So, my Thanksgiving and the Friday after were a blast and here's why... I called my biological father Thanksgiving and I saw him the next day. Not a big deal right? WRONG. I haven't seen my dad in fifteen years and considering I am only twenty that's quite awhile. So Friday for all intents and purposes was the first time I have ever met my father and Let me tell you. It was a blast, we are gonna get together next friday and this Sunday.
And this Sunday is another matter altogether ^_^;;. Me thinks Imma goona stop making plans for this Sunday.
My To-Do-List Go as Follows

1)Wake up call at 5:30AM
2)Be at the Barn no Later than 7:00AM
3)Bathe Promise(Or as I call him Ozzy, oh yes I named my horse Ozzy)
4)Pull and/or braid his mane and tail
5 Tack Up
6) Change from my jeans and tee to my Show clothes
7)Get Ozzy loaded
8) Be at were We are supposed to be Lining up no later than 12:15PM
9)Do the Parade (1:00PM-1:45PM we'll see, usually it takes until 2:00 or 2:30)
10) Meet Daddy, and Step-Mom and brothers for a little bit
11)Go home meet Tony
12)Go to Family X-mas party/reunion
13)go home and spend some time with Tony before he has to go back to Woodbridge
14) Get up and go to work the next day woohoo

So sunday I don't even get to change outta my breeches after they are on ^_^