Well, Daphne is knocked up. I think so anyways. Did I already post about this? I swear to Dog I have alzheimers. Sorry H, I really may be your Meredith instead of your Callie.We thought she was much closer to giving birth than she is, so now she's at the farm in TK being a cranky prego eating grass and terrorizing the goat who really only wants to be her friend. Don't make friends with a prima dona. I'm really happy she's safe in TK now as opposed to being in Plano which now that all my horses are out of their I can recognize it as the hell hole it is and I feel terrible I ever subjected me horse to that.
All the kids love her though, she did great on her first lesson and I can't wait for this summer when she's all groomed and pretty and with a precious baby angel at her side. I don't know if I will keep the baby or not. H wants to, and for her, I might. Plus... it's kind of precious that both these little ponies, assuming I keep the baby, will be what our kids learn to ride on. I love Daphne for that, if I had a kid already and was looking for a pony she would have been what I wanted... so, win win situation over her. If the baby is as cute as she is than how much fun will it be breeding, raising and training the horse my future kid will show? I love it. I'm a fucking geek.
I'm having the rizotomy done on my back, it's official. I'm happy about it, but more than anything I'm kind of devastated... not that I am having it done but that I HAVE to have it done to function normally. I'm 25 and that is not fair. Why is my body so busted up? Yeah I have had a bunch of injuries but this isn't fair.
How much longer till H lives here? Too long. I'm in a bad mood and she's 2.5 hours away, all I want to do is go hug her, hard, and then go about my day. Thats all I need, and she's too far away. And when she is here... well i'm stressing about that too but I'll save that for another post.
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