The road less traveled…

My partner and I were attempting to become pregnant. For many reasons – including my sanity – we have put that on the back burner for now and are just working on walking down the road less traveled. We've been through Katrina – moved to Colorado – and our next adventure is headed to California.

Day 3-Your first love March 10, 2011

Filed under: 30 Day Challenge,TTC — 2Lesbians&Baby @ 1:05 pm

My first love was horses.  When I was younger I lived in a very small town in Louisiana.  We didn’t have much money, but we did have a bit of land and always had horses.  My mother worked her ass off to be able to afford this luxury for us.   My sister and I had our own that we used for barrel racing and the rodeo circuit but my parents also would go to the auction to buy horses that needed to be trained for us to train and then resell for profit so there were always multiple horses in our barn.  I loved the smell of dirt, sweat, and leather.

My little sister and I would wake up before dawn on most weekends, pack a lunch in our saddlebags, and be gone until well after dark exploring the vast wooded areas around our home.  We had so many playhouses and forts built in those woods.  We would be out riding and decide we wanted to jump in the river and go swimming, pretend that we were cowboys and Indians, or play hide and go seek on the horses.

Other weekends we would all pack up as a family and end up at some fairground where there was a rodeo.  Rodeos are an all day thing when you are part of a riding club because there are so many different events (barrel racing, pole bending, buddy pickup, flag races, etc.  Those were some of the only happy memories I have of my nuclear family as a child.

FYI – AF has arrived 🙂


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