You may or may not know that my mother is a terrible influence on me.
Terrible, I tell you.
She's influenced me to state my beliefs; to be independent; and not to compromise with what's right.
Basically, she raised me to be a big ole pain in the ass. You know, just like her. :)
But the area she has been the worst influence in?
Gotta love that she can rationalize just about anything when it comes to why I need horses in my life. When Estes came available, she reminded me that paying for a horse was cheaper than paying for a therapist. Well, considering that period of my life, she was absolutely right.
She's been 100% behind me adopting Skeeter and then started pushing immediately for a second horse. Because, we don't want Skeeter to be lonely, do we?
See? She's a master rationalizer when it comes to horses. :)
I might have learned that from her, too.
Anyway, Happy Mother's Day to the best worst influence in my life.
Love you Mom.