Cross Country

Our neighbor’s kid (well she’s no longer a kid, she’s in col­lege) has been hors­ing around for for quite a while and we have been to see her do a few events in the area over the years. Today Ellen was com­pet­ing in the cross-country por­tion of the 3 day event at Jump­ing Branch Farm in Mont­morenci, where we had seen her show jump before a few years ago. Ellen’s mom invited us this morn­ing to watch with her and she made an excel­lent guide, fill­ing us equine novices in on the intri­ca­cies of 3-day eventing.

All that spec­tat­ing made us hun­gry, so we stopped at Maria’s Mex­i­can Restau­rant on the way home. Car­rni­tas for me and two tacos for her. We both had agua helada to drink. Even though I list what we ordered sep­a­rate, today, like last night, we pretty much divvy up each dish between us 60% what the per­son orders and 40% of the other’s item.

I gave the Emperor a proper bath this after­noon. It was already need­ing it and after dri­ving a mile or so of dirt road to see Ellen jump fences, it was really time. While wash­ing, I noticed that I have a nice scrape on the lower por­tion of the front chin spoiler. Won­der how long it has been there? It is on the driver’s side, so I would see it each day as we walked back to the car after work, but… The only rea­son I prob­a­bly haven’t noticed it before now is that the primer show­ing through is white and the park­ing lot lines are white and it must look like their reflec­tion in the spoiler. Because I am for­ever park­ing in the far­thest out spot and as close to the curb as pos­si­ble to avoid door dings, I bet I scraped it ever so gen­tly on one of those curbs. I think I have a bit of that spray can of car color left that I can use to touch it up.