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			<title>Bananas, bah-nan-ahs</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 22:25:10 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Finally hot enough to take the blankets off the girls.  My little helper was taking her bucket of garlic and going to each stall with a handful.  She even knew that Cran's stall was open in the back and walked around because I had the front closed....]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Finally hot enough to take the blankets off the girls.  My little helper was taking her bucket of garlic and going to each stall with a handful.  She even knew that Cran's stall was open in the back and walked around because I had the front closed.<br />
Then everyone ate, we took the blankets to the porch and I got a good look at everyone.  My mares are crazy gorgeous.</div>

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			<title><![CDATA[OMG! Wic <3 me!!]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 08:55:55 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[OMG!! Wic, my horse riding instructor (read bout her in other blogs) Has asked ME to go with HER in her CAR, with her green horse  Clyide,(who I want to steal! he is wicked!!) to a S/J COMP!! I'm going tomorrow, if the weather is good. I am sooo...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>OMG!! Wic, my horse riding instructor (read bout her in other blogs) Has asked ME to go with HER in her CAR, with her green horse  Clyide,(who I want to steal! he is wicked!!) to a S/J COMP!! I'm going tomorrow, if the weather is good. I am sooo happy. I'm just a kid, with a green pony, who kept her pony up at her place for a month, and 6 weeks with Cappy, and now I go for fortnightly lessons with her. WOW!! Tell all about it tomorrow and who she goes!!</div>

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			<title>Very cohesive</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 03:25:57 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Nailed the interview today!  Hopefully there will be a spot for me in one of the 50-60 availabilities they have!  Personally made my schedule to accommodate. 
 
I miss my horse.  Went to see him again today, gave him some extra grain.  He goes...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Nailed the interview today!  Hopefully there will be a spot for me in one of the 50-60 availabilities they have!  Personally made my schedule to accommodate.<br />
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I miss my horse.  Went to see him again today, gave him some extra grain.  He goes through it like a freight train now that his teeth are done.  I think it really likes it so I will be sure to buy it for him as often as he likes.  Waiting for the days to pass when I can get my grass seeded and he can come home.</div>

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			<title>First session-SUCCESS!</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 16:40:11 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Last night was Pie's first session. We started easy with a "kiss".  
  
The technique I used was to put a goodie inbetween my thumb and forefinger, let her know I had it, place it near my cheek, lean forward and give her a verbal command "Kisses"...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Last night was Pie's first session. We started easy with a &quot;kiss&quot;. <br />
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The technique I used was to put a goodie inbetween my thumb and forefinger, let her know I had it, place it near my cheek, lean forward and give her a verbal command &quot;Kisses&quot; was the command I chose. when her muzzle touched my cheek, I brought my hand down and rewarded her with the goodie. <br />
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I made a point to NOT reward her near my face as I dont want her trying to nip.<br />
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Then we shook things up abit and I stood with my back to her, bent over backwards and had her give me a kiss like that..yes, kinda goofy, but trying to make things interesting.<br />
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Pie truly exceeded my expectations last night, as after 5 times, she was putting her muzzle to my cheek on her own.:)<br />
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I think we are going to try some target training. Im thinking it will help her with the other tricks I plan to teach her. if I can direct her where to put her nose, I can direct her where she needs to be.<br />
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And it helps Miss Pie is highly food motivated!:wink:</div>

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			<title>how terrable... :(</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 14:41:34 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>So my beautiful horse Marengai, being a silly stallion decided to pick a fight with the horse beside him. He hit his leg off the wall and brused his cannon bone on his frount right leg, and with his age of 18, it wont be until after new years until...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>So my beautiful horse Marengai, being a silly stallion decided to pick a fight with the horse beside him. He hit his leg off the wall and brused his cannon bone on his frount right leg, and with his age of 18, it wont be until after new years until he healed! :frown: On top of that my other horse Monarch has an absess in his frount right foot, how ironic? both my horses hurting themselfs one on his frount right leg, the other his frount right hoof. Talk about bad luck!</div>

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			<title>11/19/09</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 00:45:31 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Today: I am in college all day long! So no time for my buddies today. Hopefully tomorrow. When I left this morning I could see Cielo watching me, "Mommy aren't we going to do something fun today?"  
  
