Happy Birthday Jean.Once when I was 3 or so, we were driving and came upon a trailer full of horses. I begged her to slow down and she did and we followed while I squealed the whole way.
Finally she told me we had to pass the horses or we'd be late. I got so mad I screamed Mean Jean at her. Jean is now mostly blind and half deaf but the most cheerful and upbeat person I have ever known. She once told me she got up every day with a smile on her face and assumed it was going to be a great day. Obviously we're not related.
I still am obsessed with horses and ride whenever I can. Unless I have to sign a release WITH MY HANDS. As you can see on the photo, I USED to be able to write. I'm sure there's a handwriting expert out there amongst you who is looking at that sample and thinking, "Well THAT explains it."
End of chat.
***I can no longer do word verification on blogs that have that feature. It's too hard on my hands, unnecessary and for me, a waste of time. I hope you understand.
