Maeve, you are too cool for words...

Last week Maeve emailed me and asked for my snail mail addy.
This was right after I nearly drowned trying to bring in my stupid horses from a rain storm (which turned out to be not-so-bad anyway).

She said she wanted to send me something for my birthday.

I gave her the address and told her "ya know ya don't hafta do this, right?" and that there was a small insane part of me that wanted to remind her to poke air holes in the huge box I was hoping the horse she was gonna send would be in.
Kidding, of course...

Well... guess what?

She did it.
I got an Appaloosa for my birthday yesterday in the mail.

Wanna see him?

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Ain't he gorgeous?
Coolest thing is, he's a strawberry roan, just like Storm was.
Wanna guess what I named him (after I quit leakin' about the eyes)?

Yep.

Storm.

He is currently standing right above me, on top of the computer desk.
And, yes, I sure did use his brush to fluff his mane and tail.

PLUS, she also sent me two bars of enchanted soap.
Man, do they smell good...

So...

Thank you more than words can express, Maeve.
You are so sweet...

Now, I wanna go run Storm II over to Mr Boss's house and show him my birthday App.
He'll get a kick out of it, too....

And, it occurs to me... people across the entire country know I want an Appaloosa.

Wow, man...
*grin*

Hell, people in other countries know it, too... huh, Paul?
*giggling*

Well, geez... with this many people knowing about it, maybe it really will happen.

And, on an entirely unrelated, yet still cool note...
I got an email today from someone whose "better half" is serving in Iraq with my brother.
Said I can give them a holler if I want...
Think I will.

And, while I'm thinking about it...

In case anyone wants to write to a Marine, here's Norm's info again:

UFCUSMC at Yahoo dot com

or

LCpl Norman W. Vanaman III
1st MLG HQ CO PRP
Unit 42175
FPO AP 96426-2175

And, Lord GOD, what a retard I am...
Just now, looking at the email address, it hit me that the last four letters seemed kinda wrong. Like, what the hell is USMA?

So, I whipped out the piece of paper I originally wrote it on and sure enough, it's USMC.

SO, if ya tried to email him and it bounced, try it again.
(However, I do believe that most of ya's woulda figured out I had that wrong, most people not being as dense as I am... God, I feel so stupid...)

The snail mail addy is right, thank God.

Okay.
Gonna go cook an egg on my red and really hot face now...
Then, go show Mr Boss what Storm looked like.
Then, run Eric to WallyWorld for weedeater string and grab some smokes.
Then, come back and write to the person who wrote to me today about the guys in Iraq.
And, cook dinner.
And, clean some shit.
Then, watch King of Queens, because alla that other crap'll prolly take til 10pm...

Maeve...
thank you again.
Everytime I look at that horse, I grin and tear up at the same time.

Thank you soooo much...

Peace

Posted by: Stevie at 05:41 PM

Comments

1 That Maeve is a sweetheart.

Posted by: Catfish at April 28, 2006 11:04 PM (g/YlO)

2 That's so spooky. That's exactly the coloring I visualized on the horse you are going to get. Strawberry roan is my favorite too. If the real horse turns out to look like that, all I can say is, Maeve you're a really remarkable witch.

Posted by: Libby at April 29, 2006 08:24 PM (DGO1F)

3 *Blush*
Aw shucks!
I figured you could play with that Appy until your real one got here.
I almost put holes in the top of the box too, just to be a smart ass.
Glad you like the soaps. The prosperity you wash your hands with daily. The Taurus is for your whole body.
Enjoy!

Posted by: Maeve at April 29, 2006 11:09 PM (b/7xM)






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