All I could think was... "Once Mommies...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><font color="black"><font face="Book Antiqua"><font size="3">Today: I am in college all day long! So no time for my buddies today. Hopefully tomorrow. When I left this morning I could see Cielo watching me, &quot;Mommy aren't we going to do something fun today?&quot; </font></font></font><br />
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<font size="3"><font face="Book Antiqua"><font color="black">All I could think was... &quot;Once Mommies stiffness goes away....&quot; LOL Read about yesterday below. The beginning of our &quot;under saddle&quot; exploits.</font></font></font></div>

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			<title>Wed, Nov. 18, 2009</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 00:37:51 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Yesterday: I took Cielo outside of the ring for the first time.... Oh, and let's keep this information confidential, K? No telling trainers, etc.  
  
So I went out with a dear friend of mine and came to find that Cielo is extraordinarily FORWARD!...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><font face="Book Antiqua"><font size="3"><font color="black"><font face="Book Antiqua">Yesterday: I took Cielo outside of the ring for the first time.... Oh, and let's keep this information confidential, K? No telling trainers, etc. </font></font></font><br />
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<font size="3"><font face="Book Antiqua"><font color="black">So I went out with a dear friend of mine and came to find that Cielo is extraordinarily FORWARD! He tried to run off with me. No direction really he just wanted to run. Away from home or towards home it did not matter. Regardless, times like these are the reason that I pray before I ride. After a little bit on the trail he grew into the idea of walking not running like some wild colt and taking care of his mommy. About 20 min. into my our ride he settled down and turned into an old pro. It seems my baby is growing up. * sobb * </font></font></font><br />
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<font size="3"><font face="Book Antiqua"><font color="black">After the initial craziness of our ride we did have a very nice outing. He calmed down really nicely and was very careful taking me over ditches and up and down hills. I am very proud of him and the trainers that have taken the time to work with us..... Now only if I could get Cielo to show that fire he had at the beginning of our trailride in the arena. Then I might be getting somewhere. LOL </font></font></font><br />
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			<title>I got a quitter</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 23:16:25 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[How depressing! I've never in my life had a horse that is or has been speculated to be a QUITTER! Ahg! I'm ashamed! I had Lottie in a lesson today and by gosh she is a lazy thing and she always has been, but she did great and was listening and...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>How depressing! I've never in my life had a horse that is or has been speculated to be a QUITTER! Ahg! I'm ashamed! I had Lottie in a lesson today and by gosh she is a lazy thing and she always has been, but she did great and was listening and trying. An dthen the trainer, who I know well and respect or I wouldn't have taken the lesson said to always be careful not to work her until she's tired because she'll quit. MAN! I am seriously bummed. I mean, lazy, sure, I knew that, unspeakably mellow, yeah, I'm aware, but to give up? He said she's very soft and would rather roll over than fight about stuff. Sheesh. I would get that horse. I guess I got her to teach me some patience and how to appreciate a delicate flower like herself. Dang Lottie. She did really well though, she tried hard and figured things out, she was just a good girl. He also said she was a doll. I don't know about her. I feel like I&quot;d be stupid to get rid of her, and I like, she likes me and she trusts me, but she's very boring to me. She's SO easy and SO compliant, she's just not much of a challenge. I suppose she could be one that I really focus on finishing well. Tuck is great and all, but he wasn't really polished off until he hit 7- as in, this year. I think Lot could move right along and be a really nice moving/feeling horse in a few years time. She's also going to be flashy, she'll have a bog stop, she's athletic and a good mover, plus you kow, palomino. Bummer though. A soft horse. I'm not a soft person! How did I end up with a soft horse!? adn she was so rank when I got her too, I thought she'd give me a run for my money. Nope, had one throwdown with her about running me over and that was it, she mellowed out and has been a push over ever since. Hmm. She's a quandry to me. It's funny, I get a soft yellow dog and a soft yellow horse. Gotta learn to stick with those dark colors.. next time it's a black horse and a black dog. I drive my friends crazy whining about how I wish she'd do something, they tell me people would kill for a horse like that. I doubt it, she'll be really easy to ruin, she's going to actually be quite a lot of work for me to get her pepped up a bit. I think that will be a good skill to acquire. I've spent so long being cool, calm, and collected, time to larn to be a yahoo without blowing her mind. Like he said, she's a softy who just might quit on me, so I guess I'll just have to show her that I won't ever quit on her. Honestly, I think she'll get over it. I think she'll end up with more try than most horses ever get- I just have a feeling it might only come out when she's with me.:rolleyez:</div>

