I was a very creative child...

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All I can say in defense of myself is...nothing. I was a shamelessly creative child when it came to making up excuses. I don't think I ever used the classic 'The dog ate my homework!' I was much more inventive than that. One excuse stands out at me the most, and that one was hilarious. When i was a kid, i had a horrible mouth. Not a dirty mouth, like, I cursed a lot, but the bone formation was all off. So from the age of seven I had all kinds of appliances shoved, glued, cemented, and modled into my mouth. My orthodontist, the venerable Dr. Nunn, was very patient with me, thank the Lord. Back to my most remembered excuse:
I had a palate expander, this metal thing that was cememted to the roof of my mouth and my back molars, because my jaw was too narrow to allow for proper tooth growth. My mom or dad had to, every night, turn this little crank to expand the machinery a fraction of an inch, to gradually make my palate wider. That waxs still possible, since my jaw was still growing and forming. Well, they used this little key-like thing to turn the crank, and let me tell you, it hurt like a MOTHER after they had done the alotted two rotations. One night, I decided that it hurt too much, so I found the key, and stuck it in my mouth and loosened the crank. Well, three days later I had an orthodontist appointment, and Dr. Nunn saw how loose my palate expander was. When he asked me how it had gotten that loose, because he was genuinely puzzled, I gave him a brilliant answer.
"Well Dr. Nunn, my mom and dad got tired of always having to turn the crank every night, so they told my little sister, Alyse, to do it. I guess she must have cranked it the wrong way!"
At this, he was obviously skeptical, because he knew my parents better than that. He continued with his examination, then after the appointment, he brought my mom and me into his office and told her what I had told him. They both got a very good laugh, after he relayed my story, and I was sitting there, utterly confused. Why were they laughing? Then Dr. Nunn declared that he could write a book with all hte excuses that he's gotten from patients for not wearing their retainers, or doing what they were supposed to, but my excuse would be by far, the best he's heard yet.
....As far as I know, the book remains unwritten. =]

Hello, This is a bit Late..

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Heyy everyone. So this post is about a week late, but I'm probably the biggest procrastinator in the class. This post was supposed to be posted last week on Thursday, but I was absent and have been putting it off since then. Anyway....
Bonjour mon classe! Cette est Chrissy, et cette est mon page! Maria va peut-etre correct mon grammaire dans cette post, parce-que je parle franglais, pas francais.
...And that's as far as I got. LOL. Brind on the criticism, Maria! Just kidding, I know you'd only correct the many grammatical mistakes I made. And, that's about it. I really don't have anything to say, and as soon as I get the time, I will start posting my creative writing assignments! Ta-ta!

Who's On First??

