It is 9:26 pm, we are sitting in the living room eating popcorn, I am on the laptop listening to the conversations around me. They are still marveling at Sonny (Japangela’s) hubby and what a genuis he is. Beau is saying how he would give anything to have Sonny and Angela move near us. I said, ” I bet I can get them to come.” Georgia said, “there is the perfect house, up the road, on 13 acres, only $130,000.” As a matter of fact there are several around here that would be perfect. then Georgia says, “tell them I will give them 2 ponies for their youngins.” Then I look down for a moment and when I look back up they are talking about if it is easier to stay on a stallion when he is rearing or bucking. Georgia is amazed that Daddy-o wouldn’t want to ride our stallion that both bucks and rears. Georgia loves that stuff. So Angela y’all are officially invited (they are begging you) to move to TN. And uh, the conversations about bucking, rearing, and offers of ponies were totally unrelated. Only the big guy does all that stuff. The ponies are childsafe. Oh and Angela can you hurry so I can see your birth?
PS, you get better conversations if you keep the tv off