She had a pocket full of horses, Trojans some of em used.
Sometimes I lose my ipod. For like months. It will go on a trip in the truck with Dov, the kids and I and a week later I can't remember when was the last time I saw it. Dov's truck is about as clean as my car and that is NOT saying much, so a quick glance in there is likely to yield no results. I then come to the conclusion that one of the children has ganked it and I will find it when I decide it is time to clean the rats out from under the couch. So anyways it has been missing since me and hubs went to see Kenny Chesney back in August. Yeah...that long. But you know what is the best part of finding it after all that time? I get to LOVE all the music again. Because I am fickle with my music love and usually can find a reason to hate a song if I hear it too many times. But there is one artist on that ipod that I hold dear to my heart. A man that has gotten me harassed on numerous occasions, mostly in college, when I would ...