From 60 to....

I think textures are done. Unless we come up with some wild idea for a new pack. Which....gawd. Don't make me think about it.

We currently have 60 colors that are out, every day. Add in the LTD Edition textures (for holidays and whatnot) and we have ... 60+.

My brain is so, so fried.

Anyway. I counted last night. And, assuming my math is correct (which it rarely is) we'll be going from 60 textures to 145.

Seriously, if there is any color that you're just dying for us to have, you better speak now. 'Cause the thought of having to do all this ever again makes me cry. I'll probably get over it in time for whatever the next holiday is. Maybe. It's been pretty traumatic.

I might uninstall PSP for a while after this.

I took an hour and worked on trying to make a style, and my poor brain is so mushy that it took me a few minutes to remember how to torture the prims into the shape I wanted. That's pretty sad. Thank goodness tomorrow's my day off!

We've got horse riding lessons in the morning for the 4 year old. My lesson is canceled because the horses will all be at a show for the weekend. So I have to skip. But, we're going to the show and I'll get to see the horse I ride do his Western stuff, so I'm excited about that.

WARNING! VERY SAD! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE HORMONAL, PREGNANT, PMSING, OR OTHERWISE WEEPY!!!

The horse I'd been riding for lessons was awesome. His name was Ranger. He was an older (20-something) horse who was just as hard headed as they come. But he was gentle and he was patient and he was just wonderful. He made me work, and hard. I had to get everything right before he'd do what I asked. If I didn't do things right, he didn't do anything. He'd just stop and wait for me to get my act together. I started to figure things out because he'd make me. Two weeks ago, the stable owner was outside when I was leaving and asked how my ride was. I told him it was great. He said "I didn't think that horse would be worth anything when I bought him, but everyone who rides him loves him." I smiled, because I did love him. I almost offered to buy him, but my husband would have had a heffer right there on the spot. I said "He's hard-headed, but he's sweet." And the stable owner just looked at me, and there was this...I don't know, it's hard to explain. Just this almost unsettling feeling.

I got a call from my riding instructor (who is THE UBERNESS) Friday evening. She called to tell me that Ranger and another horse had been struck by lightning in a bad storm we had Tuesday night (7/10). They'd both died. I was just dumbstruck. I loved that horse, and honestly had every intention of asking them to let me buy him. I asked Saturday when I went to the stables what had happened, and she told me that they'd been standing together and "One fell one way and one fell the other." You just never think about stuff like that. I don't, anyway. It's pretty uncommon for one horse to get struck by lightning, but two? Maybe because they were standing together? I don't know. It's been one of those hard to believe things. :( But I'm glad I got the time with him I did. He taught me a lot in a short time and I'm sure he's running in greener pastures.

Here's a picture of a horse that looks a lot like he did.