She is tiny fingers wrapped around a well-used set of reins. She is a bright smile when she successfully navigates a “reverse at the walk”. She’s a six-year-old with a
She is tiny fingers wrapped around a well-used set of reins. She is a bright smile when she successfully navigates a “reverse at the walk”. She’s a six-year-old with a
I love BBQ. Seriously. LOVE. Anything that tastes remotely like “smoky sweet Texas” means I’m in. (It also explains why I like kissing Adam so much, ba-dum-ching!) Because of this
…because I’m getting filmed teaching horsey lessons today! So the likelihood that I will say or do something really embarrassing is exponentially increased.
I’m 9 years old. I’m at a dude ranch with my SoCal family, trying to keep up with wranglers, so self-assured in their chaps and jeans, lifting saddles easily onto
This morning I woke up to sunshine and warm winds. I came to work with a cold Snapple and the best Clif bar I’ve ever had. I’m working away, stopping
Life’s been kind of crazy lately. Crazy in the inexplicable way of a schedule that does not change but slowly catches up with you and starts to claw at your
“If you care about something you have to protect it. If you’re lucky enough to find a way of life you love, you have to find the courage to live
First off, I’m sorry, lovelies. For though I know that reading this blog may not (shockingly enough) be the highlight of your existence, I do feel bad for having left
I’ve been thinking about life lately, about the relative smallness or largeness of it, and the things that make me frustrated or hold me back or keep me flirting with
That’s really the only way I can describe it this year. I feel like all the holidays got together and decided that a sneak attack would be the best possible