Well today was one of those up/down days.
The up...
My lesson (as posted on NVR) was amazing! I trotted my horse for the first time and... She didn't buck! Success! We are amazing at weaving through the cones, and her jumps (aka pole work) is great. I am so proud of her!
The down...
Bobby had to work all day today, which meant Bodie had to go with me to my lesson. I don't get it; conversation after conversation he doesn't get what I'm saying. Then, when my hubby gets home, naturally I want "alone time," I said (direct quote!) "Can you leave the room, please? Bodie, can you leave the room please?" I said it for multiple reasons- 1) I really just wanted to be with Bobby and breathe for a minute; 2) If Bodie saw what was on the webpage I was trying to show Bobby he would be depressed because he couldn't come with us tonight.
Oh, tonight (today) is my 18 month anniversary with my husband (yup, 07-07-07). He had called me yesterday to plan something for today, and I did, giving him options of course... {I'm sorry... tears get in the way of typing} Anyway, I wanted to show him something we would be doing tonight, which is when I (thought) politely asked Bodie to leave. Apparently I can't do anything right.
Bodie had been "blah blah blah" all day, and his damn attitude sucks! (I swear, his whore of a mother doesn't teach him shit- at least as far as any form of manners go). I guess its one of those days where I need to vent. Vent Vent Vent. And to think, all I wanted to do today was ride, spin yarn and hang out with my husband.
Why does things have to be so hard?
But the night is still farly young and the movie doens't start until 10:45pm, so I shall let you know how the rest goes.
Much love to all...
The up...
My lesson (as posted on NVR) was amazing! I trotted my horse for the first time and... She didn't buck! Success! We are amazing at weaving through the cones, and her jumps (aka pole work) is great. I am so proud of her!
The down...
Bobby had to work all day today, which meant Bodie had to go with me to my lesson. I don't get it; conversation after conversation he doesn't get what I'm saying. Then, when my hubby gets home, naturally I want "alone time," I said (direct quote!) "Can you leave the room, please? Bodie, can you leave the room please?" I said it for multiple reasons- 1) I really just wanted to be with Bobby and breathe for a minute; 2) If Bodie saw what was on the webpage I was trying to show Bobby he would be depressed because he couldn't come with us tonight.
Oh, tonight (today) is my 18 month anniversary with my husband (yup, 07-07-07). He had called me yesterday to plan something for today, and I did, giving him options of course... {I'm sorry... tears get in the way of typing} Anyway, I wanted to show him something we would be doing tonight, which is when I (thought) politely asked Bodie to leave. Apparently I can't do anything right.
Bodie had been "blah blah blah" all day, and his damn attitude sucks! (I swear, his whore of a mother doesn't teach him shit- at least as far as any form of manners go). I guess its one of those days where I need to vent. Vent Vent Vent. And to think, all I wanted to do today was ride, spin yarn and hang out with my husband.
Why does things have to be so hard?
But the night is still farly young and the movie doens't start until 10:45pm, so I shall let you know how the rest goes.
Much love to all...
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