Since my last freebie went over fairly well, I thought I’d try another. This time, I created a printable stall card that you can download and add in your horses’ information! Yup, you read that right — you can type in your own info and voila! you have a beautifully designed custom stall card. I love stall cards for horse shows [I use this very design myself], so that others in the stabling area can contact me during an emergency, or even if they just have a question. At my barn, we don’t bring staff to shows so we divvy up the chores amongst us riders, which means someone who doesn’t usually feed my horse is now responsible for his breakfast, lunch and dinner. To minimize mistakes, I like all of Miles’s info prominently displayed… and I always remind everyone to call for even the simplest of questions. I even like stall cards for home. I think it’s nice to have emergency contact info handy for staff so they never have to go looking for it.
I keep my stall card in a fancy fabric holder my mom made that matches all of my horse show stuff, but you could certainly put this one an everyday clear plastic page protector from your local office supply store or even get it laminated if you so desire. That way it stays dry and clean throughout the show and nobody is caught trying to read blurred emergency phone numbers. Brilliant, I know!
This particular card has spots for your horses show name, barn name and identifying information, emergency contact names and numbers, plus feeding instructions. I also left a section for additional information for any allergies, warnings… or other details I haven’t thought of. It’s currently black and white to be extra printer-friendly. Just make sure to tell your computer to print the card “LANDSCAPE.”
Lately Miles and I have had some rough seas; he was mysteriously NQR for most of July after our 2’6″ debut and as soon as he was pronounced sound enough to jump again, I went off to Aruba for my honeymoon. The very next lesson I fell off and I’ve spent the last week and half nursing some sort of hip/groin injury. At first, I wasn’t too concerned about Miles having some time off because we didn’t have anything planned at honestly we’d accomplished most of the goals I’d set for us. But as the days ticked by and life kept me out of the saddle longer and longer, I did begin to worry a bit. Summer is almost over with Labor Day weekend coming up quick [as in it’s this weekend] and I really, really want to show Labor Day weekend. Mostly because I get a freebie recovery day on Monday, but also because one of our local circuits hosts a special night class at this show every year: Ride for the Ribbon. It’s a hunter derby style class, with entry fees benefiting the Stefanie Spielman Fund for Breast Cancer Research.
Normally, I’m not super gung-ho about supporting funds like this because there are so many I could go broke trying to be involved with them all. But this year, the Ride for the Ribbon has some special meaning. One of my trainers clients is smack dab in the middle of fighting a battle with breast cancer, and it’s been pretty hard on all of us. She has three wonderful horses, two of which she generously allows many of us to ride and show. She’s a wonderful person, one of the most generous I know, and even though she’s not part of the horse show crew, she is part of our barn family. Anyways, the point of the story is our little barn is making a big deal about this derby, and I want to be there.
So last night I saddled up for my first lesson since my fall, and even though I was nervous, I put my game face on. Miles has been wonderful ever since, and I know that his stop was a total fluke. We started slow with just some 2′ verticals and I reverted to my old nervous habits: hunching my shoulders and looking down. Trainer patiently corrected me, and we increased the height throughout our 30 minute ride. By the end, we were jumping a 2’3″ – 2’6″ course and it felt great! Miles listened and let me make some mistakes [in the form of chipping in hard a few times] and never once set a foot wrong. He rewarded me with excellent lead changes when I was balanced, and jumped great when I set him up well. Here’s one of our final rounds from the evening:
Best of all, we got the go ahead from Trainer to attend the show this weekend! Cheers to my first rated 2’6″ division!!
This past weekend I took a break from riding [mostly to appease the DH] and took a road trip to Cincinnati to watch some baseball. DH loves baseball; it’s his favorite sport and I like to indulge him every once in a while so he continues to support my favorite sport. I think our current arrangement works out to something like one baseball game to every three horse shows, which isn’t so bad. Luckily for me, DH’s favorite team is the Atlanta Braves and I bet you can guess how often we travel to Georgia to watch them play. Never. But once a year they do play the Cincinnati Reds, so we travel south and watch a few games. Unfortunately I absolutely hate the city of Cincinnati; every time I’ve been I have a terrible experience. I know a lot of people who like it… but I just can’t see the charm. But for the sake of my marriage, I suck it up.
So after work on Friday we drove down and watched the game; it turned out to be a pretty solid spectator event and I got to see some of my favorite players including Craig Kimbrel [the Braves’ star closing pitcher]. I have to admit, now that I follow the Braves team more closely, it’s pretty cool to see the players in person. Plus, we had awesome seats so I was able to see all the action up close, right behind the Braves’ dugout. DH has also learned that I’m much more obliging if I receive food every four innings. So I ate ice cream and pizza and I was a happy camper. And as an added bonus, I got to see my first stolen base and my first 100+ mph fastball, courtesy of the Reds star closer, Aroldis Chapman.
We slept in late on Saturday, and met a mutual friend for lunch, before moseying our way back to the stadium that evening for another game. It started raining right at game time [of course] and we waited for a little bit, before ditching out and going to find some food. At first, we just went around the corner to Toby Keith’s I Love This Bar & Grill… but the service was abhorrent. We walked in, and there were a ton of people just milling around, with no hostess anywhere in sight. So we sat ourselves in what we thought was open seating. After 15 minutes a waitress finally appeared, and walked right by us to another table. Then she made eye contact with me, and I thought she was walking over to us, but she again walked right by, assisted another table and then made a beeline to the hostess stand. The hostess finally came over and said “These seats are reserved. You can’t sit here. You need to go to the hostess stand to get a seat,” and stalked away. So we followed her back to the hostess stand and were informed it would be a 30 minute wait… even though we could see other open tables available.
So we left and went to Ruth Chris Steakhouse instead, and I had the most delicious filet and shrimp with garlic mashed potatoes and a small cheesecake with peach compote on top for dessert; and guess what? Nobody treated me like shit there! #FuckingCinci
Anyways, after we finished dinner the rain delay was lifted and we made it back to the stadium in time to watch about six innings or so of baseball. The Braves lost, which sucked, but the DH was happy to see so much live baseball, we didn’t get rained on and I got awesome food. All in all, it was a fun and successful weekend trip.