I started riding when I was nine. I took hunter/jumper lessons at the same barn for about a decade until moving to my second barn, my "home barn". At the home barn, I was president of my (tiny) college's (tinier) equestrian team. I stayed on at that barn after graduating college and ended up working there for about five years (I always forget, was it five years or fifty?). I purchased Archie the summer of 2006 from my trainer.
In 2010, we moved from Augusta to Savannah. It broke my heart to leave my home barn, but I was excited to start a new life with my new husband. Marriage is awesome. I moved Archie to a small, private facility that initially had two other geldings. This facility was too small for a trainer and only had a couple of beaten-up jumps, so I drove out of town and took periodic dressage lessons at another barn on a loaner horse. When the hubs and I bought a house across the city, I jumped at the opportunity to move Archie to the barn at which I had been dressaging. We moved there the summer of 2013.
Non-horsie, and subsequently less interesting, things about me: I've been a volunteer photographer at my local humane society since 2012; I work in Information Technology but have a degree in Business Administration in Management; I spent five years working in veterinary medicine and hope to return in some capacity one day; I am a staunch Atheist who was raised Southern Baptist. And, to get back to the ponies: I own Straight Shot Metal Smashing and specialize in bridle charms and bracelets for badasses. I love bloggers and am proud to sponsor fundraisers and events, so feel free to reach out to me.
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