I totally forgot to repent my Hunter Princess crimes yesterday when I was all busy posting cute pictures of my ponies and talking about how I can waste a weekend without even riding... oops.
So, next door to Gus' home, is a really lovely HJ show barn. I won't lie, the head trainer there totally terrifies me so while there is an appeal of having Prair and Gus share a fence line... it's never gonna happen.
Anyway, when I popped out on Saturday I noticed that there was more of a crowd than usual, and tents! big pretty white tents like a show! Pregnancy brain in full force I spent probably 30 minutes dilly dallying around before I remembered that HRH George Morris was doing a full weekend clinic and it was open to audit.
There was about a twenty second pause as I contemplated whether I should go sit and watch and listen to Mr. Morris, or drive down to see Prair, eat some fast food and pet her nose.
Obviously I chose the latter, but I'm not sure I should be proud of it.