I think we all have an image that we perpetuate... especially on social media. If you judged my life solely by my Facebook and Twitter pages, you'd think I was out every night of the week going to high faluting parties wearing crazy bal gowns, but that's just not the case. In fact, most evenings you can find me cleaning the barn... ie: shoveling manure!

When you're a horse person, you're married to them. You just can't take them to the kennel when you want a vacation. So, with that being said, welcome to my life. I know Pressure, Captain, Danny, Neal and Paisano are pleased to meet you... especially if you have a carrot!

P.S. Excuse my helmet hair
P.S.S. Sorry, the PortaCool makes it kinda hard to hear. Yes, my horses basically have air conditioning.
P.S.S.S. Yes, I baby talk to my animals. Everyone does it... and if they don't, they should!
P.S.S.S.S. Please excuse all of the hay in their manes and forelocks. The like hay. And they also like to spread it around!