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Monday, November 7, 2011

BugOrama

The drive to Denver was wretched. Somewhere in Wyoming...the roads cleared up...
Super! Once I reached the Heartland...the weather was amazing....a view from my future barn looking out to the paddock...notice the green..like everywhere...



And at the dining room table with my realtor...it was serene...


To answer the mystery...yes, I will move someday. No, I will not bring my House of Popo with me. First I have to sell my River War House. 

NFL Man called me often throughout the days I was in the Heartland and we talked for hours long into the night...throughout the early morning hours. Yeah. Sleep? None. I was used to that anyway.  We really enjoyed each other's company. He is also a big history and wine person as am I, so we giggled and talked about our travels. The most fun was talking reminiscing about college and him telling me about his NFL career and current works. Busy man. He found time to text me in between his engagements...little thoughtful things. He was a sweet and kind as I remembered him. He didn't forget who he was despite the fame and fortune. It was nice. Perhaps it was the dead body class that intrigued him...

The last night after class I spent traveling around and exploring...visiting places I had been and finding new. Sadly...I had to depart and return home. I couldn't wait to see Bug...but part of me wanted to be there. She was excited to share the pics with me and wanted to go next time. Her eyes lit up when I told her about NFL Man...

BUG: Mommy! You got a date?

ME: [giggling] You make it sound like a miracle happened.

BUG: I don't know but I know I worried about you getting old and not finding a man.

ME: Why?

BUG: Who is going to take care of you?

ME: You. I will make you fetch me beers...and rub my feet...push my wheel chair near the river so I can fish...and cook for me every day. One day you will have to change my diapers.

BUG: MOMMY! I'm not doing it! You can't make me.

Oy. Perhaps we can skip the diaper part, anyway.

7 comments:

Ms. A said...

Dear God, please don't ever let me have to depend on my children, for my care. Amen.

Allenspark Lodge said...

I love this side of you. We want to come visit the new barn and see GREEN, too. I know, it's a future thing - but great things always start with a dream (ahem, the Lodge).
Becoming Super Bionic Cowgirl

Bob G. said...

Momma Fargo:
Sounds like a good time was had...

And yes, I found people here in the Midwest do "green" nicely...until AUTUMN...lol.

(I could think of no better honor than to have you as a neighbor, and I know I have TWO chances at that - SLIM...and NONE.)
Better odds that at the casino.

Besides, my neighborhood could USE some "House of Popo"...fo shizzle...LMAO!

Hey...I can dream...the price is right!
(free)

Roll safe out there.

GunDiva said...

I know of a nice little place the NFL man could take you to visit. Say, about 3 1/2 hours south of your current location...

I'm happy for you Momma, and seriously jealous about the future new house.

Mad Mind said...

She just doesn't understand yet. I didn't know you wanted to move to the Midwest. Interesting.

The Queen said...

When YOU get there to live, I will be coming to visit. Turns out, we have many family secrets and they all buried in Indiana... and I so love to explore family secrets! and drink wine! you have been warned!

Bethany said...

I'm taking a # for a future visit, too!