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Who's On First?
Abbott: Well Costello, I’m going to New York with you. You know, Bucky Harris, the Yank’s manager gave me a job as coach for as long as you’re on the team.
Costello: Look Abbott, if you’re the coach, you must know all the players.
Abbott: Right, certainly do.
Costello: Well, I never met the guys, so you’ll have to tell me their names, and then I’ll know who’s playing on the team.
Abbott: Oh, I’ll tell you their names, but you know strange as it may seem, they give these ball players now a days, very peculiar names.
Costello: You mean funny names?
Abbott: Strange names, pet names. Like, Dizzy Dean, and…
Costello: His brother Daffy?
Abbott: Daffy Dean.
Costello: And their French cousin.
Abbott: French?
Costello: Goofe’.
Abbott: Goofe’ Dean, oh I see! Well let’s see, we have on the bags, we have Who’s on first, What’s on second, and I Don’t Know is on third.
Costello: That’s what I want to find out.
Abbott: I say, Who’s on first, What’s on second, and I Don’t Know’s on third.
Costello: Are you the manager?
Abbott: Yes.
Costello: You going to be the coach too?
Abbott: Yes.
Costello: And you don’t know the fellow’s names?
Abbott: Well I should.
Costello: Well then who is on first?
Abbott: Yes.
Costello: I mean the fellow’s name.
Abbott: Who.
Costello: The guy on first.
Abbott: Who.
Costello: The first baseman.
Abbott: Who!
Costello: The guy playing first base.
Abbott: Who is on first.
Costello: I’m asking you who’s on first!
Abbott: That’s the man’s name.
Costello: That’s whose name?
Abbott: Yeah.
Costello: Well go ahead and tell me.
Abbott: That’s it.
Costello: That’s who?
Abbott: Yeah.
(Pause)
Costello: Look, you got a first baseman?
Abbott: Certainly.
Costello: Who’s playing first?
Abbott: That’s right.
Costello: When you pay off the first baseman every month, who gets the money?
Abbott: Every dollar of it.
Costello: All I’m trying to find out is the fellow’s name on first base.
Abbott: Who.
Costello: The guy that gets the money.
Abbott: That’s it.
Costello: Who gets the money on first base?
Abbott: He does, every dollar! Sometimes his wife comes down and collects it.
Costello: Whose wife?
Abbott: Yes. (Pause) What’s wrong with that?
Costello: Look, all I want to know is when you sign up the first baseman, how does he sign his name to the contract?
Abbott: Who.
Costello: The guy.
Abbott: Who.
Costello: How does he sign it?
Abbott: That’s how he signs it!
Costello: Who?
Abbott: Yes.
(Pause)
Costello: All I’m trying to find out is what’s the guy’s name on first base.
Abbott: No, what’s on second base.
Costello: I’m not asking who’s on second.
Abbott: Who is on first!
Costello: One base at a time!
Abbott: Well don’t change the players around!
Costello: I’m not changing nobody!
Abbott: Take it easy, buddy.
Costello: All I’m asking you, who’s the guy on first base?!
Abbott: That’s right.
Costello: Okay.
Abbott: Alright.
(Pause)
Costello: What’s the guy’s name on first base?!
Abbott: No, What is on second!
Costello: I’m not asking you who’s on second!
Abbott: Who’s on first.
Costello: I don’t know.
Abbott: Oh, he’s on third. We’re not talking about him. Now let’s get back to first.
Costello: Now how did I get on third base?
Abbott: Well you mentioned his name.
Costello: If I mentioned the third baseman’s name, who did I say’s playing third?
Abbott: No, Who’s playing first.
Costello: What’s on first?
Abbott: What’s on second.
Costello: I don’t know.
Abbott: He’s on third.
Costello: There I go, back on third again! Will you stay on third base and don’t go off it?
Abbott: Alright, what do you want to know?
Costello: Now who’s playing third base?!
Abbott: Why do you insist on putting Who on third base?
Costello: What am I putting on third?!
Abbott: No, What is on second.
Costello: You don’t want who on second?!
Abbott: No, Who is on first.
Costello: I don’t know!
Both: Third base!
(Pause)
Costello: Look, you got outfield?
Abbott: Sure.
Costello: The left fielder’s name?
Abbott: Why.
Costello: I just thought I’d ask you.
Abbott: Well I just thought I’d tell you.
Costello: Then tell me who is playing left field.
Abbott: Who is playing first.
Costello: I’m not…Stay out of the infield! I want to know, what’s the guy’s name in left field?
Abbott: No, What is on second.
Costello: I’m not asking who’s on second.
Abbott: No, Who is on first.
Costello: I don’t know.
Both: Third base!
(Pause)
Costello: And left fielder’s name?
Abbott: Why!
Costello: Because.
Abbott: No, he’s center field.
Costello: (Fumbles words loudly)
Abbott: Well that’s the fellow’s name.
Costello: Look, look, look, you got a pitcher?
Abbott: Sure.
Costello: The pitcher’s name?
Abbott: Tomorrow.
Costello: You don’t want to tell me today?
Abbott: I’m telling you then.
Costello: Well go ahead.
Abbott: Tomorrow.
Costello: What time?
Abbott: What time what?
Costello: At what time tomorrow are you going to tell me who’s pitching?
Abbott: Now listen, Who is not pitching. Who is on…
Costello: I’ll break your arm you say who’s on first! I want to know, what’s the pitcher’s name?
Abbott: What’s on second!
Costello: I don’t know!
Both: Third base!
(Pause)
Costello: Got a catcher?
Abbott: Certainly.
Costello: The catcher’s name.
Abbott: Today.
Costello: Today? And tomorrow’s pitching?
Abbott: Now you’ve got it.
Costello: All we got is a couple of days on the team. You know, I’m a catcher too.
Abbott: So they tell me.
Costello: I get behind the plate, do some fancy catching. Tomorrow’s pitching on my team and a heavy hitter gets up.
Abbott: Yes.
Costello: Now, the heavy hitter bunts the ball. When he bunts the ball, me being a good catcher, I want to throw the guy out at first base. So I pick up the ball, and throw it to who?
Abbott: Now that’s the first thing that you’ve said right.
Costello: I don’t even know what I’m talking about!
Abbott: Well that’s all you have to do!
Costello: Is throw the ball to first base?
Abbott: Yes.
Costello: Now who’s got it?
Abbott: Naturally.
(Pause)
Costello: Look, if I throw the ball to first base, somebody’s got to get it. Now who has it?
Abbott: Naturally.
Costello: Who?
Abbott: Naturally.
Costello: Naturally?
Abbott: Naturally.
Costello: So I pick up the ball and throw it to Naturally?
Abbott: No you don’t! You throw the ball to Who!
Costello: Naturally.
Abbott: That’s different.
Costello: That’s what I said.
Abbott: You’re not saying that.
Costello: I throw the ball to Naturally?
Abbott: You throw it to Who.
Costello: Naturally.
Abbott: That’s it.
Costello: That’s what I said!
Abbott: Listen, you ask me.
Costello: I throw the ball to who?
Abbott: Naturally.
Costello: Now you ask me.
Abbott: You throw the ball to Who?
Costello: Naturally.
Abbott: That’s it.
Costello: Same as you!
Abbott: You just changed them around.
Costello: Same as you! I throw the ball to who. Whoever it is drops the ball, the guy runs to second, who picks up the ball, throw’s it to what, what throw’s it to I don’t know, I don’t know throw’s it back to tomorrow, triple play!
Abbott: Yes.
Costello: Another guy gets up, and it’s a long fly ball to because. Why? I don’t know, he’s on third, and I don’t give a darn!
Abbott: Oh…What?
Costello: I said, I don’t give a darn!
Abbott: Oh, that’s our short stop.
Costello: (Fumbles words loudly)

