Moonlight Walk

RockCrawlinChef bought me a new part for my car and I just had to try it out, so we headed out for a drive.  In my post-9HealthFair clothes, I swore we were just going to go try out the part.  But I had such a good time, that we headed up to the Lodge to see how the new part helped the handling in the canyon.

It was dark by the time we got to the Lodge, but since we were up there I decided that I might as well take a quick ride.  That's the beauty of riding bareback (well, mostly bareback) - it doesn't take a whole lot of time to get set up to go for a ride.

Normally, I wouldn't have been caught dead in my pineapple pajamas, but I knew that Mom's guests were a bunch of scrapbookers.  Now those ladies have worn some seriously odd ensembles and they wouldn't think twice about my gawdawful britches.  Estes, however, might have something to say.

Monster gathered up Estes while I traded out my sweatshirt for my Carhartt, grabbed Estes' bridle and a bareback pad (I didn't want to have to ride home with Estes hair on my pajamas).  Bill decided that it would be "safer" if he went along with me.  That's just code for "get me away from all of these crazy women".  I absolutely understand.

The moon was out and since there's very minimal light pollution from the "town", we could actually see pretty well.

Now, is this dead sexy or what?  Estes' purple halter (it's enormous on her!) and my pink pineapple pajamas.  Bill, at least, looks the cowboy part.  But neither Estes nor Ranger look thrilled to be seen with me.  Aparently, Bill's not the only human who can embarrass Ranger.



Let's take a closer look at my fashion statement...

...my favorite shooting hat, Carhartt coat covering up my ever-sexy black workout tank, and obnoxious pink britches.  I was told I should have put on my boots, but going upstairs to get them was just too much effort.

Do I know how to live it up or what?