There she sat, watching the television intently. It wasn't just that either. She was prepared with a clipboard, that held the schedule of events she had printed off of her computer. With a pen in hand and a snack, she watched and cheered and asked us to bet on a horse. Her's of course was Zenyatta.
On Friday I picked the horse who had a name that started with Rose. She would have won had the other rider not knocked the whip from the jockey's hand (at least that's what I think happened). That got me started. I was hooked until Saturday. Then, I tried to get to work on my homework and writing.
I then retreated to my room to work there on Saturday, but could hear screaming coming from the living room. And of course the only filly running against the boys won. The one and only horse she was cheering for - Zenyatta.
Even after the race was over, I caught her re-watching the race on YouTube. I had to laugh. Here is a copy of what she sent me in the e-mail:
Urgent Notice: Potential Danger of Horse Hair
In a press release today, the National Institute of Health has announced the discovery of a potentially dangerous substance in the hair of horses. This substance, called "amobacter equuii" has been linked with the following symptoms in females:
* Reluctance to cook, clean or do housework.
* Reluctance to wear make-up, good clothes or heels.
* Reluctance to spend money on home or car repairs until after "baby has new shoes,pad, blanket, tack, grain, hay & supplements".
"Amobacter equuii" usually results in long hours away from home and exhaustion which may lead to a loss of physical contact with other humans (especially husbands).
"Amobacter equuii" is thought to be addictive, driving the need for additional sources - this may lead to a "herd mentality" or like the potato chip commercial, "you can't have just one". (Especially potent if infected from miniature equines)
Beware! If you come in contact with a female human infected by this substance, be prepared to talk about horses for hours.
Surgeon General's Warning: Horses are expensive, addictive, and may impair the ability to use common sense.
Last night I was sound asleep when I heard a bang, bang, bang from where the dresser sits. I jumped from the bed to catch this terrorizing thief with a 10 inch styrofoam Christmas tree in his mouth. Our youngest had painted it years ago and decorated with pom poms and sequins. And here this thief was trying to take off with it. I'm going to have to sleep with one eye open now (ha ha ha!).