Thanksgivingg

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Heyyy. So two days ago was Thanksgiving! The turkey was delicious, the mashed potatoes melted in my mouth, and the pumpkin pies (that I made, totally and completely) were heavenly. I went up to my cousin's house in Hillsborough, and everyone was home from college. It was great seeing everyone. But: where there is a family gathering, there is the inevitable family gossip. UGH.
I drove up there, and in the first ten minutes, I made a bad traffic-related decision(yellow lights, red lights, green lights, they're all relative right? lol) then in one intersection that I'd never driven before, the lanes are all jumbled and I couldn't tell which was turn and which was straight. You know that expression, 'Everybody HATES a backseat driver'? Yeah. My mom was screaming at me from the back seat, "WRONG LANE! SPEED UP OR YOU'LL NEVER MAKE THE LIGHT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? SLOW DOWN FOR GOD'S SAKE!! WHY DID YOU TRY TO MAKE THAT LIGHT?!? YOU WERE OUT OF CONTROL! PULL THE CAR OVER IMMEDIATELY!!" -all in a matter of maybe, 20 seconds. Generally, I'm a good driver, but with her screeching in my ear, anyone would get distracted. Good Lord. For the rest of the hour and twenty minute trip, I was the model of cautious, defensive driving. But, the only thing that was told was, WE NEARLY DIED! ...Feeding the gossip mill.

