My friend the Rodeo Queen was thrown off a horse last month. It seemed like a good cowgirl tale of adventure -- until soon after, the excruciating pain of a pelvis fracture hit her over the head with a mighty hammer. BAH! Poor Rodeo Queen!
On Sunday, we fetched Rodeo Queen some egg custard tarts from her favorite bakery. Then PVC and I teamed up to distract her from her troubles and help her roll around. Of course, RQ liked the egg tart in the middle that got squished, because she said it looked like a heart. Aw, sweet Rodeo Queen. She may have gotten tossed, but she can still find the charming in squished.
May RQ (and her super-tender the Mighty Oz) roll along speedy on the bumpy road of mending! Hang on tight to each other and no falling off.
2 comments:
Yum! What is the name of the bakery? Think they'll send me one in the mail?
so sorry, I don't think a gooey egg custard would hold up in the mail to Michigan, but if you come visit I will take you there (Golden Gate Bakery) right when they take them out of the oven!
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