Ian’s dinner went really well, although I think I drank a few too many of my ‘signature’ cocktails and a bit too much Spicebox pumpkin-spiced whiskey, as I slept in until 11am the next morning and felt like garbage the whole day! ARGH.
Still went riding though, and Oats was a darling. He seems to be extra-nice to me when I ride hungover (and this seems to be happening a lot in Oct. darn party month!). We had our Halloween party and I went as the Sheriff of Calgary, and did a little coffee-table dancing! It was super fun!
Sunday we rode outside and true to form, as soon as I am not hungover, Oat is spooky outside. We did a little bit of crossrail jumping and then moved indoors to practice our Training Level 1&2 tests, of which I CANNOT remember. I roped the poor Czech girl Gabrielle into helping me with the tests, and between her English and my memory, made for some very interesting rides. Poor Oats was confused!!
We had a small bonfire at the barn after, which was very nice. I’m also currently eating WAY too much Halloween candy.
Quite literally at the party, before I even knew what I was doing, I had a fist-full of candy wrappers in my hand! And I had eaten 5 mini chocolate bars in 30 seconds?! Whaa??