Shadow a Teacherr

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Today is Shadow a Teacher dayy!! I'm shadowing Mme. Gertner, my french III teacher. So far we've had three classes, french one and two. Thus proved the reason why I will never be a french teacher. I was almost completely lost. The end!

riding: a contemplation

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Soo that's me, coming out of a jump(which you can't see). My form is beautiful and Mazzy is on the correct lead, plus she's bent to the right, so I'm happy. On the other hand, way in the background there, 'Stacy' is sitting there on Chalky, chilling in horrible form. But thats okay, because he's standing still.

This is a tribute to Cory, my first love, who had a stroke and died in April of 2007. He had an animated trot, but once you found your rythem it was hard to be unbalanced. His canter was like riding in an especially well-sprung car, smooth as well-made glass. He had a tendency to hop over jumps, not jump them, but 'hop'. One of his many quirks that I loved. He taught me so much in the nine months that I knew him, and he will always be remembered. His bridle is still hanging in the tack-room, under his name, so I know that I'm not the only one to remembers and misses him. At CR, we have seen many horses come and go, but Cory was incredibly special to me. He is always in my heart and will always have been my first [equine]love.


todayy....

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today, i worked straight through the day. no stop. I was up at 9 then completely cleaned my room, like, immaculately, so I can bring in my winter clothes. Then i had to make dinner and after I got that going I cleaned my mom's room, bathroom, and office. I get $20 for cleaning my mom's stuff, so that's good. But this is the first rest I've had all day. And the last 3 days I've been sick and bed-ridden. ugh. Oh, and I washed, dryed, and folded three loads of laundry. So needless to say i'm hungry, and i'm going to go eat now. Au Revoir!

Sooo...

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So Tuesday I went to the barn, to cover for another of the working students who couldn't make it. It was 35 degrees(!!), windy, and snowing/sleeting. Needless to say I was cold. Linda was so grateful to me for coming out that day(I don't know why, I was just covering for another girl) that she kept thanking me, and thanking me, and thanking me. She even let me get up to ride for a bit when I had a free moment. I got up on Strider, whom I had never ridden before, and the first words out of my mouth were, " HOLY MOLEY!!". Strider was amazing. He has a bit of a hitch in his walk, but it's nowhere near uncomfortable. I gave him a little squeeze to ask him to trot, and what did he do? He picked up the most collected canter I have ever seen, felt, or ridden. I would have just let him go at it, but it was cold outside, he hadn't been warmed up, so his muscles were still stiff, and I couldn't let him hurt himself bu straining a muscle or something. so i brought him down to a trot, which was so smooth I didn't even realize we were trotting. It was smoother than any other horse's walk. amazing, right? So we trotted around the ring a few times, he kept trying to canter but i wouldn't let him. Then about 5 minutes after I had gotten up, the girl arrived who had a lesson on him. So I got off, but we had to take him off of the hackamore and put him in a halter and clip-on's. Apparently, I heard later, that he kept trying to canter. So Jen(the instructor) had to put the girl, who was about 5ish, I'd guess, on the lunge line. After I got home that night, I remembered why I quit being a working student on school nights. After getting up at 5:30 to go to school, being in school for 6 hours then going straight to the barn and staying there for 4 hours, doing hard, physical work. So when I got home around 7:30, all I wanted to do was eat a hot dinner, take a hot shower, and go to bed. But, alas, I still had to do all of my homework. Thank goodness my working student day is now Fridays. TGIF!!

In Response to Zane's Sailor List Blog.

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If you ... then you're a horse person.
* Believe in the 11th Commandment: Inside leg to outside rein.
* Know that all topical medications come in either indelible blue or neon yellow.
* Think nothing of eating a sandwich after mucking out stables.
* Know why a thermometer has a yard of yarn attached to one end of it.
* Are banned from Laundromats.
* Fail to associate whips, chains and leather with sexual deviancy.
* Can magically lower their voices five octaves to bellow at a pawing horse.
* Have a language all their own (”If he pops his shoulder, I have to close that hand and keep pushing with my seat in case he sucks back”.)
* Will end relationships over their hobby.
* Cluck to their cars to help them up hills.
* Insure their horses for more than their cars.
* Will give you 20 names and reasons for that bump on your horse.
* Know more about their horse’s nutrition than their own.
* Have neatsfoot oil stains on the carpet right next to the TV.
* Have a vocabulary that can make a sailor blush.
* Have less wardrobe than their horse.
* Engage in a hobby that is more work than their day job.
* Mucking stalls is better then Zoloft any day.

