A neighbor just delivered my Girl Scout cookies....oh no, please no. I think she was sent by the devil. She doesn't even HAVE any daughters. I've had two good days. Yes, two. I think my jeans feel a bit more loose. Hey, I have a wonderful imagination.
Today is a gorgeous day, sunny but windy. Still, it gives one hope for spring. I saw some daffodils' green tips peaking up thru the mulch.
I haven't been walking on the treadmill.....too noisy. Personally, I feel that's quite the creative excuse....er, reason.
I haven't been hiking......too scary. We have had a possible intruder in the abandoned house about 1/4 mile behind our house. I hike or ride past that house, ALONE, when I hike or ride. So until I get a big ole gun, I'm a bit chicken. At least until the scaredy-pants part of me wears off. *sigh* Another excuse.
However, I did grab one of our dear, sweet, calm horses and ride him bareback around outside for about 15 minutes. Haven't been on since early November; he was a dear. (not a deer).
Here's the question: can I count the miles I ride toward Moab?
Enough of my silliness today. Now where did I put those GS cookies? NO NO NO NO
In case you're wondering.....samoas are the only cookie worth buying.
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