Join Date: Dec 2010
Location: Detroit, Michigan
Hmmm, aren't we all INSANE?
LOVE the birthday cake, that is totally not crazy, what are you thinkin? ;)
Neither is bargaining, that makes a lot of sense and both you and your father get what you want.
When I was in school I would take photos of my horses to my finals and put them on the corner of my desk to remind me that I had a reason to not flub this exam and get grounded, losing my riding time.
The craziest thing I've done (so far, because it's hard to top.) is hunting down my boy after he was sold. Driving through a snow storm in my little car, quizzing everyone who even had a barn. Well, GRILLING them would be more like it.
'Oh, he's not here? Are you SURE? Can I look, please?'
If I couldn't get my car in a driveway because of the snow, I'd park on the street or in someone's driveway down the street (with permission) and walk it up to their back door/barn/arena.
I had his picture on a keychain and I gave one to all my friends and enlisted their help on the phone call list. I had about 10 people calling and recalling every barn in Michigan.
When I finally did find him, I started crying to the lady one the phone:
'Can you tell him *sniffle* that I l-l-l-love him *sniffle* and that I didn't l-l-l-leave him *sniffle*
She thought I was a psycho and I didn't care. Which is probably what amounted to me paying more than 3 times what he was sold to her for, but I didn't care about that either.
My BO to this day joke with people to let me know first before they get rid of their horses. 'She WILL hunt you down, so save the energy and just tell her.'
Maybe I AM crazy?
He knows when you're happy
He knows when you're comfortable
He knows when you're confident
And he always knows when you have carrots.