white horsies jump: mama and alice go to the international horse jumping event

I was asked about a month ago if I’d like four VIP passes to The International, an exciting world-class horse jumping show here in Omaha. I’d never been to a horse event before, so I accepted with glee–and it was SO fun!

So here’s what I learned about horse jumping:

  • It’s judged on speed, and number of faults.
  • If you knock down one bar, it’s a four-point fault. If your horse refuses to jump, that’s four. And if they refuse twice, you’re disqualified

The same jockey and horse won both nights, and on the second night, his wife, who also rides, came in second! They kissed while they were on their horses doing the ribbon parade thing–it was so cute. Then when all the horses have their ribbons, they gallop around the outside ring.

One of the best parts was the opening ceremonies of each night–a Native American tribe played a song to honor the veterans in the audience, and–I gotta say I liked this best–a troupe of trick-riding cowgirls FLEW around the arena doing horse acrobatics. Their white horses had pink manes and tails and GLITTER on their hides, and the girls stood on top of the horses, flipped around the saddles, and hung to the ground by one leg while the horses raced at top speed around the ring. The icing on the cake was the soundtrack to the routine–Space Jam by Quad City DJs? Lose Yourself by Eminem? And a little Down With the Sickness–yes, they played Disturbed. YES. Sarah, Alice and I were the freaks rocking out in the bleachers.

It was my first time at a horse show of any kind and we had so much fun. Alice loved it–she won’t stop talking about “white horsies jump HIGH!” “White horsies jump!!”

We enjoyed the Mercedes-Benz and Borsheims VIP cocktail parties (Mama and Aunt Sarah enjoyed them very much), and Alice loved the music–a little band on the first night, and harps on the second. One of the jockey’s dogs–a little pug–got loose and ran up on the stage while the harpists were playing. Two staff members were chasing him all over! Pug hero!

Thank you again to The International, Britten at Bailey Lauerman, and Borsheims for making it possible for me to attend–and thanks to my besties Alice and Sarah for making it so much fun.

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