You know you're a horsey person when...

You know you're a horsey person when...
you measure everything by riding lessons...
For example, that jacket costs 3 riding lessons...the new laptop will cost 20 lessons...
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lol and when your OH says he will buy you some new clothes for your birthday-and he means a nice dress and shoes-and you automatically head for the tack shop thinking about gilets and jodhpurs :)
 
When your horse has better hair, clothes and diet than you cos you spend every spare penny on her rather than looking after yourself :eek:

when you feel completely alien in anything other than a pair of stinky jodhpurs and a hoody :D

When you think horse slobbers are cute but your other half tries to give you a sloppy kiss are you are disgusted haha!

The list goes on......
 
Clucking at your bf to walk on and trying to hold his sleeve like a pair of reins.
currently sat in the bath dodging a lot of straw floating about.
thinking it normal to pee in a stable but using a squat and drop loo in India fills you with revulsion.
Being the only person in an office of 12 who can catch a mouse without squealing.
reading 101schooling exercises on the tube to work!
 
Man friend offers you a lift on the back of his motorbike; and all you can think about going round corners is the correct canter lead; ditto shoulder-in at roundabouts.

Your car has four "gears" - walk = first gear; trot = 2nd; canter = third; gallop = top or cruise-control. Reverse is rein-back.

You offer non-horsey friend a lift in your car; and have to shift grooming kit, headcollars, mucky X-country boots, soiled bandages, not to mention the dog...... from your front seat. Ditto the back seats.

You dash into work, late, and realise you've got your jods on underneath your working attire.

Your horse has the farrier come to do his hooves, trimmed, shod & nicely rasped, and left looking lovely, oiled and neat every six weeks on the dot; meanwhile your fingernails are black, chipped, and as rough as a cats tongue. You wouldn't ever dream of taking yourself to a manicurist, they'd pass out with the shock.

Your horse has the chiropractor at regular intervals plus saddle fitter which costs you an arm and a leg; you meanwhile, are cronking around with a bad back coz you can't afford to see anyone to sort you out.

Your house is a tip; you're embarrassed for any of your friends or relatives to come and visit because its in such a state. Horsey meanwhile has a lovely spacious stable always made up with fresh sweet-smelling chippings, the best hay that you can buy, plus you just couldn't resist that nice stable rug for him you saw on e-Bay.

Whenever you go on the bus or the train; you look out across the countryside and imagine yourself riding X-country or hunting and how you would ride the terrain. You've been like this ever since you were a kid.

You are still reading horsey books and magazines; frankly you don't read anything else.

You wish you'd kept your Pullein-Thompson "pony" books and "Jill" stories; the other day you found your copy of Follyfoot Farm and sat down and read it (OK this one is ONLY for persons "of a certain age" - you'll know if you are :))

You try to teach the dog to go in an outline, shoulder-in and passage.

When OH has a belly-ache you tell him he's looking a bit colicky.

When the car's not going terribly well you take it to the garage and tell the bemused mechanic that it's lacking impulsion and is behind the movement.

You use your horse's lotions and potions for yourself.
 
You make comments like, it's the horses who get the shoes in my house, you miss out on the abroad hols, cringing at the spent all day sleeping and clubbing all night, thinking why not spend it at home drunk, hangover and sick.....

Father has horse hair on work shirt and is totally horse hater.....

You wear ariats to school...mules are so comfy.......

In your pocket you have phone, mints, hay.....

You take horsey stuff such as thermatex rugs into textiles to show how they keep horsey cool whilst the inner city children who have never seen a horse look like you are quite mad....
 
...non horsey friends decline a lift in your car, even though it's raining...

Poo picking late on a summer's evening fills you with an enormous sense of wellbeing

You 'jump' the hedges when a passenger in a car

You grab the woollen exercise blanket that is sitting ontop of your saddle to put on your bed when you wake at 4am on a cold winters night

The dyson is full of horsehair because you vacuum your numnahs before you put them in the washing machine.

Your workclothes have white hairs on them because the dyson didn't really work

You still secretly 'play horses' while walking the dog in the woods
 
You look in your wardrobe and half is work clothes the other half jods, riding tops and jackets in every colour.

You wear your riding gear on the school run, on the walk to school you 'click' the kids on, tell them to 'halt' and 'walk on'.

You can spot another horsey person a mile off even when they're in their 'civvies'.

The car is covered in mud inside and out - and don't bother washing it as it'll only be dirty again tomorrow.

You look at houses on agents websites and scroll to the section about how much land it has, stabling, menage etc before even looking at the house.

Everyone of your birthday cards has a picture of a horse on it :)
 
penina said:
You try to "use your seat" to slow down your bike when cycling downhill
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Oh dear, that must explain why daughter now has her left wrist in plaster...also "give and take" the reins isn't a good idea for the front brake :eek:

Oh, and been jumping hedges out of the car window since I was about 5!

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The car boot is actually a mobile tack room/feed store

You reach for a pen from the pot by the phone and get a hoof pick

Jumping position when you cycle over a speed bump :p
 
You control your 7yo son when crossing the road using aaand staand, stand! Stand! Back up.... aand walk on!

Bailing twine everywhere

Bailing twine holding everything together

Clicking at the dogs

Perpetually dirty fingernails no matter how much you scrub them

Hay everywhere

Filthy car that no one apart from horsey BFF will get into - well apart from son - but he has no choice

Holding the dogs lead like you hold reins
 
When your mother gives up hope of a grandchild and embraces your equine baby, buying Christmas presents, and easter gifts.
 
When you look at renting housing thinking "where will my Wellies go?"

Hoof pick at work incident luckily quite a few horse people at work and was a very amusing situation

When £200 is fine on a new pair of country boots but wedding shoes have a budget of £30

Your house is a mess but pony has straight equal banks in stable haha
 
I told a wheel barrow that it was a good girl recently!

I was sitting at my desk & could smell horse wee, it took me a few minutes to work out that it was my hair! I use mint scented condioner so one side smelt lovely & minty, unfortunately the other side had a definate horse wee smell to it.
 
your car has a towbar
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said towbar has kevin bacon hoof grease on it instead of whatever car grease it should be.
 
You are able to laugh off your director's suggestion that your horse should be PTS because it kicked your Dad at the weekend as pure ignorance

Having been pleased that you managed to get enough clothes ironed on Sunday night to last the week, that food stain that your horse wiped up your clean arm earlier keeps catching your eye
 
When you have to admit to your non-horsey friends and teachers/staff members that the pretty coloured bandage on your wrist is actually vet wrap, meanwhile the horsey people just sit and ask if you've used *insert random horse product* too for other problems.

You find hay and horse hair in textbooks, in your bag and under your phone case with no idea how it got there.

You have a conversation about dirty mares squirting with a horsey person, not realising that the conversation probably sounds really dodgy to everyone else around you :o
 
Every inch of your body hurts or you have flu and all you do is dose up with painkillers/ day nurse and get out there and make sure the horse is seen to.
 
I answered this on another forum: Showered, changed clothes, quickly gave some hay to the horses, and went for an ultrasound on my boobs. When I removed my bra there were several pieces of hay which fell to the floor and one piece awkwardly remained in my cleavage. Not too embarrassing!
 
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