-60s and mid-70s of weeks past.... Oh well.

OG: "Watching you measure and cut and sew all this fabric is exhausting. I insist you take a break, m'kay??"

It's just meant for more time spent indoors. For both pony and person. Charlie is such a thin-skinned wimp compared to Isabel that I really struggle in finding the balance of "I want as much turnout as possible for the horse" and "Horse is fucking miserable outside in the cold and wind."

cats. getting right smack in the middle of crafting projects since basically forever. le sigh.

Poor pony. He really is a delicate little flower!

At least we don't have fresh snow on the ground like some of our northern neighbors (sorry Allison!!), and in fact at least the ground itself isn't actually frozen solid. 

meanwhile... spotted at the h/j barn haha. cute chromey pony and...... wtf is that in the saddle???

Actually, despite the frigid temps the ground has stayed in pretty good shape and Charlie and I were able to stay outside for our weekly jump lesson yesterday at OF.

oh. obvi. it's a fucking cat. on a leash. looking for all the world like a conquering napolean lol

On a majorly positive note - it turned into another private lesson with trainer P (since Brita was off snagging 3rd place at Loch Moy's eventing derby with Bella, just a few seconds off the optimum time! and other lesson mates were either scared off from the cold or dealing with lameness issues).

exactly zero fucks given by this guy. actually he maybe even enjoyed the attention

I've actually had very few private lessons with trainer P - this was maybe my 3rd ever (2nd with Charlie) - but they are wonderful. I look forward to recapping it in greater detail later (maybe tomorrow?).

prettttttty sure he's my spirit animal lol

Only bummer is there's no action media. Oh well. We can make do without, right? Perhaps using our imaginations will help keep us warm in all this cold anyway?

Is anyone else out there dealing with the aftermath of a false spring and subsequent snap-back-to-winter reality? Brr.