So this weekend pretty much sucked. I ended up driving for at least six hours, which was good for my driving time, but me and my mom weren't supposed to go home until Sunday. I went horseback riding on Saturday, but I didn't get to hang out with Landon because it was their prom Saturday so he was out on his day date; they went paintballing. Sam's mom tried to get me to come over on Saturday. She told me to get my mom to let us stay until Sunday. She said something about how there would be some very cute boys over there, and then said that one of them was her son, so she had to say he was cute (which I should have told her that he is, because WOW Sam is very cute). That would have been fun, if my mom had let us stay long enough to hang out. I didn't even get to hang out with Echo because she was going to prom too (she's not even 16 yet! sigh) and that was suckity because I haven't actually gotten to hang out with her since January last year, after my cousin David's wedding reception (her family had me sleep over at their house). Horseback riding alone (rather, with two dogs for company) is lonely. I was riding along, and one of the dogs decided to bite the back heels of the horse I was riding several times, and the horse (duh) didn't like that, and kicked backwards, throwing me forward in the saddle and I thought I was going to be thrown completely off, and that would have hurt a whole lot. I've never been thrown in my entire life and I really don't want to start now.