In the land of the rodeo queen, 2: Ow. Ow. Ow.
Hello. This is the second in an open-ended series I created on learning to ride a horse. I made a category called In the land of the rodeo queen for these posts. I’m talking about Charlie again, the...
View ArticleIn the land of the rodeo queen 3: The runaway mother
I woke up with a headache, a happy baby and a grumpy daughter and husband. Mark and I decided to have a party attended by us alone for the NBA final. Not that I watched the game. I drank wine and...
View ArticleWee fat boy aka my buddy and his tum (5)
Eli is a fat boy, in spirit. I’m a wee fat boy in my spirit animal In reality, his BMI is a about the 5th percentile. I do not like percentile talk. I’ve always viewed it as some kind of twisted mom...
View ArticleIn the land of the rodeo queen, 1: hi Charlie
I’ve started to learn to ride and I found a rodeo queen to teach me. I started a little series on it. Did I mention I get to wear cowgirl boots? Here’s my first post. I’m excited to learn more about...
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