Celebration.

I may be climbing out on a limb here to say that my horse has finally been leased. To celebrate my horse being potentially leased out I did not make myself a traditional dinner. I made myself a margarita dinner. Which means I drank 1.5 bags of bags of frozen strawberries with who knows how many ounces of tequila and now 6... 7...8 (?) margaritas later I am who knows what point of drunk. What's amazing is how awesome I can type but how poorly I can talk. I was laying in bed with Boo Boo talking about whatever blah blah i was talking about when I finally gave up on talking because I've completely forgotten how to speak for the night.

As for the horse situation, Charm was tried out over the weekend by a young client of my friend/trainer. Charm was an angel, she loved her, everything went smoothly and the father of the girl who will be riding Charm said it's a go. My friend e-mailed the final information about what the lease agreement entails and prices, so now I'm basically waiting for the signature. I'm hoping as of April 1 I do not have to pay board for at least 6 months.

I guess that means I will no longer be a broke bitch and I'll have money for Spain again this August and I'll also have money for a 6 day vacation with Boo Boo somewhere tropical for our anniversary in June.

I guess all this means for you, the reader, is that I will probably be a Hell of a lot less bitchy. That's all .

Horse caca.

Owning a horse is the stupidest thing a person can do. Unless you're made out of TRILLIONS OF DOLLARS or you REALLY enjoy being broke every single moment of your life, then I guess it's ok to be a horse owner. Otherwise, horse ownership is for the very stupid. Clearly I was once very stupid.

Let me just say that my horse has brought me a great deal of inner strength and emotional support in hard times and blah blah, but instead of hugging a stupid fucking horse I should have been hugging a bottle of xanax which is significantly cheaper. Since this past fall when I decided I wanted to sell my horse, she has been nothing but a pain in the ass and a pain in my wallet. My horse has been nothing but a barrel of STUPID FUCKING PROBLEMS that are all expensive and irritating. I am at the point now where I am going to sell her per pound to Carni Equine because that seems to be my only option of getting rid of her. Otherwise I might just ask my dad if I can borrow his shotgun and put a slug between her eyes.

Furthermore, put it on the record that I hate horses. If I could possibly grow anymore disdain for the thought of horse ownership I would probably be spewing hate fire out of my nose. I probably wouldn't have a problem if she mysteriously disappeared off the face of this Earth.