She shook her head as she brought Sid out, gathering up the reins and springing up into the saddle with little effort - her body, though it had been so swollen and heavy with child had bounced back with as little effort as her mounting had required, and made her almost consider the birth of another child down the road - the pain, however, blew that idea out of her head. She gathered up the reins, sliding her feet into the irons and straightened her shoulders, patting Sid lightly on the neck. "No, it's the woman's job to worry - haven't you ever watched The Simpsons? It's my job to worry and to nag. It's your job to get drunk.. and be stupid." She grinned. -- The Santino Home

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Date Posted: 20:37:27 01/20/05 Thu
Author: Tris
Subject: She shook her head as she brought Sid out, gathering up the reins and springing up into the saddle with little effort - her body, though it had been so swollen and heavy with child had bounced back with as little effort as her mounting had required, and made her almost consider the birth of another child down the road - the pain, however, blew that idea out of her head. She gathered up the reins, sliding her feet into the irons and straightened her shoulders, patting Sid lightly on the neck. "No, it's the woman's job to worry - haven't you ever watched The Simpsons? It's my job to worry and to nag. It's your job to get drunk.. and be stupid." She grinned.
In reply to: Tristyn 's message, "That's the way the cracker crumbles.." on 10:49:05 01/13/05 Thu

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"Because the Simpsons is the prime example of a healthy nuclear family." He rolled his eyes, reining the horse towards the gate and shifting to open it, holding it open for her and then just leaving it open for them when they came back. "What trail do you want to go on?" He questioned, waving her off to lead the way to whichever bridle past she wanted them to take. (NT) -- Luc, 21:15:17 01/20/05 Thu