Today I found the perfect...
Well that could sound band. Perhaps you had better sit down and listen..er read the whole story.
Every since the age of three I have been obsessed with bones and blood. Not like in a creep vampire and skulls way. Like a I want to be a nurse or doctor way. When Lindy was in nursing school I would make her name all the bones in the human body. She seldom did it. Anyway. When she got married I had to think of the perfect present. Not some normal present. So the story goes like this. (But remember, you don't have to believe everything you hear. I'm not sure I even believe it.)
Once upon a very nice and sunny day, I was helping my father ride thru the cattle. I was on my pony named Skipper. All of a sudden a perfect idea came to me! A frame for Lindy to put in her new house. But not just any frame. A frame with the words 'Rock and Roll Cowgirl' across the top. AND a bone. Why not? She had just graduated from nursing school. But I had to find the perfect bone. And I did. The problem? I was 5 and couldn't get on and off my horse. I was a very determined 5 year old though. I got off, got my bone, and got back on. Unfortunately when I got back on I dropped my reins. Had I mention I was riding a pony? When Skipper realized I had no control he did what any faithful pony would do. He took off in the direction of the house. Took off. Key words. But not once did I scream. or drop my bone. Until my father flipped out and starting yelling at me to drop it. Gosh dang fathers. I had also aspired to be a trick rider so as soon as I dropped my bone, I reached down and grabbed my tie down strap and made an 12 foot 11. Mean I slid to a stop. But alas, I never could find another bone that perfect.
Until today. My life is complete.
But don't believe everything you read on the Internet.
Missy (: