At the fairground, we checked out the booths and bought a few accessories that we really didn't need.. of course ultimately spent more on our horses than ourselves. The first seminar started at 1; so we thought we'd be ahead of the game and found our seats thirty minutes early for what we thought was the Horse Nutrition seminar but then we noticed the presenters bringing a saddled horse and tarps into the presentation arena... now why on earth would you need that to teach nutrition? You don't. We found out from the people next to us that the seminar we were hoping for was clear on the other side of the next hall. We learned quite a bit from Dr. Marty Adams about Animal Nutrition for Insulin Resistant and Older horses then broadened our horizons by listening to Nancie Boland about aroma therapy for horses to heal pains and ailments.
After the seminars we plugged in the address to the much talked about PFI Western Store and our phone GPS tried to take us... who knows where. After some much debated map reading we ended up at our destination expecting to be taken aback by the 18,000 square feet of everything country... but much to our disappointment; most of the prices were unjustifiable for two frugal gals. When you're getting paid by the hour, you look at a $80 shirt and think... I'd have to work a full day plus some just for this shirt. A little let down, we plugged in JR's Western Store in our phone hoping to kill time by shopping but ended up at Springfield's finest.. "R dw od Mo el" Maybe Redwood Motel? Half the letters were missing and the place very dilapidated and on a rather scary part of town so gave up our quest to find bargains and headed back to the fairgrounds to get ready for the rodeo.
The house was packed at the rodeo! I quickly ran out of autograph sheets so I soon had go to the car to restock. Rikki was up in the stands so I motioned for her to toss me the keys. She tossed and they went right through my hands to land 2 inches in front of a 2000 pound bull inside the bucking shoot! I saw our ride home flash before my eyes.. thinking "this bull is going to step on the keys, bend them and we're stranded in Springfield." Oh and to make it better, it's my mom's car we are driving. THANKFULLY one of the bull riders noticed and got a hook to strategically grab the keys out from under the bull.
The rodeo wrapped up around 11 and we got to hang out with Lecile Harriss afterwards! Our combined indecisiveness is bad. After our GPS tried to encourage us to I-44 East instead of West we pull off at Walmart to find food. Even though we really wanted something warm, we thought it would be quicker just to grab something. It took at least 30 minutes to find our food, in that we could have had a sit down dinner at IHop. With Walmart dinner and a McDonald's coffee stop, we headed out. Nearing Joplin, we pulled off for gas. The GPS must have got confused because within 30 minutes we had to do 3 U-turns, back track 4 times and re-track twice only to end up back at the gas station. That's when we decided to follow road signs. Genius Idea! If I were to go into every small predicament we faced that day this article would be twice as long. We have the ability to laugh about our mess-ups... we laughed a lot that day. We came to the decision that on our next excursion we're printing out directions to every stop we plan to make, the weekend before and start memorizing them!
I'll update soon on my other recent activities. Until next time... Happy Trails!
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