Thanks Maggie, meeee too. :) The cupcakes are going to be awesome, I hope. We're going to a dedicated gluten-free bakery that's actually really near the school I go to=cupcakes+school???!!! Haha I could be on board with this!
I'm still really scared of eating out at places that aren't dedicated gf because I have such a bad reaction to even the smallest amount of gluten...so I'm glad I found somewhere dedicated gf. Haha I'll probbbbably post a picture of what I get.
Agreeeed, Christy! My little old people were like "if that happens again and you feel unsafe, call 911!!" haha
But yeah, not going to tell Gman about it probably. He's a worrier who talks a big game, which is super cute...but I dislike making people worry unnecessarily, you know? And it would be adorable to hear alll about how he would end the guy [which seriously, you guys. Gman is like the least threatening-looking person I have ever seen. Basically, as non-threatening as I look, translate that directly into a male form
Him talking a big game is like Prince Charming, or whoever, from Cinderella, talking about popping a cap in somebody] but no need to make him worry. It's one thing with Work Creep but another thing with me alone, in the pasture, near dark, with an aggravated old man.
Speaking of Gentleman Friend, it wasn't even 10am by the time we had discussed two separate stories from today that he thought I would like.
I had done pretty much all the story-telling this week so far, so that was extra nice.
And he just texted me ANOTHER story! THREE stories in ONE day?? Hahahaha THIS GUY. I love it.
Speaking of stories, you guys might appreciate this one: last school year, the zipper on my backpack, that I had had for yearssss - since 6th grade or earlier, finally failed. It started randomly splitting open at the most inopportune times and since I carry my laptop with me = BAD news bears.
So I've been on the hunt for a new backpack for some time since I have very specific specifications for what I want.
I found one on Ebay that I liked and it was relatively cheap so I went for it. Here's a link so you can visualize what I saw: Jansport Deadlock 15" Laptop Backpack Teal Block Pattern MSRP $55 New | eBay
I thought those back stripes were part of the design and was like "ok, that's pretty spiffy. I'm on board!"
It came in the mail...turned out that those black stripes are actually straps for "my skateboard"..............I am about the least coordinated person in the worllllld. The last thing I should probably ever do is ride a skateboard. So now I have a skateboard backpack. That I love the colors of but makes me look like a poser/wannabe. Actually, I could pass off as a skater since I guess I dress in kind of a "grungy-hipster-'cool'"-way, probably...just no one ask where my skateboard is. HAH.
Anyway, this sort of thing happens to me alllll the time. It's great. Hahaha Gman about died of laughter.
We've been there before - a few years ago, I bought a bright turquoise shirt with pandas on it from Salvation Army = 1. Pandas=awesome 2. Turquoise=favorite color. The first time I wore it [we were at camp], he saw me and got SO excited about my shirt. I was like "yeah...this is pretty cool, but why are you so happy right now?"
It turned out that the shirt was some really "hip" skate brand that he knew all about because one of his brothers is really into that stuff. And apparently his brother had wanted to buy that same shirt...but it was $45 retail.
And the poor guy had thought that I had some kind of hidden skater side that I hadn't told him about. HAH, no, just bumbling along, Mr. Magoo-style.
Or the time I bought a "Dungeons and Dragons" [a "nerdy" role-playing game that I've never played but does sound awesome, haha] t-shirt because it had a cartoon of people fighting dragons in a dungeon on the front and I thought that was really funny..but had no idea that it was actually about D+D............
Yeahhhhh. My life, man.
Anyway, work's going pretty well. I'm still confused as to a few things my boss keeps asking me to do. She's not super consistent in her "hopes and dreams" and half the time she makes me feel like I'm not doing a good job...then the other half of the time she acts like I'm doing wonderfully and she's "really impressed". So I'm having a bit of a hard time picking+choosing what to take in and what to ignore. But she keeps asking me to work more and she hasn't told me to specifically stop anything yet...so I'll go with it! Haha
I'm refusing to take it personally because my style is VERY different from hers. She's more into the "is the horse 'happy'???" "Does the horse LIKE me??" etc camp and I'm in the "the horse is happy because he/she has rules and boundaries! The horse likes me because he/she can trust that I'll keep him/her safe" - I'm not so much into asking questions of what the horse's emotional/mental state is. I mean, that plays a big part in how I choose to work with a specific horse...but I don't anthropomorphize while determining emotional state.
She seems to feel that I behave in a "cold" manner towards the horses..but I really don't. I guess I can see how you might come to that conclusion since I don't do a lot of physical touching with the horses [especially the more confident horses - the more confident a horse is, the more I don't get physical...for instance, Skippy is VERY confident so I RARELY touch him in praise since touch keys him up. Fabs is not confident so I'm really very physically affectionate with him, with the goal of sharing my confidence] - a reward is usually a "good boy!" and release of all pressure, no touching, just time to think about that just happened...no face smooshing/treats/whatever. Not to mention that I rarely touch anyone/anything in my life, even my pets. I'm just not a very physical person. To tocuh someone else, especially a stranger, I have to actually make myself do it. It's the opposite of easy for me.
Anyway, it's very very different.
In comparison to a lot of the horse trainers I've been around [0% good ones, but still], I'm the outcast "relationship with the pwetty ponehs" one..but at this place I feel like a horse beater or something/hate all horses. Haha Which I'm totally not/don't, but it's really the weirdest thing.
Anyway. Yesterday a little Mennonite friend of mine [he's 8 and we hang out on Thursdays when he has his sessions. His family of 8 kid all have sessions on Thursday so they're ALLL at the clinic on the same day+pretty much 'run wild' after/before their sessions] gave me his phone number.
he was like "call me!!"
My boss was right there when he did and she was like "Well. Seems as though your little issue of not having a boy in your life has been solved!"
Not sure where she got THAT idea in the first place since Gman seems to be a growing factor, I think...but still hilarious.
I laughed SO HARD.
Skippy. Mr. Confidence.
Fabs! We're slowlyyyy muscling up, I think!
And then this morning. Dear ol' Lacey got herself SO dirty for her poor Friday Lesson Kid. Sneaky.
I think she appears sort of proud of herself... hahaha