That damn man gave me his tummy bug. And I don't have time for it today. I have some mojo to work on someone this morning. I am supposed to ride this afternoon. I want to do something with the torso in progress that cracked while drying. And all I can seem to do is lay on the couch listening to The Low Spark Of High Heeled Boys. And Dear Mister Fantasy. This may not be so bad after all.
Not feelin too good myself.
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awww. hope you feel better quick.
Hey, I tried to call you earlier to see how your day went. Hope it was lovely in spite of the tummy deal. LOVE that song, btw. Thanks again and again for yesterday!
Ei...after an hour of good tummy thoughts, the morning came and went (ahem). I rode Jessie with my trainer in the afternoon. She has bent a shoe, and the farrier comes on Wednesday.
May I join you on Wednesday to see the farrier at work?
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