Dad is upset

I went out to the farm today to ride. I saw on the whiteboard that I was riding Casper, the grey. Casper was out in the pasture, so I found a lead rope and took an apple piece and went to get him. I put on the halter and encouraged Casper to follow. He stood still and wouldn't budge. Didn't quite know what to do, but eventually he decided to move. He stood quietly while I groomed him, got a bit antsy as I saddled him. The first circuit around the arena was good, but during the second, he decided to wander. I had forgotten he did that. He has an uneven gait so my elbows were flying all over. Had to work to keep my hands up and elbows still. Toward the end of the lesson, I learned to use my inside leg to get the horse to "bend." Head tilted, rib cage in. It's hard work at a walk, can't imagine doing it at a trot, but it went well. I gave Casper carrots and apples and let him loose in the pasture. I went with two friends to the rural Cider Mill. I bought two kinds of apples, cider, cinnamon sugar donuts, and a coloring book for the little boy that we are seeing in a week or so. My husband and I drove to my Dad's house to make dinner and eat with him. Ham, sweet potatoes, corn, with candy for dessert. My dad couldn't sleep last night because he had stopped at the cemetery yesterday and is not sure that there is room for my mother's headstone. He plans to talk to the curator. I am hoping that my mother is buried in the proper lot. I had to call my friend and ask her if I could pick her up earlier. My husband asked me to go to his hearing aid appointment. She said the earlier time would be fine.