It’s no secret Luke Bryan came to the Coliseum, but did you also know that he took time to visit the WVU Children’s Hospital before the show? He made this girl’s day! Just another reason I love Luke Bryan!!
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This is adorable.
On a random note, the nurse who prepped me for my x-ray considered cutting open my brand new Pikeur breeches. Firm no to that, they pulled them off me.
When I broke my shoulder the doctors wanted to cut my new show shirt off.
Shoulders like a queen, hips like a whore.
That is all.
how I live my life.
it upsets me that UK’s mascot is the wildcats and no one ever makes high school musical references while watching a game like 'WHAT TEAM?!??!' 'WILDCATS!!!!'
WHY WOULDN’T YOU DO IT
i think about this a lot
I wanted to share with you guys a lesson I learned about ribbons.
At my barn, competitions are many: ribbons can become quite numerous, regardless if they are blue, red, or even brown. Sometimes, people just dump ribbons out of their tack boxes and into the trash; afterall, after you’ve become a prolific competitor, ribbons are just shiny fabric, right?
You can say that I do think ribbons matter, but not for the elitist, shallow reasons people can be quick to call out. I’ve only competed for four months, and have been very, very fortunate to garner a ribbon in every class. That’s only 6 ribbons, mind you, but it’s a lot more than I thought I would have 7 months ago.
A month or two ago, I got the idea that my ribbons would mean more. Behind every one of them is a story, a lesson, a memory, a moment that helped mold the rider I am today. So, I thought back to those lessons, and picked one word for it, and wrote it on the back of each ribbon.
For my first blue ribbon, I put “hard work” to pay homage to how much I fought and worked to get to that point. On this ribbon, I put acceptance, because while everyone thought I deserved more thab 4th place, I had to swallow my pride and move on, and be a fair and content competitor. On my sixth place ribbon, I wrote humbleness„ because I entered that class right after my blue ribbon, and got cocky, and picked up the wrong lead.
On my reserve champio ribbon, I put FAITH. Because you need to have faith in yourself, faith in your horse, and faith in your team.
Ribbons are just shiny fabric. But what you do to earn them—now, that is worth cherishing. I’ll keep my ribbons, all: the blues, the reds, the greens, every color. And they’ll all have a lesson I’ll remember and carry with me.
That’s so beautiful!
This is the best.
If you’re going to sell your horse, price them realistically.
If you’re going to sell your horse, make sure the info in the ad is correct.
If you’re going to sell your horse, take good fucking pictures.
If you’re going to sell your horse, don’t forget to put their age, height etc in the ad.
If you’re going to sell your horse, make a good ad for the love of god.
Who wants a tutorial on how to make a good sales ad?
good reminders on the cross country course!
This guys face…