So, my husband and I had our anniversary coming up at the beginning of this past April. As with most other people, we really didn't have a lot of money to spend on going on a big trip like we like to do. He is usually the one to make trip arrangements, and it's often a surprise to me where we're going. This year, I was told we were going to a dude ranch.
At the moment of his telling me this news, I don't think that I would have wanted to be on the receiving end of my dirty look. I can give some nasty ones without thinking about it. I had thought about this look and knew just the one I wanted to give, and I did: eyebrows raised and eyes squinted, half of my mouth turned up unnaturally at the corner. I think I hurt my husband's feelings.
I'm allergic to horses. When I carry hay, I get hives. I'm a whimp. On top of all that, I don't do well with being dirty. I live in Colorado, and I don't like dirt. I'm from Texas, and I don't like dirt. I grew up around horses off and on, and they still make me sneeze. I can ride alright, but it's not my favorite pastime.
So off we headed to the Sundance Trail Guest Ranch in Red Feather Lakes, Colorado, not too far from Fort Collins, and about a two hour drive from Denver International Airport. We were the only guests there at the ranch in the beginning of April, so we had the place to ourselves. Once I walked into our room, which was more like a massive suite with a fireplace and rocking chairs and a beautiful view, I knew I was going to be alright. The summer activities hadn't started just yet, and the atmosphere was pretty relaxed.
At the moment of his telling me this news, I don't think that I would have wanted to be on the receiving end of my dirty look. I can give some nasty ones without thinking about it. I had thought about this look and knew just the one I wanted to give, and I did: eyebrows raised and eyes squinted, half of my mouth turned up unnaturally at the corner. I think I hurt my husband's feelings.
I'm allergic to horses. When I carry hay, I get hives. I'm a whimp. On top of all that, I don't do well with being dirty. I live in Colorado, and I don't like dirt. I'm from Texas, and I don't like dirt. I grew up around horses off and on, and they still make me sneeze. I can ride alright, but it's not my favorite pastime.
So off we headed to the Sundance Trail Guest Ranch in Red Feather Lakes, Colorado, not too far from Fort Collins, and about a two hour drive from Denver International Airport. We were the only guests there at the ranch in the beginning of April, so we had the place to ourselves. Once I walked into our room, which was more like a massive suite with a fireplace and rocking chairs and a beautiful view, I knew I was going to be alright. The summer activities hadn't started just yet, and the atmosphere was pretty relaxed.
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