I’ve spent two days working on a gift for Seymour. Little else has been done around the house, but at least I’ve gotten his gift finished. Cricket and Thumper helped, too much at times. Cricket was so funny – he kept hearing our song (you know, the old, “They’re playing our song!” thing) and looking for my cell phone, thinking that Daddy was calling because the beginning of it is Seymour’s ringtone.
Tonight we’re going out to celebrate, but since we couldn’t find a sitter, we’re not going to celebrate the way we originally planned. Maybe it’s better this way, though. We can come home, put the kids in bed, pop in Fool’s Gold and have a little popcorn, maybe an adult beverage or two, and since there’s no ice outside, I don’t have to worry about falling on my butt like I did when we first saw it. 😉
Since I’ve abandoned everything else, I’ve gotten no writing done, either. Luckily, tomorrow promises to be a very lazy day spent at home. Of course, by lazy, I mean I’ll be doing mountains of laundry and piles of dishes and squeezing in some writing here and there if I’m lucky. Now that I think about it, that doesn’t sound lazy at all, does it? Maybe I ought to stop into Casey’s and buy myself a lottery ticket on my way out of town tonight…
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Suddenly they all died. The end. 
I’m going to watch my daughter at a show jumping competition. It’s hard not to cringe as she and that animal fly up into the sky and still hope they’ll be together when they hit the ground.
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That sounds fun! I’ve never been to a horse show of any sort, but I’ve seen a few of the show jumping things on TV and they look fun. I would be terrified to be the rider, but then I’ve never ridden a horse, either. I suppose you get used to flying into the air like that.
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She did part company with the horse today. It’s always terrified me since she broke her arm doing self same thing a few years ago. Now I think she’s finally becoming bored with the jumping. Thank goodness.
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I hope she wasn’t hurt today. I’m not sure I’d be able to watch if it were one of my kids. I’ve got three boys I know will want to go out for football when they get older (one would like to go out for football now, but he’s still too young and the other two are a bit too young to really know what it is yet) and I’m not sure I’ll be able to watch them take some of the hits that get doled out in football when the time comes. Even with the pads, it’s a punishing game.
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Happy anniversary!!
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Thank you! 🙂
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