Giddyup

I'm going riding this morning. As in on the back of a horse. A girlfriend of mine is a horse trainer, and she's letting me tag along with her while she is giving riding lessons to a client.

My maternal grandmother was a great horse woman and rode bareback into her eighties. So naturally, I am expecting to throw my leg up over the horse, hoist myself confidently into the saddle, take the reins and amaze my friend and her student with my innate equestrian skill.

Like a fish to water. Or is it a duck?

Whatever.

If I come back in one piece, I will let you all know how it goes. Unless I just ride off into the sunset.

Kippy-yi-yi-yay.

k.