|Pay no mind to the little cowgirl. That is a little girl we babysat for. She called my folks mom and dad and her folks by their first names, and I had to do my best to corrupt her!|
Monday, January 9, 2012
Funny How That Worked Out..........
When I was a little girl I wanted nothing more than to marry a cowboy (I was always partial to bulldoggers cuz they were big guys) and live on a real ranch in Montana. I had a two posters of half nekkid cowboys on my bedroom wall. (Who didn't though right?)
I used to write the Montana tourism folks and they would send me packets of information on life in Montana. I used to have dreams about it, one dream in particular that I was living on a ranch in Montana with my cowboy husband and I called my mom because I needed to know how to roast a ham.
Well I happened to fall in love with a butcher (he was irresistible in that white apron that framed his adorable little booty), who became a Schwans man, who became a trash man, who climbed the ranks and became a big boss man, who lost his job and worked at a factory, who hated that and became what??
Till next time..........God Bless!