I don't make these kind of posts often, but I feel that this one is necessary as it might help explain why I post so erratically sometimes all the time.
This is just a little head's up - after seven years of relative normality, I'm back on anti-depressants as of three days ago.
been pretty low for a while now but my anxiety is at an all time high -
I've had two panic attacks in as many weeks and I'm just so DONE with
it kicking my arse at seemingly every opportunity. I
know many people like to keep their health issues to themselves which is
totally understandable but I've always tried to be super open about
mine, especially when it's a mental health issue, as unfortunately
there's still a ridiculous amount of misinformation and negativity
surrounding them and their treatment; something which ultimately put me
off taking anything when my depression was really bad over ten years
ago when I was still at school. I'd got it into my head that somehow taking meds for it was showing
'weakness' and that I was a lesser person for it which I (thankfully)
eventually realised was utter bullshit. You'd never
shame someone with cancer or diabetes or a broken leg for getting
treatment would you, so why is it somehow ok to do the same with mental
health? I know of so many people who, like me, balked at the phrase
'mental health issue' because of the associated stigma, and it's
honestly one of the worst things you could do to yourself. My
brain isn't functioning as it should, so I'm forcing it to get its act
together, that's it. I am not defined by what shitty problems I have,
from the aforementioned uncooperative brain to my arthritic hip or my
PCOS - these are just crappy things that happen to have affected me, as
they could anyone, and I refuse to let any of them be used against me. I
may feel like shit most of the time, but that doesn't make me a shitty
person, and I hope anyone reading this who is going through similar
things feels the same way. My
hobbies have always been a huge help and a coping mechanism so I don't
think this will affect things, but I did feel a little bit 'flat' the
last time I was on these particular meds, so we'll just have to wait and
see. I've got a few posts in progress though so I've got plenty to talk
about! XD Anyway, that's pretty much the purpose of this post, so umm, yeah, hooray for the wonders of modern medicine and for the NHS! 💓
I meant to post this last week but er...you know the drill. XD
Anyway, I came away from the show with a handful of new arrivals and I honestly couldn't be happier with them!
First up is the gorgeous Sullivan, who'll probably be either a Connemara or another Highland for the growing herd. Her name popped into my head almost immediately, and it wasn't until I told Heather that it hit me - I'd accidentally named her after her mum's adorable black cat! 😂
Out of all the grey Julips I have, she's definitely the darkest and I've been after something similar for years, so to find it first time on my favourite mould was just perfect luck! She's had her head dropped a little too which gives her such personality!
Before she could officially join the rest of the herd however, she needed a little tweak...
The mohair Julip uses now is beautifully soft but can go insanely frizzy, as evident here once I got her home...
That just wouldn't do at all, so she went on a little trip to the grooming area in the Livery stables for a hose down and a thorough makeover.
As with the same show last year, I travelled down to the Lakes with my friend (and new owner of Magpie Models) Heather, though this time we had an extra travelling companion in Magda, who I'd seen last a few weeks prior at the RHS. She didn't currently have any Julips, but we assured her from personal experience that she'd manage to acquire at least one in the spares. :P
The journey was good, save for that one time the sat-nav directed us around the world's smallest roundabout! (which was literally a clump of grass in a very narrow country lane!) We were staying somewhere different from our usual room at the George Washington pub, this time we'd be at the Arnside Independent Hostel overlooking the estuarine Morecambe Bay.
We arrived in good time; so good in fact that we were far too early to book in, so we went for a wander instead.
As some of you may know, Photobucket has decided, in their wisdom(!) that they'd like to charge their users
an exorbitant fee ($300 a year!)for the privilege of using them as an image host, - which, frankly, is their only purpose as a website - and aren't
letting some of those with higher views work until I pay up. At the moment it's still free to use to store your images but it looks like they're going to start charging people to allow them to post stuff on forums and websites.
I'm definitely not going to do
that, and instead I'm going to find a new host and move things there,
but as I have thousands of (mostly old) images, this may take some time so please
bear with me!
Some of my old photostories on my other blog are now completely ruined, but I've managed to download all the original images, (albeit low quality ones as PB resized them and I've since lost the original files) so I'll be able to fix them. Some of my reaction gifs and old photos of tack and things will be gone soon too so some of my older blog posts are likely to look a little strange for a while.
I'm hoping to upload those to another host in the coming weeks so all should be well eventually. The majority of my 30k+ photos are on Flickr, so they're safe at least.
Anyway, this is just a head's up to anyone who uses Photobucket that it's probably wise to get copies of all your files! I've seen people wondering whether this is a last minute cash grab before they go bankrupt or something as it's just so extreme, so yeah, back up your stuff just in case!
I don't quite understand the rules of the Mini Major class, other than the fact that there are teams of two - a young rider and an adult in the ring at the same time, trying to complete the course as fast as possible one after the other.
What I can tell you though is that it's exhilarating to watch - those ponies can't half shift!