Sunday afternoon I took my friend Caitlin for her first horseback ride. I’d given her a gift certificate for her sixth birthday in November and planned on giving her photos of the outing (and maybe a printed t-shirt) for Christmas. Rainy weather kept us from cashing in the gift until today — and I’m pretty sure I had more fun than she did.
Why? Because half-way through her lesson, I noticed two African beauties on the other side of the property. Apparently there is some crazy wealth in Chandler because I spent the rest of the afternoon making googly eyes and these beauties.
One day, I want to have crazy, silly money and look at my husband and say, “Christmas? I want giraffe. And zebra. And donkeys and camels.” I’m pretty sure that’s what went down at this house recently and Noah showed up with an arc and delivered. Seriously, where does one even go to buy a giraffe? I didn’t know this was an option. And they may need a restraining order because I’m pretty sure I’m going to start showing up regularly with food and more photo equipment for my new African friends.