Snow. Too Much.

 I'm very used to the hazards of snow since I grew up in Ohio and we got snow on the reg there. Since moving farther West though I've been spoiled with little to no snow. Minus snowpocalypse 2011 that dropped 3ft. of snow on Missouri and froze the town for 12 days, nothing of real consequence has occured until this month. February is a bear. All winter we've had pretty mild temps, with a few days of bitter cold. I thought we were through it and I wasn't ever going to get to play in snow.

But I'm over it. I used to love snow. Fun to play in, ride in, and it got us snow days. Now, no one cares if you're stuck in the snow and you're not allowed to ride in it or turn the horses out. Its only fun to sled in if you're hammered and it gets you sick. It also makes cleaning stalls a royal bitch and sometimes knocks the power out for days on end.

All of this.

Getting sick was just the icing on the cake that made me realize that I no longer enjoy snow and I want to move somewhere where it doesn't exist. GASP. I've turned into an old bitty.

But really. We aren't allowed to ride outside in it (per BO rules for horses with shoes on) or turnout in it...sooo my  horse has been inside since Monday and is currently going insane. We can't ride in the indoor because there is no power and its hella dark in there and I do not want to be on a supercharged OTTB in the pitch dark.

I sincerely hope we can start TO tomorrow or else my horse might literally explode. Luckily we can put them in paddocks while we clean stalls...but all he does is rear and twirl and show me his contempt for the situation.

Mr. Pronto is over it too

Yankee says, "Please mom, can we go out in pasture? PLEEEEASSSUUHHH??"