Saturday, August 6, 2011

ride, ride, ride that pony.

Get up and ride that big fat pony.
Ride, ride, ride that pony.
This is how we do it:
front to front to front, my baby.
back to back to back, my baby.
side to side to side, my baby.
This is how we do it...

As fun as it would be, this post is unfortunately not dedicated to past years of girls' camp. Now dry your tears and put on your big girl panties. Maybe one day I'll write about that. But for now, tis not the case.

We all know that the city of STG is extremely good at knowing how to spend their extra change. *coughthreehundredthousanddollarscough* What? No. I'm not bitter. I fully embrace the newly added carousel to the middle of town, as does Maddison. We had been counting down its arrival, and the moment it opened we couldn't wait to get our buns on over there and hop onto the creepy, yet beau-tea-ful ponies. 

The first time we went, we got there an hour after it had closed. We cried and cried. And then we wiped away our angel tears and decided to carry on. We chose which ponies we wanted for the next time we would return. Maddi chose one with a crazy mane that looked more like a mohawk than anything. I chose the jester horse. Good decisions those were, by the way. 

When we finally made our way over a week or two later, Maddi knew the boy operating the fun filled ride, so he gave us the child price. We got two rides for the price of one, which was exciting because we were able to choose two horses. Maddi's: merhorse. Part mermaid, part horse. Mine: roses, lions with wings, and baby cherub wrapped in a blankie on the horsie's bum. Twas great.


Anywho. That was just one of the many dates that Maddison and I have been on. We love each other's company. And we're just too darn funny. I don't understand how more people don't want to hang out with us. 



In further news, that post down there {insert downward arrow} about the one worded letter ended up being a big fat joke. Don't worry. I chewed that little missionarie's butt about how funny it wasn't. 

Also, I got to talk to my brother!! He's in Kuwait. Love that guy.


Peace&blessings
love: al.


2 comments:

kort + sam said...

I am SOOOOO glad that that letter was a joke! I seriously felt so sick after reading about that!! And I really want to go on dates with you and maddi!! HELLOOOOO that's why I moved back! ;)

MEL. said...

bahahahaaaa. no wonder i was friends with you guys....you do the coolest shiz EVERRRR. i'll for sure go on dates with you when i get home. just like old times. haaa.