Horses & Old Faces

I was up from 6 AM Saturday until 4 AM Sunday. This was a long day for me. I was tired, but I had a smile on my face as I entered the land of sleep.

First up was B & R Riding Stables in good ol Prospect, CT. As this was the first time I’ve EVER ridden a horse I was COMPLETELY aware of the proper clothing. This was the fact for I’d say….. 80% of the people that went riding Saturday. Yea we did our research and asked the needed questions. Right. That’s EXACTLY what we did.

So if I were to say that one of the XY’s that went could barely stand after the hour long walk, trot, cantor, you’d understand how sarcastic I was in the last paragraph. XY riders! Listen clearly – DO NOT WEAR BOXERS WHEN RIDING A HORSE! Now that I’ve made myself clear… I’ll continue.

The ride was great… except for the ‘slapping pain’. This pain is induced when shifting into second gear – known as trotting. This hurts lots. LOTS! I found out that MOLLY – my horse – is one of the worst rides due to the way her back moves when trotting or cantoring. Yea me. Lucky me. Oww me. Fortunately for me I did enjoy the ride and I did feel more comfortable during the third cantor. It was cool… I don’t think I need to do that again soon. Yup, I rode a horse. My goodness. A 14.3 hand horse. Yimminy yow.

End part one

Back to NY I go – with company. BT said he would join me and THANK ZEUS he did! A drive is just a drive. But when you drive this drive many… many… many times over it gets to be mind numbing. With him around that wasn’t going to happen… the numbing that is. The drive happened obviously.

Vball was the reason for the drive back to NY and I’m very glad I made the trip back. The SLC team pulled out a victory – the first this season during one of the games. They seemingly loved the feeling and pushed hard to win the set but walked away with a 1-3 loss (best of 5). No worries though. A young team with a new coach is bound to go through struggles. Time will tell the true tale.

End part two

Back to CT! Here we go go go back back back. Why? Well firstly to drop off BT and secondly to go to my 10 year reunion! Hot diggidy! I’ve been stoked about going to this thing since the 5 year. Why not? Who cares if people didn’t like me or know me in H.S. – that’s unimportant now. All that’s important is maintaining contact with people. Who knows when were why or how in the future we may need a helping hand and damnnit we all spent 4 years together so what the hey!

My arrival was apparantly quite late as there were only 4 or 5 name tags left on the table. = ) Annnnyway, I met many an old friend, many a non-old friend, and many spouses. WOW lotsa marriages. Only a few kids have been bred thus far. Not bad class-o-93. Not bad a’tall.

The evening was EVENTFUL. And this barely scrapes the surface. I had such a great time talking to everyone. The best thing of the night (in my opinion) was to hear how so many people are doing what the love! Their concern for money is not at the top of their list. This couldn’t be more comforting to me. Seriously. I’ve been so fortunate through my life because of this philosophy and it’s fantastic to hear that others are living the same way. And it was/is a GREAT number of the (sigh) 45 people that attended. Why a sigh?

Of 250+ students only 45 attended the 10 year reunion. Of the 250+ we had three of our class mates pass away. So, looking at the numbers, there should have been more in attendance but I guess the old adage that the 10 year H.S. reunion is stupid sank deeply into many minds. There were two weddings the same night. Two fun filled gatherings. I believe the weddings were for Doug Clark & Jen Gugliotti. Congrats to you both!

I believe my favorite quote from the evening was “OH MY GOD!” For some reason I changed enough so that most people that saw me didn’t recognize me. HAHA! Totally rocked! I’ve tried to hide from people at random times in life by wearing a hat but this was even better. Hiding in the open. “Who are you?” I loved it! Now I have to figure out a way to continue doing what I’m doing so this happens again in 10 years! MWAAHAHAHAH!

I told someone about the events and their reaction was, and I quote “that is one of those stories that you dream about happening at your 10 yr.” Now if I’d had a bad experience in H.S. I’d say hells yea. But I didn’t. I enjoyed H.S. I liked the people I attended school with. I many not have been best of friends with everyone, but I didn’t hate anyone or worse not have apathy toward them.

Enough writing, I need to… I dunno, I just need to ‘verb’ something. Oh wait… here’s the geography of the eve: The evening went from The Hills in Waterbury, to a seedy bar, also in Waterbury, to Nicole Griffin’s place…. also… in Waterbury. Then… to my bed. Ah sweet sweet sleep.

End part three – Z time. I decided to drive back to NY after rehearsal since I had rehearsal. Smart me at 4 AM. Mmm, wise one I was.

09-30-2003 02:31 pm

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