On 1/11/07, pippa258 <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > I think you might mean my hybrid unless Cherie has posted a pic of hers > too? No way is your horse gonna look fancier than mine...I'm digging > out my purple rhythm beads, green horsefeathers, I'm gonna write > "Starri" in big gold permanent Sharpie letters across his black beta > browband...heck, I'm gonna scatter gold Twinkle dust in his tail and > HUGE mane (thanks to his raging hormones)...and I'm gonna do that > special rune clip too! ;-) > > Trish >
that is sooo tacky Trish. At the field trial a southern belle type in full blown pancake merle norman makeup and at least a 3 karat diamong ring walked by leading a big sweaty horse in a leather halter studded in pink and blue rhinestones shaped like little flowers. She had long french manicured nails. I was sitting on the porch of the camp house in a rocking chair and the maid came out and said "the womens restroom was a huge mess this morning where somebody musta got drunk and threw up all over the place" and I commented "geez you know I dont care how drunk I could EVER get I believe I could clean up my own mess if I did that" and she shrugged and said, real confidentially, like it was "our " secret "well, you know, a lot of these people are so well off financially that they would never consider cleaning up after themselves cause they always have someone who does it for them dont cha know.." and she went on and now the rest of the day I am still thinking... how did she know I am not well to do?? What tipped her off? Was it the wadded up wrinkled mans shirt I bought at the goodwill?? Or the ballcap that said "Stonewall Jackson Legend of The South"?? Or maybe it was my beatup boots. She is obviously a horse person and maybe didnt know they are ariats.. Janice -- yipie tie yie yo
