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Red Nose Day 2009!

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Today, Friday 13th March, is Red Nose Day for Comic Relief! Always fun, always silly and always for good causes. This year’s theme is “Do Something Funny for Money” and has brought the usual paraphenalia in the form of badges, noses, cookbooks, etc. As always, Hoovy’s school got involved and for a minimum donation of £1, the kids and staff could “Dress Funny for Money”.

Cairistiona choose a fabulous ensemble! An outrageous red wig (the cost of which went to Comic Relief) coupled with red face paint, her pajamas and pink ugg boots. The following picture was taken this morning just before she left and I immediately set it as my desktop wallpaper because it is so cheerful!

Hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

RND 2009!

RND 2009!

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Back in the Saddle!

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Okay so, yes, Hoovy actually started riding again 3 weeks ago but tough! This is the first chance I have had to make a proper post about it. Patience people I am a very busy woman 🙂

My little Olympic hopeful needed new kit before she could get back on a horse. For starters, a new helmet as these must always be replaced after an accident (well after a big accident that could have crushed the protective stuff inside the helmet). This time, Hoovy opted for a “skull cap” – a style of hat that doesn’t have a hard brim at the front. This appealed to her as she can get different “silks” to go on it thus changing it’s look. At the moment, she is sporting a black & hot pink silk as demonstrated in this photo …

Stylin'!

Stylin'!

Next, the body protector. Hoovy was delighted to find a black one in her size as her old one was navy blue and didn’t match her black boots and hat. Now just because riding can be mucky does NOT mean you have to be a fashion disaster! So brand new black body protector which when worn with the hot pink covers she already had alongside the new hat with it’s black and hot pink silk = one totally colour co-ordinated rider!

And here is the pic to prove it!

Oh Yes!

Oh Yes!

Oh yes and don’t forget the black gloves (which sadly cannot be seen in this snap). Now she (naturally) already had pink jodhpurs and various pink tops to wear along with the rest of her kit. Another thing you cannot see here is the Tshirt she has on underneath. This was a present for Valentine’s day and she absolutely loves that her sister Crystal embellished it for her. The t-shirt already had horsey hoof prints and what-not on it but Crystal lovingly added “I love Horses” to it. This little personal touch really makes it very special for Hoovy (she LOVES her big sister!). One final thing to mention … in this photo (taken today) she is wearing my pink university hoodie. This is only significant because when she came off a horse called Molly just before xmas, she was wearing her own pink uni hoodie that was exactly like mine (only 1 size smaller). Sadly, hers had to be cut off and I am surprised she even considered wearing mine as she did not like hers being cut. Who knows she might feel more secure in mine?

Waiting Patiently!

Waiting Patiently!

SO … all decked out and ready to ride! As mentioned today was her 3rd lesson since her return.

Riding a cute little white (actually called grey in the horsey world) horse called Pye, Hoovy is the star of this video captured my me 🙂 Please excuse the long boring bit at the start (Pye decided to have a poo and I haven’t a software program at the moment to cut that bit out!) … so here she is …

Hope you enjoyed the show!!!! Comments are MOST welcomed!!!!

Brave Little Hoovy – An Update

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Well today, Hoovy braved the doctors again & went to her Fracture Clinic appointment. We set off from home about quarter past 1.oo so as to allow for time to find parking (it’s about a 20 minute drive to hospital and her appointment was for 13.55). Anyways, we turned onto the road the hospital is on at 13.46 and had to stop. Traffic quequed up both ways trying to get into the dinky car park. Whilst I had taken money for parking, it was only in bills & no coins so I couldn’t turn around and park on an adjacent street 😦 We finally managed to inch our way up to the barriers and waitedly somewhat impatiently to get a ticket before parking at 14.13. In the meantime, I got Derek to call the clinic and let them know why we were late. There are two floors to the car park and I opted to try and get one on the ground floor – up one row and down the next then STOP! I spotted one & nearly drove right past it. Of course it was the most awkward place to try and get into but in these situations you just know if you don’t do it then you could be circling around for ages trying to find another empty spot. So with 3 reverses and adjustments, I squeezed past the concrete pillar on the left and just missed the stupidly oversized Lexus on the right (who by the way was nearly on the white line and obviously can’t tell where his arse is because he/she didn’t pull in far enough – and yes, of course, moron had to reverse into his/her spot with the car he/she cannot park properly). Anyways I got my car in there and off we went to the clinic.