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			<title>My new horse!</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 02:12:55 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Ok so I got a new horse :D and she is three years old and all of a sudden she started this bucky thing :no: I have been working her, knowing that she can't buck when her hindquarters are disengaged but, how do I get her to completely stop... oh this...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Ok so I got a new horse :D and she is three years old and all of a sudden she started this bucky thing :no: I have been working her, knowing that she can't buck when her hindquarters are disengaged but, how do I get her to completely stop... oh this started when I got hurt at a show and fell of a friends horse and got hurt and then got up on her when my arm was still in a cast and she bucked me off.... so any ideas??? and just so you know... she is young, but I don't ride her very much, just to keep her tuned up on everything</div>

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			<title>Darby and I</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 12:57:37 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I adopted a 16 month old PMU rescue in Sept.  After a 10 year hiatius of working with horses to raise my family.  This is a blog of sorts to record my journey with this new little man in my life and to hope to gather advice from all of you in the...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I adopted a 16 month old PMU rescue in Sept.  After a 10 year hiatius of working with horses to raise my family.  This is a blog of sorts to record my journey with this new little man in my life and to hope to gather advice from all of you in the horse world.</div>

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			<title>Mt P Weekend over!</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 09:52:12 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Well, what a weekend! Friday night I made up my mind not to plait up Cappy. Dad went agro at me. He is really into winning and does almost whateva to win. The flies were soo bad, I'm glad I didn't plait up!. Poor Cappy:(, Dad sprayed his face with...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Well, what a weekend! Friday night I made up my mind not to plait up Cappy. Dad went agro at me. He is really into winning and does almost whateva to win. The flies were soo bad, I'm glad I didn't plait up!. Poor Cappy:(, Dad sprayed his face with water. Saturday morning up early to load the amazing, crazy, idot pony of mine into our wonderful float. One go, and he was in! 1 hour later, we unloaded 'The Thing' and found some PC friends! First class was Club Rider 10-15yrs. Well, Cappy's first hack show, first class, came out with the BLUE RIBBON!!! Club mount over 12.2hh &amp; under 14hh was next and we werent placed. Hey, first hack show, remember! I went into Champion against a friend from my PC, AND GOT CHAMPION!!!!! Go me, yeah ha, uoo yeah!! lol! I got 2nd in rider 10-15 yrs, 4th maiden pony or hack, 3rd pony over 12.2hh &amp; under 14hh and 4th in both Pair of Riders and Pair of Hacks. When the day was over, I stayed the night and my Grandperent's racing stud. They breed up some great winners. In the morning, Dad picked me and my wonderful steed up and took us back to the grounds. First off was the showjumping at 35 cm. the jumps were easy, but next to most of the jumps, there was spooky things. Cappy looked at most of them, but we still got a clear round. My instructor rode her green horse around the small course as me, but got a few refusals, and missed a jump. An hour later, I went for my 55cm round. The jumps looked huge! I just amied him and prayed for dear life that it would go well and held on like we were plunging into lava! I was surprized that he cleared all of the jumps, but the jugde thought we crossed our tracks. Awell, first S/J comp (even though it was a clear round gets a ribbon)at that height. A while later me, my instrotor (lets call her Wic, NOT HER REAL NAME!) and a friend from my PC that had lessons from Wic and brought her horse off of Wic went out to train over the XC jumps. I even did some grd 4 (65 cm) jumps when I am only meant to do grd 5! (50cm) It was all going great, until... Captain decided to rush after Wic and few strides before a jump, landed in a small hole and I went flying over his shoulder. I have had a sprainded ankle for over a week! Some of the jumps I did'nt do because my ankle hurt too much. There was a ditch about 30cm wide. Cappy stoped and looked down at it, and I went for a slide down his neck. He pulled his head up and I almost got back in the saddle, untill Cappy droped his head and turned his neck to the right and saw me and pulled his head back straight. I landed on my head so now I get headaches easily! (not really a good thing, but I can sit out of the class and watch my mates do some really hard work :wink:) I did most of the other jumps after that. It was an amazing day and can't wait till the next time I see him. Kiss kiss to Cappy :cutekiss: :bow:</div>

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			<title>aaaah so nervous</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 23:40:56 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Why why WHY must I get so nervous on the phone??? 
Its even worse when I get answering machines. 
 
