playing catch-up

Been rather busy for the past couple of weeks...nothing monumental, just lots of stuff that's been keeping me occupied.  My parents and I did a massive garage consolidation and reorganization over the past two weekends.  It looks great, really organized and easy to find stuff now...I need to put a few finishing touches on some of the drawers where I store most of the horse stuff, but for now, it's out of sight-out of mind...mostly.

And look what came in the mail earlier this week:

"Official" Renegade orange boots

We're official now!  The orange is Renegade's signature color, so we felt it only appropriate that my pony be sporting that color on her boots.  I've grown really fond of the orange, and it even looks good with our existing purple color scheme.  After all, purple/orange has worked for the Phoenix Suns for years.

Could we be any more matchy-matchy?

Mimi has decided that June is her favorite month this year...she's feeling very good, flirting with everything that has four legs and hooves.  *sigh*  Her hormones didn't get the memo that she's 19.

Shameless flirt, talking to her favorite boyfriend

She got a really good workout this morning, breaking in her new boots with an hour in the sand arena.  We definitely put them to the test, messing with the fit of the hind boots.  She's technically a size 000, her hind feet are so tiny.  But we've always been able to jerry-rig the 00 boots to fit, thanks to doing some custom shims in the sides.  

The only catch?  I always got my new boots at rides, where Kirt was on hand to be able to do the shims right then and there for me.  Since I'm not going to rides with the pony anymore, that sort of takes away that option.  However, it's also one of those little tricks I need to learn to do anyway, so I'll probably be messing with that in short order.  Once I do, I'll definitely get pictures and post about it, since it's bound to be a novel experience.

All spiffed up...the bright orange looks good
on her! Ignore her grumpy looks...she is really
not fond of mornings.

Really not sure what else I might have missed...like I said, staying busy and trying to duck the worst of the summer heart.  It's officially monsoon season now, which brings at least the hope of afternoon monsoon storms.

So I didn't ride this weekend...

My pony got to beat the heat this weekend (113* on Saturday!) and stand around in the shade in front of her fan, while I went out and was the one to work and sweat for a change.

("About time," she says.)

My weekend project was helping my parents to consolidate and reorganize our garage.

Today, I'm almost as sore as I am after doing a ride (minus the typical post-ride calf crunchiness), but I got about 10x filthier.

I don't get this dirty at rides.  But I also usually
wear tights or jeans, not shorts, at rides.

Scarily enough, the pic doesn't convey the full level of dirt.

But the garage is (mostly) done, and the pony will just have to settle for getting her barn visit this evening.

To make this vaguely horse-related, I ended up finally cleaning out my crew box, because I wanted that nice large plastic box for storage purposes.  I unearthed buried treasures, including my battery-powered glowsticks and one of Dad's really good lightweight windbreaker/rain jackets.  And BodyGlide.  Never too much BodyGlide.