What The Day After Christmas Looked Like
I took a nap. I’m getting really good at taking naps. I went to the gym and ran on the treadmill. With the Christmas parties, the pies I started making at 4:45 am Christmas morning, and the three hours on the road, I was just done. Apparently, I’m no spring chicken anymore.
The eleven-year old hit the streets with her dad hoping to find a Kindle Fire HD. Luck took them to Staples on Franklin Street in Chapel Hill. Did I mention that I had to make numerous calls to nearby stores (from the bed) to find that for them. Eventually, though, I made my way out to Best Buy that evening to pick up a post-Christmas gift for myself.
My Nikon SLR now has a friend…a Canon 60D DSLR with two lenses. Boy am I going to have fun interrogating family members now. Genealogy research will have a whole different look and feel to it. Can’t wait. I also plan to use it for my non-family member documentary work. 2013 is looking so awesome right now.
In the meantime, here’s a story I’ll share from this year. The eleven-year old had been begging (yes, begging) for horseback riding lessons for years. She had developed an idea of what it would be like…too many books read about horses, pictures of horses downloaded from the internet, and a club membership for horse paraphenelia will do that I suppose. Well this summer, she got her wish…a week long summer camp of horseback riding. Of course all did not go as planned.
Her horse was blind. I don’t think the eleven-year old had ever even considered the possibility that there was such a thing.
Her horse stepped on her foot. According to the eleven-year old, this really hurt.
She sprained her arm the second or third day and had to wear an arm brace for the rest of the week. Hmmm.
She’s not interested in going back, but she added even more pictures of horses to her bedroom wall. Here are a few pictures of her adventures thanks to Katherine C. House. Oh and guess who will not be taking horseback riding lessons next summer. I need to find a way to write this little story down while it’s still fresh.
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