I’m just going to warn you now, my blusesky account is going to chronicle my middle-aged ascent into the world of business. I just learned what an SKU is and, people, that shit is MAGICAL.
I will also continue to include goats. Fear not.
Yesterday you asked me to hold your head, which must have been so heavy. You told me about your boyfriend, the Wind. And how you were finally ready to race him.
Today the pain is too great. May you beat the Wind, sweet mare. He’s lucky to finally have you.
I don’t know who needs this reminder, but five years ago it was a running joke how much I loved goats. I knew no goats. But I didn’t give up on my dreams. Now I am lousy with goats. So… DONT STOP BELIEVING!
I have gloves and goggles. And boots meant to withstand a horse stomp. You have any well meaning comments about the shorts, you get an immediate block. I can only be so safe.
