Meme: on a variety of topics
Dec. 2nd, 2013 05:05 pmOne of my teeth broke! A piece has come off. Very peculiar. Beast says there is a crack from the gap to the root, too, which does not bode well. Dentist appointment booked for Thursday.
My meme subject for today, suggested by
solariana, is Horses.
I've never had a lot to do with horses. Which is a shame, because like every other girl, I had horse phase, although in my case it mostly came down to reading 'The Green Grass of Wyoming' books (and then, the 'Thunderhead' series, and further backwards to 'My Friend Flicka', which is a thing that happens when you and your dad cannot walk past a second-hand bookshop and your mother is a librarian by profession). And 'Black Beauty', of course. *sniff* (I guess this was supplemented in my adult years by an addiction to Dick Francis books, before Dick Francis started writing them, at any rate.)
I have ridden, but not often. I have dim memories of attempting a rising trot at some point during my childhood, but I've no context for it. I remember that at one point my little sister and my stepbrother had riding lessons—why I did not share the experience, I have no idea—and my sister was thrown from her pony when it was stung by a bee, in consequence of which she had the most enormous bruise and a strong disinclination to mount up again. I never encouraged my daughter to be interested in riding lessons, because although our current situation is pretty handy for such things, being as how we are surrounded by farms/riding schools, riding lessons are quite expensive. And ponies may be stung by bees.
However, Bun and I did go for a 'pony trek' on our first visit to DisneyWorld back in 1998. I was quite excited about this, but it turned out to be incredibly dull. I think Disney were so wary of lawsuits that the ponies were practically sedated. We certainly went at a very sedate pace. Unlike every other Disney experience, this one did not have Totally Unnecessary Excitement injected into it*, and there weren't even cute things to see en route, which I must admit I had sorta expected. We meandered through the woods in a long, slow line, and that was it. The most exciting thing about it was barely being able to stand up after a couple of hours (?) astride something not unlike a barrel.
I like the look of horses, and the romance of horses, but I know very little about them. If you read the second part (and the third part) of the Chronicles of Lancyn and Ser Chrisfer, you will see that I fudge a *lot* on that subject. Although I do have a fondness for
ephemera's post about which boybanders are like which horses, which sadly I cannot find or I should link it for you!
* I was so unimpressed by 'chasing poachers' in the Animal Kingdom's Safari ride, and really disappointed in the missed opportunities of Body Wars, where the chance for a fascinating experience was squandered in a dizzying and disorienting dash for the exit BEFORE TIME RAN OUT. Bah.
If you'd like to pick a subject for any available day in the rest of December, the post is here. Please do!
My meme subject for today, suggested by
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I've never had a lot to do with horses. Which is a shame, because like every other girl, I had horse phase, although in my case it mostly came down to reading 'The Green Grass of Wyoming' books (and then, the 'Thunderhead' series, and further backwards to 'My Friend Flicka', which is a thing that happens when you and your dad cannot walk past a second-hand bookshop and your mother is a librarian by profession). And 'Black Beauty', of course. *sniff* (I guess this was supplemented in my adult years by an addiction to Dick Francis books, before Dick Francis started writing them, at any rate.)
I have ridden, but not often. I have dim memories of attempting a rising trot at some point during my childhood, but I've no context for it. I remember that at one point my little sister and my stepbrother had riding lessons—why I did not share the experience, I have no idea—and my sister was thrown from her pony when it was stung by a bee, in consequence of which she had the most enormous bruise and a strong disinclination to mount up again. I never encouraged my daughter to be interested in riding lessons, because although our current situation is pretty handy for such things, being as how we are surrounded by farms/riding schools, riding lessons are quite expensive. And ponies may be stung by bees.
However, Bun and I did go for a 'pony trek' on our first visit to DisneyWorld back in 1998. I was quite excited about this, but it turned out to be incredibly dull. I think Disney were so wary of lawsuits that the ponies were practically sedated. We certainly went at a very sedate pace. Unlike every other Disney experience, this one did not have Totally Unnecessary Excitement injected into it*, and there weren't even cute things to see en route, which I must admit I had sorta expected. We meandered through the woods in a long, slow line, and that was it. The most exciting thing about it was barely being able to stand up after a couple of hours (?) astride something not unlike a barrel.
I like the look of horses, and the romance of horses, but I know very little about them. If you read the second part (and the third part) of the Chronicles of Lancyn and Ser Chrisfer, you will see that I fudge a *lot* on that subject. Although I do have a fondness for
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* I was so unimpressed by 'chasing poachers' in the Animal Kingdom's Safari ride, and really disappointed in the missed opportunities of Body Wars, where the chance for a fascinating experience was squandered in a dizzying and disorienting dash for the exit BEFORE TIME RAN OUT. Bah.
If you'd like to pick a subject for any available day in the rest of December, the post is here. Please do!