I called up about a weekend groom/stablehand position at a dressage stables today and I got the ladies answering machine.  
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Why why WHY must I get so nervous on the phone???<br />
Its even worse when I get answering machines.<br />
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I called up about a weekend groom/stablehand position at a dressage stables today and I got the ladies answering machine. <br />
So I say &quot;Hi, I'm just enquiring about the stablehand position, my name is Katie *****(all good so far then....) you can reach me on 02(oops I've forgotten my number!), no sorry, 04 ******** and then my voice broke on the last digit and i had to say it again!<br />
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Gah, I was so nervous! She's going to think I'm a blubbering idiot now!<br />
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I've also applied for a fair few other jobs as well but nobody is hiring. I guess all I can do is keep trying till someone wants me!</div>

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			<title>Work....</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 12:00:38 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>When i go to work, I think about why I am there.  Well for starters it pays for my horses.  Second in dosent bother me like it does some people.  But i also go there for experience.  Discipline is another factor.  If I dont learn how to deal with...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>When i go to work, I think about why I am there.  Well for starters it pays for my horses.  Second in dosent bother me like it does some people.  But i also go there for experience.  Discipline is another factor.  If I dont learn how to deal with people how will I ever keep a job in the real world?  I think that is a few reasons for girls who have no idea what work is.  I am also around horses, so when work is done, I can go ride and work with my bosses horses:).  This is just work work work all day long for me!<br />
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~Haley</div>

