I love how you get a little perspective after being gone. I always seem to come back with a new idea or direction, it seems like you just can't get that living in your same world every day. Maybe that's the deeper side to 'Getting out of the box'. Stress...I just seem to forget the little stuff that was worrying me. I'm so thankful everyday that I only have little stuff, not big stuff to stress.
Mexican food...I ate it almost everyday, to the tune of a few well-worth-it pounds gained. I call it 'Shopping and Lunch' and its one of my very most favoritest things in this whole world! That could go on my headstone, 'R.I.P. she's out lunch'.
Being a rodeo kid SO rocks! Mom dresses you up real cute, takes you where there are lots of people, it smells like corndogs and cotton candy, and you get to play in the dirt all day!
Its way fun to watch with the other kids who's dad's are in the rodeo |
Saddle sore...We rode and rode that desert, so simple, but so enjoyable. Jackpots...went to a handful and tried to shake the dust off, its been a while. Horses performed pretty dang good.
Outside--Teague & Taya could NOT get enough of going outside and playing. They never touched a cactus, there must be some primal instinct as homo sapiens to not touch weird sharp looking objects. AND...the highlight of their trip was:
I LEARNED...there is actually a 'trash' cactus that JUMPS at you. Beware to not get close. It is a very mean plant. It didn't get me thank goodness.
It was hard to leave AZ...but we are settle back in at home and I'm just about caught up from being gone. Oh, who am I kidding? There is no such thing these days as being caught up! There is always a little something that needs done. But, I probably wouldn't have it any other way. Good thing I thrive on having a lot of irons in the fire!
And now we are back to real life...I guess they didn't want my beautiful 5 ft tall vase (pronouced voss since it was one of the few elegant things I have I mean had in our house) there anymore...
And now we are back to real life...I guess they didn't want my beautiful 5 ft tall vase (pronouced voss since it was one of the few elegant things I have I mean had in our house) there anymore...
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