I had a lovely surprise this past weekend at Bienville Boogie
(Forest, MS) when my boyfriend's parents drove down to watch me cross the
finish line. I suppose it was a bit anticlimactic for them when I crossed
alone, but I didn't care........just pleased as punch they were there.
In their Sunday clothes, Roger's Mama and Daddy tip-toed around
manure, horses, buckets, hay, dirt clods, etc., but ultimately got some
unknown black substance on their pants. After they made it to the
"clean" grass area to sit on some lawn chairs, his Mamma turned to me and
queried, "This isn't a very glamorous sport is it?"
"You got that right," I retorted with a big smile. :)
Dawn Sanchez, Ph.D.
Clinical Psychologist
Franklin, TN