Hard-Core Cowgirl or Stubborn Redhead?

20131009_103635In all fairness I did not realize I had broken my ankle on the beach.

Yes, it hurt.

No I could not walk on it properly.

But as long as I stepped on the ball of my right foot, and walked in sand, I could move around pretty well.

Besides I paid $100 to ride those horses.

On the beach.

In the ocean.

In the Bahamas.

I’m not going to let a little pain get in  the way.

I did not find out my ankle was broken (Tibia) until I got home and had it x-rayed. That’s when I realized that I rode a horse, bareback, in the ocean with a broken ankle.

I think that makes me a hard-core cowgirl.

My husband thinks that makes me a stubborn redhead. What can I say, guilty as charged.

Stubborn or not, broken ankle or not, I had a wonderful time on the Girls Getaway Cruise sponsored by Premier Christian Cruises. Four days of insightful speakers, comedy via The Comedy Angels (Man they are hilarious), and great music with Selah. A few of us even got to come on stage and “sing” with Selah. That was a blast. Oh yeah, I’ll be holding that over my praise and worship leader husband for sure. I got to sing with Selah. BAM!

Because of my injury and needing special assistance by the airlines, I even got to sit with one of my favorite bible teachers, Jennifer Rothschild, on the flight from Orlando to Dallas. And yes for those who know me — it took a lot to hide giddy. I also prayed heavily before opening my mouth, “Dear Lord, what ever you do please don’t let me sound like an idiot.”

That lasted five minutes. We were talking about the comedy angels and I told her I was friends with one of them. She asked which one. I said, “The Redhead.”

For those who don’t know, Jennifer is blind.

Yep. I really did that.

I could have said, the one from Washington DC who compared Target to hell. That she could have gotten. Not “the redhead. “

Oh well. She was gracious and didn’t point out the uselessness of that description, and for that I’m grateful.

Jesus Knows Me

bull-headed

Opinionated

Stubborn 

Redheaded

rides horses with a broken ankle

get’s my words mixed up

Sometimes fearful

ME

This I love.

Music Monday: John Denver, Rocky Mountain High

I loved this man’s music growing up. John Denver died in a plane crash in 1997, he is missed.

Henry John Deutschendorf, Jr. (December 31, 1943 – October 12, 1997), known professionally as John Denver, was anAmerican singer, songwriter, activist, and humanitarian. After traveling and living in numerous locations while growing up in his military family, Denver began his music career in folk music groups in the late 1960s. His greatest commercial success was as a solo singer, starting in the 1970s. Throughout his life, Denver recorded and released approximately 300 songs, about 200 of which he composed. He performed primarily with an acoustic guitar and sang about his joy in nature, his enthusiasm for music, and his relationship trials. (Source: Wikipedia)