Realizations....

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-So today, I was standing in the shower and was just letting my mind wander. I ended up thinking about Eve and the apple. So then I start thinking about how, if she had just left it alone like God said to, we(women) would have life a lot easier. A LOT. So then what runs though my mind? Geeze Eve, couldn't you just have said no to the apple? God said not to eat it, so how hard is it not to eat it?!?! If He says do or don't do something, its really not that hard to obey!!
-Immediately following that thought came this one: God also says not to lie, not to steal, not to covet, but you don't have any trouble doing those things, do you? You're just as bad. You are in no position to be criticizing Eve, when you're doing the exact same thing. Talk about the pot calling the kettle black. So, that really made me think. And its making me think right now. We're a great lot of hypocrites, we are. Constantly critisizing others, while omitting the fact that well, we've been there and done that too.
-Especially now, with the elections coming up on November 4th. Talk about name-calling, fact-omitting, slimy-schemed people in the public eye. I'm in no way saying that I'm well versed in the current political situation, but I also know that the candidates havent been A-1 examples of honesty either. Especially since they're in the public, in the press and news, and their actions will be used as examples. Well, Obama said it on TV and Palin made this gesture during a debate, so it must be okay. That kind of thinking makes me mad.
-Oops, got off the subject. I didn't mean to go into politics, but it was such a perfect example. Anyway... I think that everyone needs to start examining themselves and their lives a bit more closely, and critisizing others less. Really... we live in a society that does not applaud when people change for the better(for the most part), but also does not condemn when people change for the worse. The feeling of indifference and apathy permeating the attitudes of people all around the world, permits the 'blind-eye'. The first step towards creating a better society lies not in focusing on changing others, but instead is really focusing on changing ourselves for the better. Once this concept sinks into our abnormally thick skulls, maybe we have a chance at peace.
-In short, stop pointing at other people, and remember this quote, because it rings so true: "Who are you to judge the life I live? I know I'm not perfect, and I don't live to be. But before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean" -Bob Marley

Quips and Quotes and Random Thoughts

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First thing's first. I've been thinking about changing the name of my mini-series from 'Life Changing Knowledge' to 'Realizations' or something like that. I wan looking back at what I've posted, and the last couple of things that I've written about were more of the type of, 'it just hit me over the head' topics. Yes, 'Realizations' is nowhere near as dramatic as 'Life Changing Knowledge', but, its more to the point. Capiche?


My favorite quote of all time? "Speak your mind, but ride a fast horse." -Unknown <- That's very very truee.

"For fifty years, they said the horse was through. Now look at him - a status symbol" -Fletcher Knebel

TOP 10 EXCERSIZES FOR THE EQUESTRIAN
10. Drop a heavy steel object on your foot. Don’t pick it up right away. Shout, “Get off, Get off, GET OFF!”
9.Leap out of a moving vehicle & practice “relaxing in the fall.” Roll lithely into a ball and spring to your feet.
8. Learn to grab your checkbook out of your purse and write out a $200 check without even looking down.
7.Jog long distances carrying a halter and a carrot.Go ahead and tell the neighbors what you are doing -they might as well know now.
6. Affix a pair of reins to a moving freight train and practice pulling it to a halt. Smile as if you are having fun!
5. Hone your fibbing skills “See, hon, moving haybales in FUN!” & “No, really, I’m glad your lucky performance and multimillion dollar horse won the blue ribbon. I am just thankful that my hard work and actual ability won me second place.”
4.Practice dialing your chiropractor’s number with both arms paralyzed to the shoulder and one foot anchoring the lead rope of a frisky horse.
3. Borrow the US Army slogan: Be All That You Can Be -bitten, thrown, kicked, slimed, trampled, frozen, etc.
2. Lie face down in a puddle of mud in your most expensive riding clothes and repeat to yourself, “This is a learning experience, this is a learning experience, this is…”
1. The number 1 exercise to become a better equestrian- marry money!!
(so true, all of it. so very, very true)

This has to be my favorite website of all time. FAVORITE.

