Who would've thought when we got married, Dave and I would be living on a small, okay, very small ranch (three acres worth) in South Central Iowa years later? Not me, that's for sure! But here we are living on our little pony ranch. We no longer have any ponies, but we used to have three, so we, okay I did, but Dave agreed, suitably named the place, "Ain't Many Acres Pony Ranch." We love it here.
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Not that bad
Saw the damage to Dave's car for the first time last night after he came home from work. He had gone out to take some pictures of it for insurance purposes. It didn't look as bad as I originally thought, but it's still pretty extensive. Thank goodness he can still drive it. But of course, we have to wait to see what the insurance company says.
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