Ok, ok, I get the message....
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♥Sep. 23rd, 2015 // 02:57 pm♥
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This morning, I went out to do the boys to find that Bugs had busted out of his stable and was merrily stuffing his face on grass. Ok, ok, you can start having morning haynets again, boys!
I had a rather uncomfortable pilates class, because I kept getting cramp in my feet. I mean, I always do at least once a session, but it was particularly bad today. I suspect that this is because my boots are still damp, despite having spent the night in front of the Aga, from when I walked Jo yesterday: it was so wet that there was water running down my legs inside my boots. They're back in front of the Aga now, and at least it's a nice day.
Very pleased with GB this morning: he'd been a bit stiff the other week, which we put down to cold and damp, but then better last time he was ridden, which we figured was because there had been two warm, sunny days. I thought I'd better jump on him for fifteen minutes today to get him moving, but actually he was fine, so hurrah. Guess he must have just knocked something in the field when he was stiff. |
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Language oddities
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♥Sep. 23rd, 2015 // 10:08 pm♥
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This morning, both of us in a rush, I saw Mrs Next Door. I had a horse on each hand, about to jump on GB, and she was taking the dogs out for a quick wee.
"I've overlain this morning," she shouted in explanation for her rush.
Given that the Baby wasn't with her, I was momentarily terrified, until I realised that she meant she'd overslept!
I've never come across that meaning before: I guess it's a (localised?) Kent thing. Anyone else ever heard it? |
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