Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Still....

Still no word from the surgery girl. Probably only to a few, not the 'masses.'

Rode Janow for a bit, like ten minutes. Thought the break in the rain would last longer! He was super fussy 'cause I was rushed, then I put the saddle pad on to get tacked up. He settled right down. "Riding. Cool." Then the rain came gushing down. Abandon ship.

At home, Joseph continues to be a big distracting pain. I have to remember that my job is to help him grow into a functioning adult. Sometimes I feel that I just have to keep him viable until he is 18 and I can change the locks. Thirteen is a hard age. Forty-nine ain't such a walk in the park.
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Unknown said...

Yikes, 13 and 49! That's my future, I've got 11 and I'm 47. We are in the calm before the storm and I am thinking building my own panic room might be a good idea. The bathroom is just not going to cut it.

Hope the sky clears and gives you more riding time...

Tue Jan 26, 07:34:00 PM 2010
Unknown said...

If I had been ten years younger when he arrived, I would have to be a working mom. Ten years has added the financial security and the maturity to do it this way.

Wed Jan 27, 03:17:00 PM 2010

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