Now the story goes....the buffalo on the wall of this random breakfast place, somewhere between Morgan Hill and Half Moon Bay, actually talks. However when we were watching him he didn't utter a word. I am thinking he was probably worried about dropping his bow.
After a long day at golf my mom, Tony, Paul and I went to the Clos Le Chance Winery to have some yummy turkey day left overs, drink some wine and listen to jazz...the jazz was a guy with a guitar playing cover songs of Jack Johnson but nonetheless it was a nice way to end the day.
Every birthday and Christmas I only ask people to get me one thing...a horse. And sadly I have made it 31 years sans horse. This year even though the losing streak still remains I did have a horse themed birthday. First, my brother got me a really pretty painting of a horse for my house and second I spent some time with my mom, Tony and Paul in Half Moon Bay horseback riding. I still don't have my horsey but this year was the closest I have ever gotten!
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