When I met Otey, he had a very unique dining room set. It was a round folding table (you know the kind… with the plastic top?) and four metal folding chairs. One of which was green. The other three were brown. One had padding on it, and a couple of them had the location that...
You know how you have friends that you go weeks… months… with out speaking to, and then the second you answer the phone you are right where you left off? The kind of friend that you think about often… almost daily? Something will remind you of a fun time you shared with them, or you...
I am one.
No really.
I’m sick.
I’m blogging in bed on my phone. We have to leave at the butt crack of dawn for Otey’s doctor appointment, so I’m doped up and praying Grady deceides to sleep all night. Please pray for my speedy recovery… we kind of need at least one functioning adult in...
My heart nearly beats out of my chest.
My palms get sweaty.
My head begins to spin and the chance of me being able to gather a rational thought let alone communicate it verbally is nearly impossible.
I would drive to the ends of the earth for this my love.
What could possibly stir up all this emotion in...
My husband rode Saddle Bronc horses as a professional rodeo cowboy for almost 10 years. For the past six years he has still rode off and on. With my work schedule, and his work schedule, he probably went to 20 rodeos or so last year. When rodeo was his only source of income, he would...
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