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			<title><![CDATA[=( Very sad day...I didn't want this to happen.]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 06:32:54 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Sorry this is *so* long =( All of the past events have culminated into this final, horrible morning. Just a bit of background. She hates my boyfriend, and loathes the fact that I might want to go to school at NMSU in order to stay with him. This...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Sorry this is <b><i>so</i></b> long =( All of the past events have culminated into this final, horrible morning. <i>Just a bit of background. She hates my boyfriend, and loathes the fact that I might want to go to school at NMSU in order to stay with him. This isn't a casual relationship. I want to be with him forever, and she resents it whole-heartedly. </i><br />
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So...I don't think I can have a relationship with my mom. I wanted to. We never had it perfect, but we used to get along so much better. We weren't best friends, but at least we HAD something. It's gotten worse and worse because of the &quot;Kyle N College&quot; situation, and especially this week...everything's really just gone to ****. I wanted to help her. I know she's sad. I DO care about her, even though she makes me so, SO angry. Today I tried to fix it. I tried...and got shot down royally. <br />
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So I rolled out of bed late this morning and went to feed the ponies. I called mom's cell phone to see if she was working at the Horse Trials, and I heard it ring in her bedroom. I picked it up and planned to give it to her when I got to the trials. I pulled up to the farm gate, and there she and the Saturn were. She was locking up. I got out to give her the phone. I could tell she was distressed and asked what was wrong, but she turned red, shook her head, and got into the car. I opened the passenger side door and got in. She started crying, lamenting that &quot;everything's changing&quot; and that I'm &quot;like a stranger&quot; now. We talked a little, and I suggested we go to Starbucks. She said she didn't want coffee but could maybe go for a hot chocolate. I got into my car and sped off in the other direction. I got to Starbucks and ordered her a cinnamon roll and a hot chocolate, and asked them to put it in a mug and make it &quot;all pretty&quot;. <br />
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She got there and we started talking. About what? College. And Kyle. And the EXACT SAME THINGS we always talk about when we talk. I mentioned something about...oh I don't remember, and wondered why she didn't know. She told me that I never informed her of anything, and I retorted with the fact that it's because we can never have a &quot;normal&quot; conversation. Here's the scary part...she goes *yes, bleary eyed and sniffling on the other side of the table* &quot;this isn't a normal conversation?&quot; Obviously <i>not! </i><br />
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She goes on to say that she knows she can't control my life, but she had high aspirations for me and yadda yadda. That's fine. I know that. And you know what, obviously I <i>care</i> about her aspirations, or this wouldn't be such a struggle for me. I told her this and other things about how I know it's hard for her, and how difficult it is for me as well to have the albatross of others' dreams for me hanging around my neck. <br />
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She said something nasty...I don't remember what...about Kyle. I said I wasn't talking about Kyle. She said &quot;But I am&quot;. So I let her talk. I just sat there and listened to her insinuations basically about how he doesn't have a future and such things, including but not limited to...<br />
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&quot;It's like House Hunters. You just bought the first house you saw&quot; <i>(Excuse me, but I NEVER dated before Kyle because I was so independant. So obviously he's got to be a special guy for me to change my life to fit him in)</i><br />
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&quot;His mom is <i>weird</i>, and I wish someone had told me at age 19 or 20 that you marry someone's whole family&quot; <i>His mom is &quot;weird&quot; because she's a committed Christian woman, which Mom and I are not. But that doesn't make her weird for goodness' sakes! She hasn't even </i>met<i> Kyle's family...EVER!</i> <i>I love them and they treat me like family more than my OWN does.</i><br />
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<i>In response to my reply &quot;well he'd be marrying my family too, huh?&quot;: </i>&quot;Not if we don't accept him&quot;. <br />
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&quot;What's so special about Kyle? He cares about you? Well you can say that about ANY guy you date.&quot; <br />
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At one point, my ears pricked when she said &quot;I feel like it's my fault&quot; (mom doesn't usually say this when she feels victimized)...but she finished her sentance with &quot;for letting you date someone I didn't approve of&quot; (she liked him at the beginning, just fyi. <br />
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To let you know? He did NOTHING WRONG. NOTHING to justify her hatred of him. She acts the same way towards my dad's mother. I mean Nanu has problems too but she just won't hear of any kind of compromise. It's awful :( <br />
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She was asking me to JUSTIFY my feelings about Kyle. I know she's hurt by our relationship but it's not her business. I told her, trying to comfort her, that she puts too much responsibility on herself, and maybe she should let some things just run their course. She angrily replies...&quot;Don't tell ME how to live MY LIFE!&quot; ...Dearest mum, I think perhaps you <i>need</i> someone to tell you if you're this unhappy. I told her that she was telling me how to live mine as well, and she said &quot;No I'm not. Not anymore!&quot; <br />
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We were silent for a bit while tears brimmed in my eyes, and I said very calmly, &quot;...Mom, I could have gotten in my car and driven away this morning. But I didn't. I didn't because I wanted to talk to you so we could maybe salvage <i>something </i>left of our relationship and be friends again. But we're talking about the <i>exact same thing</i>. Nothing's changing. Let's not talk about it anymore. Let's just agree that we're not going to agree. The only thing keeping us like this is us.&quot;<br />
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Another silence...and then her reply. <br />
<b>&quot;I wish he were dead&quot;. </b><br />
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My eyes narrowed and I asked who. &quot;Kyle&quot;, she confirmed. I got up and stormed out of Starbucks. I'm not a really reactionary person like that, and I know she THOUGHT that...but that she said that to my face? When she KNOWS how much I care about him? I had to make a point, I guess. I was so hurt. I stopped at the corner, leaned against the wall, and started to cry. She came out and we each started walking towards our seperate cars, and (the final, absolute kick in the NUTS!) she goes &quot;Oh wait!&quot;, pulls out her wallet, and pays me back for the treats I bought for her :bawling: That may very well have been the worst part. I just looked down at it, crumpled up my face, and the last thing I said was &quot;...I tried.&quot; <br />
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I drove to Kyle's house through tears and walked in the door to his dad screaming at <i>him</i>. Teresa, his mom, walked outside with me. I spilled my guts and she commended me for trying, and said at this point there's nothing I can do. She said something that touched me. Kyle's &quot;weird&quot;, Christian mom said that there were only two people I had to answer to. One of them is me, and the other is God. I'm an agnostic but I really appreciated the comment. I appreciate faith and am very touched when someone says they will pray for another's misfortune. It carries with it a strong power of love, and I think it truly does have an effect. But anyway, I was talking to Kyle's sister when mom called, absolutely sobbing, and said:<br />
<br />
&quot;Megan? ...You win.&quot; <br />
&quot;What?&quot;<br />
&quot;You win. You win.&quot; <br />
&quot;....what do you mean?&quot; <br />
&quot;Anything you want...Okay... bye&quot; <br />
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I didn't know what to make of that. Was she feeling guilty, or just &quot;giving in&quot; because she was hurt? It didn't matter. I felt so bad for her. For myself too, but mostly for her. She is so, so sad. I think part of it is that she's been taking 1mg of Ativan, a highly addictive calming agent given to mental patients in the hospital (it's 10x stronger than valium, so it's given iin low doses). When I'm jittery, I take HALF of one and that works awesomely. When I took a whole one once, my coordination went out the window and I was depressed and hungover the next day. <br />
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I called her back maybe an hour later. &quot;Mom? ...I love you. Just wanted to let you know&quot;. She sniffled and said &quot;thank you&quot;. <br />
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I feel reconciled to a degree. I mean what else can I do? At this point, only <i>she</i> can make herself happy. I really wanted to <i>try</i> to make her happy. Like I said before, I DO care, or these choices wouldn't be so desperately hard for me. :( I just want her to be happy and to also accept my choices, even if she doesn't like them.<br />
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But it looks like that's not going to happen. I am so sad to do it...but I think I've given up. I'll just plug along until the summer, and then start my own, new life. Of course I'll NEVER stop caring about her. But I want to be independant and free from this kind of pressure and stress. I'll always love her. But we should love each other from a distance for a time...a long time :( <br />
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Thank you for reading this. Even if nobody does it's good to get it down and out I guess. She's been crying literally all day...and my heart's just cracked. I can't imagine how <i>she's</i> feeling if I'm feeling this bad. <br />
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Smirnoff 7-Up on me. :( <br />
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Yours,<br />
-Megs</div>

