Sunday, November 8, 2009

Bad Weekend with a Strong Message

You may have noticed that I put on a new picture in my account. This is a horrible picture of me with my favorite horse at Kirkwood, Kheonna. She was one of Sylvia's horses that she donated to Kirkwood and I love her to death!

Now, I have had one of the worst weekends I have personally had in a long time. My roommate had her boyfriend over again, but this time they didn't spend time in her room, they spent time in our living room. Friday night I came home at 2 AM,(ok, it was Saturday morning) and they were sitting on her futon talking, no big deal. They put the futon down and slept. Saturday night I came home from work at 11:40ish and they were doing it on the futon!! That is definitely not a sight I wanted to see when I walk into my apartment after work. When I get home from work, I want to relax, watch TV, surf the net for a while, and then go to sleep. Not this time. I walk in to see her guy's bare bottom fully exposed and she got even friskier when she saw it was me. Earlier this week, my microwave broke and it has been taken in to get fixed, but she doesn't want to chip in or take any responsibility for it even though she was the last to use it in the few days before it broke. NO, she is blaming me and making me pay for it all. The main reason this is bugging me is because I found out all this information on her Facebook status conversations with her friends.

What is the message you may ask? It is a message of appreciation, relief, and what I could have been like. This popped into my head a couple hours after I got home last night when I was finally able to wind down and go to bed. I realized that I am not her. You may think "well DUH!!!" But it made me appreciate the fact that the way I was raised, the people around me, and where I grew up makes me the respectful, responsible, hard-working person that I am today. I grew up on a hog farm in Britt, Iowa. My brothers are both autistic amongst other things. My mother is an epileptic, who just got her driver's license back. :) My family is really close knit with my other relatives. I was raised with a religious background as a Catholic and through my religion I have learned to give selflessly and volunteer, even when I don't really feel up to it. All of these factors has given me my good morals that I have today, makes me really view the way people act around others, and reflects on the way I approach people. I don't sleep around, go out partying, do drugs, smoke, or drink alot. I don't give people false hope, I'm honest and give honest advice. I try to give people advice that I live by. I am just so glad I am who I am.

I really want to say thank you to my mom and dad for raising me the way they did and for being great examples. They did a great job. To my brothers for being who they are. To my relatives for being good examples of what to be and what not to be. To God for providing me with such people and helping me to make good decisions. To my past roommates for being the greatest people to live with. And lastly and strangely to my current roommate now for showing me what I am not and what I could have been! Betcha didn't see that one coming, but I am SO glad that I am not you!!

In other news: Sylvia ended up getting a bacterial infection in her lungs and couldn't come to the show, but the weekend was a great success anyway, even though it wasn't the best way to give me the message. Hahaha.

Well, I had better get to bed so I can go to my apartment complex's office to see about changing roommates or moving to a single. I'll keep you guys posted!!

Monday, November 2, 2009

Time For A Change

Hello all! This is the same Iowa Horsegirl posting, I have just decided to change the title of my blog because I just didn't like my long title anymore and this one seems more familiar to me. This name also has a meaning special to my heart as Gold is in loving memory of my collie, Goldie, who died a couple of years ago and still holds a special place in my heart. Her picture is still on my cellphone so I get to remember her everyday and I miss her a lot...it was especially sad because I didn't get to say good-bye. Riley is my older dog who I still love to play and cuddle with whenever I go home. Now he has Mugsy, our 5-month old St. Bernard puppy, to play with. I feel bad for him because Mugsy easily overtakes him so he has to fight for our attention. But he can still hold his own.

Classes have been keeping me really busy. I finally got my tuition situation figured out so I have been able to breathe a little more easy this past month. Midterms are over and I haven't checked my grades yet, partly because I'm kinda scared to! Ok, not really, I know where I am at in my classes and am doing well in all of them. I am doing an hour of service learning for my Children's Lit class and it has been a blast! One of the highlights of my week is going to Kirkwood Kids to read and play with the three-year olds, especially when the kids behave and listen to you. Today, one of the kids whom I get along with extremely well and read to a lot bit me in play and wouldn't apologize, so he had to sit in time out while the other kids got to spend their outside time playing. He ended up sort of apologizing, but I had to go so I took it. Oh well, maybe next week will be better.

I am still working at Beahr Ridge Arabians whenever I have no homework and the weather allows. For now the weather has been really good, except for my hometown, but I will get to that later. I went a couple of weeks ago and the assistant trainer and I got six horses worked! It was a great day and we make a very good team. I went today, and we only got two horses worked, but they were horses who needed a little more attention and I had to get back to Cedar Rapids to run some errands. I had the chance to ride Kingslee again today, but didn't because one of the horses that I was lunging today pulled the rope through my hands and I wasn't wearing gloves and the rope kinda bit into my fingers. So I knew that I would have to grip the reins and hold Kingslee's face to get him back into frame, and leather would only irritate my fingers more, so I skipped on the chance. I do hope that I get another one. We made progress with the horse I was lunging though. The horse, Rose, went into a canter with the assistant trainer on her without my help, which is huge progress.

This weekend is the Arabian Spooktacular Fall Show here in Cedar Rapids and Beahr Ridge is going. I will be helping as well as working at McDonalds. So it will be a busy weekend. Hopefully I can get a little sleep in between jobs. Sylvia just got back from the US Arabian National Championships, which she got Top Ten in Ladies Western Side Saddle with Autumn Storm V+/ aka Dude. Now she has a bad cold and maybe the flu, so we are hoping she gets better before the Fall Show. I still love working there and will probably move to Cedar Falls next year to be closer and maybe attend UNI, but nothing is a sure thing. If I can find a good job with horses somewhere, who knows where I can end up, but that is my plan for now.

I will try to update my blog more often, but I think I already said that previously, but I WILL try. Until next time...chao!!