Hello friends! I am so incredibly excited to share today’s post with you, so much so that I put it together on Sunday night, which is something I never do LOL. When I was boarding at a barn in Dallas a few years ago, I had the good fortune to meet one of the most talented artists I have ever known, Joanna Zeller Quentin. Not only does she have more talent in her little finger then most have in their whole body- she is incredibly kind, funny, and an excellent horsewoman. I am beyond excited to share this Q&A with all of you, as her work is truly awe-inspiring and I have admired it for many years now. Enjoy!
In honor of my new Voltaire, I thought one of my readers should celebrate with me by getting some Voltaire of their own! I have teamed up with Britt (the Texas/South central Voltaire rep) to host a giveaway here on Hunky Hanoverian. This is a just for fun, to celebrate how excited I am about my new Palm Beach, and share my love of all things Voltaire with my readers. No kickback for me, except maybe some new readers to follow along with us.
***This post contains some graphic images of equine wounds***
I realized the other day that I never did a follow-up on Rio’s 2 surgical sites for you guys. Equine wound care can be a crazy stressful journey, and y’all were SO supportive during the entire process, I still can’t thank everyone enough. It was a really rough patch for Rio and I, and it was hard to keep our spirits up at times. The encouragement I received from the blogging community was tremendous, and really helped make a difficult time more bearable. THANK YOU!
For my newer readers, here is a little re-cap:
End of May 2017 something poisonous bit Rio’s medial right hind legs. I do not know if it was a snake or a spider, but I refer to it as his spider bite out of habit. It necrosed, and caused a huge awful hole.
Guys. Change is HARD. I don’t like it. Not one bit.
There have been a lot of changes in my horsey world lately and I think it’s time to talk about them. MM got a wonderful opportunity and moved to a new barn at the beginning of February. Everything happened kind of quickly, and although I wanted to move with her, I didn’t want to lose my stall deposit by not giving 30 days notice, because it was an entire month of board. Instead, I gave my notice, and kind of did my own thing in February. I liked the facility and the people where I was (Flower Mound Farm), but I couldn’t exactly stay there without a trainer, especially since they don’t allow jumping outside of lessons.
Y’all. Seriously. This DIY: Bit Box tutorial has been in the works for DAYS… ok really, weeks. I started it before my bout with the death flu, then the monsoons came and killed whatever ounce of motivation I had. But – IMHO – it was worth the wait!
I have a few tack trunks… My big Burlingham tack locker and the DIY rehab Warner’s trunk live at the barn… and I have a handmade tack trunk in my garage that is too sentimental for barn life… plus a few Rubbermaid totes and a Stanley-type trunk that also reside in the garage. Alas, with all of these options, I didn’t have a practical way to store bits.
Since entering DQ-land, I haven’t had the need for my variety of hunter bits but I refuse to get rid of any of them. They were stored in an old shopping bag in the back of my SUV… because you never know when a DQ will want to switch from a loose ring French link to a… Waterford? Elevator? Ha! Enter my “bit box.”
THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!! My Voltaire saddle has finally arrived!
My Voltaire Palm Beach saddle arrived yesterday. My hubby sent me pics of the box while I was at work, and I considered asking my boss if I could leave early. Only sort of joking. I was THAT excited. This may be the only time in my life that I get a brand new saddle (hello 30th birthday present, thanks hubby!!!), so the anticipation and excitement was almost literally killing me. Almost. I may have had a tiny panic attack on Sunday when the FedEx tracking said there was a clearance delay in customs. Thankfully, my rep is awesome and she called the US Voltaire office first thing on Monday morning, and by the early afternoon they had it all sorta out and it only delayed delivery by 1 day.
This is sort of an Andis clippers product review, but also sort of a brag. Forewarning!
Andis AGC Super 2-Speed Clippers
Purchased from SmartPak. Price is $161.45 if you get the 5% USEF discount. I paid $136.45 because SP had emailed me a $25 gift card for shipping something late in January- talk about customer service! They also have a promotion where you get a free pair of Andis Tackmate Clippers when you buy the AGG Super 2-Speed pair. I think those sell for around $30, so not high end clippers by any standard, but still- FREE.
I RARELY do this on my blog, but here is a completely non-horse related post. I am a huge Harry Potter nerd, and I finally got to go to Universal Studios in Orlando, FL last weekend with my hubby and my family. In case any of you are as big of Potter nerds as I am, enjoy the photos and videos! (The vimeos are my snap stories from the 2 days, so a mix of photos and videos)
If you haven’t already, I suggest you start by reading The Post-Junior Years Part 1!
Having already discussed how I stayed involved with horses during my college years, I now want to tackle the early adult years, i.e. post college years. You know what I’m talking about, those years where you realize you actually have to find a job that relates to your major and you are panicking big time because you didn’t really think things through when you decided to study Egyptology/Bagpiping/Canadian Studies. You strongly consider bartending and possibly even exotic dancing when you realize that both of those ‘careers’ make more money then the entry level salary at a job that you actually majored in. I am looking at you biology major. Anyway, I could go on and on, but the point is that you eventually realize you have to go back to school to do something that actually interests you and makes a salary above the poverty line, which is important because horses cost money.
So how do you stay involved with horses during your post-junior years? Imagine that you are poor, like $50,000 in college tuition debt poor, and you have no real job to speak of (don’t knock pet setting though, it can be pretty great), and you realize you have to do MORE school if ever want to adult on a real level in a field you are actually interested in (in my case, healthcare). I can’t speak for everyone, but I can tell you how I did it.