Bummer with a ray of Sunshine

I had a bit of a depressing discovery yesterday when I went to ride: my poor Mr. T was missing a shoe. After a very emotional/hormonal week this was not exactly the thing I wanted to be seeing. A Well. C'est la vie. But, I also have the greatest little sister in the world and she offered to let me ride Julio while she rode Mr. Sharkey. I was pretty fun. The last time I sat my fat butt on Julio was about 3 years ago. It was a nostalgic sensation. There were a few times when I had some flashbacks to the first time I ever rode him. I was just a pipsqueak of a kid at, like, 10 years old. He kept eating grass and I couldn't get him to go. My legs were sticking out practically horizontal and I just kicked as hard as I could with my short legs. *shiver* I'm glad my legs are a little longer now, I don't have to work quite so hard at the kicking anymore. However, as fun as it was to ride Mr. Julio across the lovely countryside of Stoddard, New Hampshire, I do hope Mr. T's shoe gets put back on soon.