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I am not happy. 
  
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>This has to be the most depressing blogs I've written to date. <br />
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Sorry if I don't make any sense or I have horrendous typoes. I'm semi-drunk/buzzed..whatever.<br />
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I am not happy.<br />
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I actually love my job. It's retail, so what! I am enjoying climbing the corporate ladder. I DO have ambitions in life. I want to be a stay at home mom. Is it THAT hard to understand? Is it really THAT bad of a thing to want most in your life? I just want a family of my own. A family to love, to raise, to encourage, to teach, to be my very own. It seems that it is looked down upon. Sure, there are other things I can do/accomplish while I am a stay at home mom, but what I want most in life, is my own family. I want children, a loving husband, and to be married.<br />
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It seems that it will never come to me. I try to be patient and understanding.. and it seems to try my patience even more. <br />
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I am starting to think that Casey and I are just not right for eachother. As much as we are, we're not. I get the impression that HIS goals and ambitions are more important than mine. My things are on the back-burner. Its okay for him to do things, to want things, but they take presidence over what I want in and for my life. <br />
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Everything I do is wrong. We don't have sex as much, so he tells me I am a horrible girlfriend because I don't put out. He doesn't feel I am attracted to him because I dont put out. Maybe <b>I </b>would like some romance for once! Make me feel like I am worth it, that you love me, appreciate me, care about me, respect me for once! <br />
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Yes, i have been drinking and yes I am venting. I am so incredibly hurt right now. I don't know if I can keep this up. I try to be happy and uppity all the time. I get numerous compliments from customers for being so positive all the time and making them feel wonderful... why can't I be made to feel that way in my relationship? I try to do that for <i>him</i> but it seems it goes unnoticed sometimes?<br />
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The last few months, I have been feeling really depressed. Like, clinically depressed as I once was as a teen. I am normally not like this and normally do not express myself this way.. but it needs to come out. I am tired of holding it in. I am in pain. A lot of pain.<br />
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I lost my best friend because she made me feel/told me that I wasn't a true BFF. I am losing Casey.. for numerous reasons it seems. I just cannot do anything right in my life. I feel like I am falling apart. <br />
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I am just so incredibly thankful that I have my girls. I do not know what I would do if I didn't have my Gert. I love that horse and I love my dog more than I have ever loved anything at all. I just wish I could do more for them.</div>

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