Walking to the house in the rain

Me and my sister were riding to the back to check on the cows, and it had rained off and on all day long. We're counting away when we see this dark cloud rolling in really fast. She goes Lisa we better go! I was like nahh it looks like its going to go around us. We start walking back to the house and it starts raining so we take off running across the pasture. When it starts POURING. We stopped under a tree..then my sister decides she has to go rrealllyy bad. I was like you can't wait?? Nope..So we both get off and I was holding the horses when my oh so lovely project that dumped me in the first story sets back and gets away from me and to the house he goes. Lightning booms and bye bye sisters horse! So we ended up running all the way back to the house..a quarter mile up hill.

Why are you staring???

This wasn't quiet a horse wreck..but it was funny..now atleast. We're in Ardmore,Ok for some barrel race and they had a big team roping going on in the back arena. I went to run my bay mare and she kind of hopped in the alley and when she took her last leap and took off..I couldn't get away from the saddle horn. My belt had hooked over the saddle horn, lovely! I finally got my belt unhung and turned the first and made the others. But I believe we smooth ran over the third. I wasn't too happy with her when I came out but I bailed off and loosened the girth and started walking back to the trailer. All these ropers kept looking at me funny and i'm thinking WHAT are they looking at??? Must have staring problems or something.I start unsaddleing at the trailer when I feel a cool breeze..where there should not have been one. I quickly dropped the saddle and ran in the trailer where I run into my sister who looks down and just starts laughing. I had ripped my jeans all the way across the front. There is a picture of that somewhere..

Ohh how I love Jet...haha

In mid December I was riding Jet.. he had been good for two days..big shocker there should've known something was up. The county extension agent had come to talk to my dad about planting grass. I climb on Jet and start for the back to exersize him..we're trotting along on a loose rein (should've been my clue something was up) when all of a sudden he takes off. I'm pretty sure I got slung backwards and jerked his head but he usually never stops...just that day he did. He slammed on the brakes and went right and I didn't follow suite. I remember seeing the ground thinking I am coming off. Then when I opened my eyes I was standing in my left sturrip with my left arm over his neck and my right hand on the horn with the reins in it. But alas I can't reach the ground..or atleast i'm scared to as my foot is now SHOVED way in the sturrip and i'm not sure if he'll be a retard and take off when I step down. So as he's backing up cause I have the reins tight..that i'm not turning loose of I think hmm I bet I can swing back up on him! He stops and i'm like Ohhh here's my chance! ....Riigghhtttt As soon as I went to swing over his back he started bucking..I'm pretty sure he went all diffrent directions at one time. But I wasn't turning loose..until his front end went up and I went even further up. I came down hitting the ground with a thud.. then had to walk a quarter mile to the house where he was waiting at the barn on me. But before I could make it to the barn my mom and the extension agent come driving by me..and she asks "Why are you walking???" Umm..Cause I felt like it??

How to get noticed

Ahh humiliating.. One would have to be about 3 years ago I was riding a problem horse for someone else. It was at a little summer series that it seemed everyone from our cowboy church went to. I finally get this horse to go down the alley, and i'm riding him in the open as my good horse was hurt..but he looked alot like my good horse so everyone was watching. Turn the first barrel (going left) and as we're going across the pen it feels like he slips, then he starts ducking to the right, then back to the left then does it a few more times. Each time I feel myself getting further and further out of the saddle, when finally we're almost to the barrel and he goes left like he's going to run up the fence. By all means at that point was it fine with me to go up the fence. As soon as he got to the fence he went right and I went off over his shoulder. I slid down the fence landing on my head. I thought wow..now that was embarrasing and I turn over so im now sitting on the ground about to get up when wham...the horse had turned back into the fence by the bucking chutes and he was now running over the top of me. He caught me with two feet in the back, one in the neck and one in the head. Now i'm rolled up in a ball, I finally stagger to my feet and quickly hurried out of the arena. But ahh the damage was done.. The next day the preacher stopped in the middle of the sermon and asked if I needed to go roll around in the dirt some more!