tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post6422303676285567055..comments2024-03-11T21:51:38.696-04:00Comments on The Dressage Curmudgeon: Take the easy road, Asshole. Remember...Nobody said life had to be fair.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00862983598055228855noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-24190376975347880432013-07-29T19:52:17.234-04:002013-07-29T19:52:17.234-04:00I used to clinic at the most beautiful private bar...I used to clinic at the most beautiful private barn, filled with beautiful 6 figure horses being ridden terribly by the middle aged barn owner, who knew she road badly. It was clearly depressing for her as she was always a class A bitch prior to her rides and then much more agreeable after her rides with a few drinks in her. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-1403635804456838112013-02-12T13:42:30.690-05:002013-02-12T13:42:30.690-05:00"If your coach needs to school your horse at ..."If your coach needs to school your horse at the show because Stormy noticed a terrifying port-o-let barf out its innocent prisoner and has turned into a blubbering heap of equine jello, that's ok."<br /><br />OMG, that made me laugh. I have arabs and do endurance rides, so my horses are no longer afraid when the port-o-potty eats me and then minutes (I hope) later regurgitates me. But I remember the look on Flash's face the first time I reemerged from one :)SweetPeahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01762714976706163036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-59777524798151854752013-02-11T15:47:41.779-05:002013-02-11T15:47:41.779-05:00It's funny you say 'puddle of goo' bec...It's funny you say 'puddle of goo' because the horse shoes were looking like toilet seats and the horse heads were looking like dinosaurs. After that we learned to put them on ice.appygalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02317237674993910474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-69519144329795395202013-02-10T09:59:03.342-05:002013-02-10T09:59:03.342-05:00When you make it to the big times - don't forg...When you make it to the big times - don't forget to fire up your motorized cooler to drive over to have a beer with me. Pfft, who needs a mini-bike. Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00862983598055228855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-74785220195991763092013-02-10T09:56:48.232-05:002013-02-10T09:56:48.232-05:00I think handing out partially melted mutant horse ...I think handing out partially melted mutant horse chocolates would have been more interesting. Would have helped remind people to keep the show running on schedule as well. <br /><br />"Do you want Mr. Cocoa's ass to totally dissolve into a puddle of goo? NO - well then get in the fricking ring NOW!!"<br /><br />Regardless of what the prize is or how little they want it - people who aren't clueless blowhards should accept gracefully, or alternatively, give back to the show to "regift". No one is forcing you to win a prize. <br /><br />If life were fair, this would be especially true when children who would give their left arm for that saddle pad are listening in. Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00862983598055228855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-10319187241850567252013-02-09T12:27:11.753-05:002013-02-09T12:27:11.753-05:00Food (horse or human) makes a great prize; however...Food (horse or human) makes a great prize; however, in the summer you have to watch what you buy. One year we offered chocolate horses for the division champs made by a local chocolatier, but had to keep them ice in a cooler, so the competitors were disappointed in our lack of prize table, since the prizes were hidden in the shade.<br /><br />Anyways, I've been one of those people with the rickety old trailer lucky to have my husband or friend to drag along, and sometimes even a coach to read a test or two. Although I've never won a first place ribbon, I can definitely say my horse is the best behaved at a show. appygalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02317237674993910474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-91108925297869691592013-02-09T09:28:44.738-05:002013-02-09T09:28:44.738-05:00Went to a show once where part of every prize was ...Went to a show once where part of every prize was a delicious, gormet, horse shaped cookie :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-83836497017903835012013-02-09T09:01:38.474-05:002013-02-09T09:01:38.474-05:00In fairness to the loud voiced pony mom... the pri...In fairness to the loud voiced pony mom... the prizes at our Bronze shows could probably be improved. For example, at one show I won a purple mini grooming bucket, and some type of pony bathing glove? Both of which are proudly gathering dust together because really, what use do I have for a miniature grooming bucket? I haven't even been able to find anyone to offload it onto!<br />A saddle pad is (at the very least) somewhat useful. However, my vote is that they give out chocolate or something edible. Can't go wrong with food ;)Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01197789181776030907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-14288148809260179422013-02-09T02:46:29.083-05:002013-02-09T02:46:29.083-05:00Hear hear!
hahaha :DHear hear!<br />hahaha :DCThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12454384973270742505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-880213609280974752013-02-08T23:37:57.188-05:002013-02-08T23:37:57.188-05:00Haha I love this! Although, I have to admit, I sti...Haha I love this! Although, I have to admit, I still feel a twinge of jealousy when I see some teen rolling in with her coach and a big rig with a fancy warmblood wrapped to its eyeballs when I came clunking in with an old stock trailer and my plump pony. Then I beat them and I feel alright, because I remember you can't buy dedication. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-46474978583573010912013-02-08T21:31:38.801-05:002013-02-08T21:31:38.801-05:00Bwahaha - so very, very funny. When I arrive at t...Bwahaha - so very, very funny. When I arrive at this Sunday's schooling show, alone, toting my own damn lawn chair, I will be laughing at myself - the middled age adult ammie who can only afford one lesson a week. Cheers!Bakersfield Dressagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05571487914424695283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-87021603072872864442013-02-08T15:44:15.699-05:002013-02-08T15:44:15.699-05:00This was very humorous and I certainly agree. For ...This was very humorous and I certainly agree. For the record, I would not have thought any less of you (and don't now) for adding pro training to your program. Good for you AND Ms. V, I'm sure! <br /><br />HOWEVER, I would like to TRY, just once, being one of those people who can afford a six-figure mount, every piece of fancy equipment known to mankind and a phenomenal trainer (not necessarily big-name, just a truly good one). If I then fell on my face it would be own fault but at least then I wouldn't waste time being jealous - yup, I admit - of anyone else! :-)RiderWriterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05679157278313699794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-16334921483341563392013-02-08T12:32:09.765-05:002013-02-08T12:32:09.765-05:00This reminds me of the breed-bias that so many bad...This reminds me of the breed-bias that so many bad riders think all the judges have.<br /><br />Personally, I think showing, training, and all the rest would be a lot more enjoyable if the biggest dressage demographic didn't seem to be neurotic, middle aged women who don't understand sports.<br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4571933866625297210.post-4117013250813837962013-02-08T10:22:55.592-05:002013-02-08T10:22:55.592-05:00DC, I say you turn this one into a stand-up routin...DC, I say you turn this one into a stand-up routine and warm up the next National Symposium with it. Pure gold. Cheers!Shannonnoreply@blogger.com