Rain and work kept me out of the tack all weekend. Saturday brought storms through the area, so all I managed was to shorten Eli’s mane. I think I could have ridden Eli at a walk around the property on Sunday morning in between showers, but Eli’s left hind looked a bit suspicious so I iced it and wrapped it. How he did it in his stall, I have no idea. We’ll see how it looks this evening.
Plus, even though the sun poked out of the clouds for a bit in the afternoon on Sunday, I slumped dejectedly at my desk at work. The end is in sight, however, so I am hoping the end is really the end until January 2019, although “special session” rumors fly around every Memorial Day weekend–oh, and I’ll be at my desk that weekend, too. It seems Austin has a hundred year flood every Memorial Day weekend, anyway.
At least, on Sunday evening I got to enjoy a nice family dinner and the return of Twin Peaks. On Showtime, David Lynch doesn’t have the constraints of network television. Having been a fan of the first two seasons when they initially aired on ABC, I couldn’t wait to see what he’d come up with–count me as entertained. The show’s return keeps fans strongly in mind. If you don’t have familiarity with the show or the Fire Walk With Me prequel, I am not sure why you would watch season 3 because it won’t make sense. It doesn’t make sense. Pretty sure I giggled inappropriately the entire time!