Have food, will share!

So today at lunch the fire alarm went off. I had finished my food and Kristen was done with everything except her burger. It was a huge lunch crowd (12) and the alarm went off at 12:15, so more people were coming in, had just gotten food, ect.

She and I walk out (apparently college students still want to be told what to do??? So many people just sat there like "uuuh. What do I do?" Alarm. Buzzbuzzbuzz. When it goes off, you go byebye. Not that difficult to understand!) So I just get up and walk out, and Kristen brings her burger.

We're walking back to the dorm and we hear all these guys complaining.
Boys + food. Good fun, there, particularly when they take it away. -hilarity- I found that amusing, anyway...

Today, it was raining this morning. I don't like walking around campus in rain. the 7:50 walk to stats wasn't so bad, it was misting at that point, but from 'old main' (north east side of campus) to "BCHS" (where I have equine science) is the longest walk you can get on campus. And it was pouring.

I had wet jeans and wet feet and I was not happy. The entire period was awful, sitting there in wet pants. I was on the sidewalk and some idiot (insert choice words here) floored it through a puddle. HEY! Let's talk about FUN, let's get the people on the sidewalk even MORE wet than they already ARE.

..Smart.
Not.

So I get back and change pants (hooray!) but then get ambushed by Meg. She had a 10 page paper to write, too, had three pages of it done. Poor girl, her computer ate it last night when she tried to print. Oops. So she dictated it to me and I typed it.
It worked out, but she's lucky I can type seven pages in forty minutes, man. Very, very lucky.

This weekend, everyone's out of town (or most of the horse people are) for a fundraiser at Cedar Point. I'm here with a few others, so I got ambushed for 'stall duty'. I'm cleaning: Carona's, Lou's, Dooney's, Oprah's and Eagle's stalls.
On the bright side, they're either paying me/ taking me out for real food.
So.
yay.

I'm all for real food.

Onto Eagle, this week we've been 'out in the field'. My horse is a wee bit too happy when he thinks we're going over cross country courses again. Brakes? OPTIONAL! (in his mind, anyway) The riders are all divided into groups. A, B, C, D, E and F. I've always been in 'B' because Eagle can be a nutjob.

I didn't mind that too much.
So when groups A and B were out in the field, all of these really nice, calm, quiet hunter & jumper horses were spazzing and refusing to jump logs and coups and ditches.
I got to pony them all across. :D Never you mind that Eagle doesn't really STOP after.. but hey. It's fun?
Unfortunately, I am now in group A as a result of.. well, my horse doesn't refuse fences. Ohboy. So now I'm the 'bad' rider in the 'good' group. Which is still better than most other people, but I'd rather go back to groups where horses OTHER than mine were being naughty. Gah.
I'll survive.
I think?

But Sam and I are playing with bits so Eagle will actually stop. The past two days we've been playing with a modified elevator (there's a link in the middle to soften it, but there are four rings on the link which technichally gives them something to play with).

He dislikes it.
Very much so.
I've had an unhappy boy, so today (due to the rain) we're riding inside. I think that we'll be doing a flat lesson, so I'll put in his old dutch gag, or even the french link to remind him that head flipping, noses up in the air is BAD...
and contact is alright, and accepting the bit isn't awful.
Sam was sick yesterday, but she and I emailed last night, so we'll try something else once he calms down with the bit again.

Who knows. I'm hoping that my horse will soften up and give to the bit again, unlike the past two days.
Bummer.

Oh well.
Rainy day, frustration with ponies.....

On the bright side, some creative individual put a sign on the door.
"Have food, will share!"

We've had some guys drop by.
So.
Hey.

It's all fun!

xoxo
Love you all!