I am glad I inspired you with my online bus. stuff. I am having a ball with it!
I think everyone should try something out, esp. something you like. It frees up your mind and allows us to be productive.
Were your dates male or female--ha ha, just had to ask!!
The Bomb: 08/05 H moves out: 06/2006 H moves back: 01/07 & Out again: 01/07 H moves back: 03/08 & Out again: 04/08 H moves back: 05/09 & Out again: 07/09 Divorced 08-12 Kids: 22, 20, 19
My date was 2 FF. I wonder now if H really didn't know who it was when they picked me up and that's why he asked? hmmm. hehe Wait! does he think I am dating and would have the guy pick me up at my door? Gasp!
I should have insisted they stay over and not venture home on the bad roads. They ended up in a hotel overnight and in the ditch this morning. No one was hurt thank the Lord!
Live your life while you are still living. Riding the trail less traveled.
Yes, you should have insisted!!! H would have had a decent excuse to come into the WCW love nest for a backrub rodeo! You can see why I get so exasperated with you. You are hopeless. Oh yes! I forgot. THAT is why you are posting here... not home on the hopefulness range where you belong.
You must set up another FF date for the next ice-storm. Buy eggo waffles or something in case you need to do this. You do not want unhappy company knocking on the bedroom door wondering where the Captain Crunch is. Think this out and be prepared. I am certain the next ice storm is near....
Probably the horsey social season is winding down. If so, you could invite a gaggle of horse loving 4-H-ers. Little tweeny bopper girls to sleep over and then do chores while you and Cowboy 'shower'. See how helpful I can be?
Food was not the problem. Figuring out where to put 2 ladies that are used to large spacious homes full of amenities into my little cramped crowded house was the problem. I offered the big couch and the little couch. It's all I had, they opted to skate away on the ice.
I have been working on a project of love concering Mother Mare who went to the Rainbow Bridge last August. Something H said gave me the idea the day she died, and last night I finished it and hung it on the wall. I love it. I expected some comment or reaction from H this morning, there was nothing. I hope I didn't hurt his emotions again, we both shed many tears that very sad day.
Live your life while you are still living. Riding the trail less traveled.
Uhoh, too many horses causes confusion. Mother Mare we lost in August, she was 25. She was the founding mare of our breeding program for many years and produced great horses. She is the dam of the mare I currently ride and show and brag about. Big Black and Mr Cutie ironically both needed vet attention on the same day in fall, and they are both fine now. Mother Mare and Mr Cutie hold a special spot in my heart, they are the horses H and I were on when we were married. Mr Cutie is 26 this year. Does that help? I could fill this thread listing and talking about each of the rest of the horses.
Live your life while you are still living. Riding the trail less traveled.
I would like that. The board might be interested to know your H, innocently or not, named one "DB"!! That still makes me laugh. He is probably following along. He could be sitting in his truck in the dark somewhere with a wireless signal reading all this. He probably types to Frank D.
You are still really sad about your dear departed beauty-horse. WCW, I am so sorry that she had to go. I suppose your H is still grieving too. Too bad he is so reticent about everything.
Yes, H did name a horse DB. He's not sitting in the dark tonight though!
I had a meeting tonight, drove in and there was H's truck. I had no clue he would be there, and people joked he had to introduce himself because it was so long since they had seen him. I found a seat and H came over and actually moved chairs to take a seat next to me. It looked and felt quite like how we were in our better years, the only thing missing was his hand resting on my leg and my hand on his. When the meeting was done we each socialized and H came over to tell me he was heading home.
Is this baby steps? the light of day? Idunno. What I do know is this is resembling behavior prior to the last 5 years. I should also note that one of the things I said to H last week in my rant is that I was tired of hearing the rumors and not even knowing if they were new or old. Maybe H was just performing damage control tonight.
Live your life while you are still living. Riding the trail less traveled.