We get there and discover we are not the only ones running late, the clinic is too. Cairistiona hates waiting and I’d forgotten to take anything to entertain (bad Mummy!!!). We saw a Nurse Practitioner and found out that not only has she broken her collarbone, she also managed a hairline fracture in her wrist. So she’s trussed up in a sling with a wrist guard (splint) on. She goes back for another check-up in 3 weeks (6th January). But, much to her pleasure has been told she can go to school if she feels up to it – especially as these last few days won’t exactly be hard work. So we have agreed she will go in tomorrow for just the afternoon for the class xmas party and then if that goes well she can go in Thursday and Friday as normal.

In the meantime, she has upped her fruit and vegetable intake and making sure she gets enough calcium as she is determined to get back on a horse asap. This is, naturally, great for her but I am knackered! So much for my well-deserved break – I’m running around like a headless chicken tending to Little Madame’s every need on very little sleep. She fidgets like mad in her sleeps! Last night, she was raising her legs up in the air grumbling “Get off” over and over. I asked what was wrong, she sadi “They’ll only take pictures of legs!”. Naturally I just went back to sleep unable to think of any response to that one!

News Flash! The 6 week countdown begins!

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Well, this was not the post I had planned next but life doesn’t always go according to plan!

Cairistiona has now officially become a ‘proper’ rider thanks to first first experience with a horse called Molly. At approximately 11.30 am GMT, Hoovy and Molly jumped a small fence. Then it began … Molly bucked several times and I was just thinking how good she was doing to stay on and slow the thing down when Molly gave another buck and Hoovy flew into the side boards. By the time I got around to the arena’s opening, Molly was running about jumping, bucking and having a great time while poor Hoovy was on the floor, crying (not wailing) and in pain. We moved her indoors (it’s bloody freezing outside this time of year!) and called an ambulance. She was pale, feeling faint and her right shoulder hurt. At the hospital, she was given Ibuprophen and Paracetamol (Tylenol) and had her first ever x-rays of her shoulder and her wrist which by that time was hurting too. In the end, it turned out she had broken her clavicle (collarbone). The doctor even let her see the x-ray showing the break.

Sadly, as I well know having broken mine years ago, there isn’t much they can do for it. They trussed her arm up in a sling and booked an appointment for her to go to the fracture clinic on Tuesday. By that time we were both starving and the medicines had kicked in so she was only in mild discomfort. So we stopped and ate Burger King on the way home.

So 6 weeks until she can ride again – this is like cutting off a normal persons legs to her. Unhappy about that, she is also disappointed that she’d can’t suck her thumb (apparently the left thumb just cannot compare to her right one!). She’s managed to swindle Derek’s half of the bed so he’s relegated to the couch since her own bed requires climbing up a ladder to get into.

Over the next few days it will dawn on her that she also can’t do this and that … such as play on her Wii and Nintendo DS. She can’t write or draw either. For her this is going to get very boring very quickly as she’s such an active little girl!

However, to be honest, we are surprised she hasn’t broken anything before now but somehow I seriously doubt it will put her off horses and riding them!

Hoovy’s on a Horsey Holiday!

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Well today is the day she has been waiting all year for … the start of her week long residential riding holiday! She is so excited that she doesn’t know what to do with herself. Since school broke up 3 weeks ago, I have managed to keep her distracted by taking her to Apple Summer Camps (2 on the second week and 2 on this week just gone). They were great – 3 hours long, they taught the kids how to use Garage Band to make music, digital cameras and iPhoto to work with images, video cameras and iDVD to make movies and the final one was making a presentation. She enjoyed them so much that while she was still looking forward to her holiday starting, she was more immediately looking forward to attending the camp sessions.

However, since the last one finished on Thursday, she’s been stir crazy. The weather hasn’t helped as it’s been rainy and yucky. With nothing to distract her attention, she has been worrying about every little thing holiday-related. Starting with a full day and a half of “when are you getting my suitcase out” followed by a panic caused by me attending a sewing event yesterday (took me away from the more important task of packing her stuff). By a miracle, even though I was away yesterday, the suitcase is nearly packed, only a few shirts to add. Then we’re off to Tesco’s to stock her up on snacks and away we go!

Btw, D’s skipping today’s fun by going to a football match at Wembley. I’m not bothered because I wasn’t the one who had to leave the house at 7.30am!