What to write about?

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Hello loves. Its October the 16th, and ITS MY BIRTHDAY IN 9 DAYS!!! 17 YEARS!!! So I'm psyched. Over our last weekend, which was 5 days since it was a Jewish holiday, I finally got my drivers permit!!! Yeah, its a bit late to get that since I'm already almost 17, but i had to fulfill all of my mom's prerequisites. So I am the proud owner of a slip of paper from the DMV that says I can drive. YAY! I'm also a very good driver. The instructor even said so lol. I read an article in a magazine in August about how horseback riders are pre-qualified for driving, since riding a horse in an arena full of other horses is just like driving a car, in terms of forward thinking, watching where you're going and multi-tasking. I looked for the article online to give you a link to check it out, but it is in the august issue of Horse & Rider, so I couldn't access it. Sorry. I'm now proud to say, and very very excited about the fact that I'm a working student(again) at my barn. I used to go there 3 or more days a week last year during the winter to earn my lessons, but had to stop since I couldn't get a ride reliably. But now I can again!! I'm so excited =]

Life Changing Knowledge: #3

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  • I'm back! So this one came to me a couple of days ago and I figure I'll write about it. You hear it from everyone. 'Just be yourself, just be yourself, don't pretend to be someone else just to impress others around you, etc.' Well, that takes alot of self-confidence to just be yourself, throwing that habit of worrying what people think of you constantly, to the wind. Well, I did it, and for the first time since 4th grade, I have alot of friends! I speak my mind when I want to, am loud and obnoxious sometimes, but have managed to attract more friends as I am.
  • Zane, thanks for the idea! 'Looking a gift horse in the mouth' is just like 'straight from the horse's mouth'. Somebody gives you a free horse? Well, its not terribly polite to check it's teeth to make sure it's as old as the previous owner claimed. Thats like... getting a present for your birthday, then asking for the reciept so you can check how much it costed.

Life Changing Knowledge: #2

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  • The first thing I wanted to write about today is this sudden insight into an old saying. Then again, only an equestrian would put it together. The saying: "I got it straight from the horse's mouth". The implication: I got my info from the origional source. Where it came from: Waaayyyyy back when people used horses instead of machines, a horse trader would try to trick people into buying an older horse by telling them the horse is younger. Well, we horse-savvy people know that you can tell how old the horse is if you look at their teeth, which consequently are in it's MOUTH! So the seller is telling the buyer that the horse is in the prime of its life, only 10 years old! Well, after a quick peek in it's mouth, the buyer see's that that 'young' horse is in reality 20ish. And where did he get that information? Straight from the horse's mouth!!!
  • Secondly, I have a question I've been wanting to ask for years. Why don't people make eye-contact anymore? Walking down the halls of school, if there's someone coming at you from the opposite direction, the most probable thing they will be looking at is the floor. What happened to looking at people, saying hi, aknowledging existence? I always look at who's in the hall with me, say hi when i know the person, and generally try not to hide in annonymity. Anyone have any insight into that?

update =]

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Soo it occured to me that alot of people in this country only say 'equestrian', not 'equestrienne'. So I'm here telling you that no, I did not misspell my blog title. Equestrienne is the feminine form of 'equestrian' and is used so in Europe. Durrr. =]

Life Changing Knowledge: The Birth of a Series

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  • Getting up twice a class to go blow your nose(in a great honking fashion, no less) because you have a devil of a cold, doesn't scream, "Look how cool I am!" and immediately garner you a circle of friends. In fact, it earns you a couple of sniggers behind your back.
  • Calvin and Hobbes can cheer anyone up from the worst of moods. Try it.

Salut Monde!

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Hey all! I'm Chrissy and I ride horses! (hence the title of my blog)
So I'll be posting on here regularly so be sure to check it out,
and leave some comments to let me know what you think!!
Can't wait to hear from you!!
Horsey Kisses, Chrissy
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