[ Monday, October 13, 2003 ]

 
   

Mood: Happy...again
Music: The Intermission music to Monty Python and the Holy Grail

Holy Lord....look at my mood. It says happy again. *faints* Well, I was depressed for a few weeks in between these posts, but the important thing is that I'm happy again, rite? Rite.

The only sad thing about my life is the fact that my Grandpa is terminally ill. The doctors gave him 2 weeks. He has cancer all over his body. When my mother went to visit him today, she said he was just rabling on in his sleep like state about World War II and hearing the bombers fly overhead. I feel so sorry for my mother, grandma, and aunts and uncle for having to go through this...if one of my parents was terminally ill and suffering, I'd just want them to pass on. Especially on a day like today...it was just gorgeous. But I know I'll always be sad about my grandpa...but death is just a part of life. You can't live without dying. All you can do is just pray you're not alone when you die...hell, if I were dying, I'd want someone holding my hand too. Even if it was really hard on the person...I had to do it with my kitty. I know, a kitty is not the same thing as a person, but holding him while he died was one of the hardest things I've ever done in my life.

Onto a happier note...on why I'm happy. For the past few months, all I've wanted to do was go horseback riding. Even more than usual. I guess it's because I've sorta stopped hanging out with my friends. But whatever. Well, my parents and I went to a Folk festival thing at the Missouri Botanical Garden out in Grey Summit. It was a nice little bonding thing. Anywho, my dad went to go get in the insane long line for beer and my mom and I went on a little trail overlooking the hills. I finally got up the courage to ask her if I could buy a horse if I used the money I'd saved up to buy it and the money I earn each month to pay for board somewhere. The only prob is, I don't have enough saved up in my account to buy a $1500 horse. So, I asked her if she could pay the difference, then I could pay her back in monthly installments along with the board. She said she really didn't have the money to lend me, but I could take it out of my college fund she and my dad set up when I was born. She sounded really serious about it, but she has yet to talk to my dad about it. So when he gets home from the Rams game, I'm gonna talk to him about it. I don't want to bug my mom about talking to him about it 24-7 and I don't want to drive her to say no with my annoying whines. Lol. My mom used to live on a huge horse farm when she was a teenager and showed horses in her 20s, so she knows what she's doin with horses. Emily and I went to Greensfelder Park stables today to see the horses, and in the public riding stable, where you call in to go on a trail ride, there was the cutest paint in one of the paddocks. He trotted right up to us when we walked up to the railing and stuck his head rite into my stomach. He sniffed my hand, then started licking it. He moved rite up to my arm and just licked away. Lol...he just wanted to salt on my skin...but it was SO adorable!!!! That's the kinda horse I want- a trail horse, but one with a personality. And a paint...lol. I love paints!!!! Kute as buttons, they are. Not saying all horses aren't...but paints are especially....I can't 'splain it....lol. Anywho...I'll post more as soon as I know the final word: Yay or nay. Hmm...maybe that should be "neigh"...lol....corny Laura, don't eat Pops.

    Lar [9:17 PM]

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