Today we were at a birthday party for a friend. At this party were several costumes for Photo Ops. Among them was a dusty black cowboy hat. I dust it off and shape it up before placing it on my head and jumping on my very non-husband's back. He's not non-horsey because he doesn't like them, he's just a poor city boy and doesn't know much. I insist he be my horsey and take me around everywhere. He obliges, but after a short while starts jumping up and down and generally making it very difficult to stay attached to his back. "What the heck are you doing?" I ask. "I'm your dressage pony!" he replies and continues goofing around when I realize that all his jumping and silliness is his attempt at performing lead changes and piaffes! What can I say? I love him!
lol! Promise you! Surprise birthday party for a friend put on by my pastor's wife! No alcohol involved as most of the people invited were underage, and, oh, did I mention the pastor's wife was hosting? I'm only just 21 and my husband (the pastor's son!) won't be 21 for another couple of weeks. We're just a crazy group.