Chick Flick, dressage, equestrian, Vegas, world cup dressage

Chick Flick

Last night I sent my husband out to drink beer with the boys. I was feeling run down and just needed a little time to myself.

As I heard the car pull out of the garage, I turned to a guilty pleasure. Something I wanted to do alone. Uninterrupted. Free to laugh or cry as I pleased. World Cup Dressage 2015, courtesy of my laptop.

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I’d heard the stories, seen the clips, but this was my time to get up as up close and personal as one can get with youtube. Squeals of joy. Tears of wonder.  Add a glass of wine and a bowl of popcorn and I was in heaven.

While the performances were grand, what moved me most were the horses.

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