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by Tammy Gilbert - Story Teller & Published Author, Decorator & Aesthetician

A “Pickle”

June 10, 2018 by Tammy Gilbert

I have been known to get myself in a “pickle” a time or two which usually makes for great conversation between Cowboy and I.  Like the time I got stuck on the top of our roof when I was hanging Christmas lights… with only a 4 year old Boy Wonder at home…but that’s another story.

Here’s one  that definitely tops my “pickle” list-

I had mentioned to Cowboy that I wanted him to teach me how to pull a trailer behind my SUV.  The way I had it figured was that every pretend cowgirl needed to know how to do this. Just in case she needed to do some major shopping.  AND I feel like it’s required knowledge,  just like changing a tire.  Ok, if I’m being totally honest I have roadside assistance for the “tire thing”… I just pull that card out of my wallet, dial the digits and VOILA! It’s just so handy:)

ME: (talking to Cowboy)  When can you teach me how to hook up a trailer?  A couple of us want to go to Laredo to do some shopping.

COWBOY:  I’m not so sure that’s a good idea. The last thing you need is a ticket for attempting to pull a trailer to add to your “collection”.

ME: I’m gonna need you to throw a little more positivity my way right about now. I know I can do it!

COWBOY:  (chuckling) Ok, let’s go.

ME: Yes!

After 2 hours of my car going one way and the trailer going the other, Cowboy called it quits on teaching me.

ME:  I think I almost have it down.  I just need a little more practice.

COWBOY:  I don’t think pulling a trailer is in your near future or any other future for that matter.

ME:  Pfff,  ye of little faith.

COWBOY:  I’m leaving this weekend for a couple of days.  We’ll continue the teaching when I get back.

ME:  I’m heading to Laredo with the girls this weekend so I’ll be gone too!

COWBOY:  Do not take the trailer!  Especially since you can’t back it up!

Sticking my tongue out at him as he walks away.

The following Sunday he arrives home from his trip before I do.

ME:  Hey Cowboy, can you come and help me unload my big pots?

As he walks out the door he spots our trailer in the driveway loaded down with clay pots.

COWBOY:  (speaking sternly to me just like my dad)  I thought I said for you NOT to take this trailer.

ME:  Nooo, what you said was for me to not take it since I didn’t know how to back it up.  That was never an issue because I valet parked it everywhere we went.

’til next Sunday y’all- Tammy

 

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Hi there- I love sharing my crazy life about living in the middle of Pidcoke, Texas with my Cowboy.  If I'm not scraping the cow poop off of my cheetah print stilettos then you can find me blogging, decorating or helping women feel beautiful at my spa! I hope you enjoy my stories- 𝔁𝓸, 𝓣𝓪𝓶𝓶𝔂 ❥

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