Ok looky here, Cowboy figured out a long time ago that I tend to “do things” while he’s away on one of his hunting trips. Maybe I’ll get a chemical peel or remodel some part of the house. The less he knows, the better, right? And for all of you women out there acting like you’ve never done it, you better get on your knees and ask for some forgiveness. Because you know, I know AND Jesus knows that you’re as guilty as I am! I’m not judging you, I’m just keeping it real (haha). Cowboy and your husband have probably asked the same question; “that’s a nice dress, is it new?” and we respond “Oh this old thing? I found it in the back of my closet”. Umm humm, in the back of our closet; still in the bag with the receipt with yesterday’s date on it. Now that we’re all on the same page let’s talk about those “things” for a minute.
I’m not referencing shoes, clothes, perfume or any other minor purchase. Cowboy lost those arguments a long time ago…like on day 3 of our marriage. He knows I like to sparkle so he’s okay with my purchases. He’s so understanding…in his wranglers and cowboy hat. Umm, sorry I got side tracked-
back to the story:
When Cowboy goes hunting that’s when I get busy. I may have, in the past, gutted a bathroom, replaced lighting fixtures, and painted a wall or two. But my favorite thing to do is shop for that perfect accent piece of furniture for 4G. The goal is to always, always, always have it delivered, unwrapped and staged so it looks as if it’s been there a while. Let’s face it, most guys (except my brothers) do not pay attention to those things. As long as his recliner (Lolita) is where he likes it, life is good.
So, off he goes to hunt and as soon as I saw his truck cross the cattleguard, I called my favorite store to inquire about their new shipment. They explained what they had just received on their truck, I grabbed my credit card and out the door I went; in search of my new accent piece. Every time I enter this store, I’m greeted by my name (this is going to be a problem if Cowboy ever shops with me here). They walked me over to the new arrivals and holy cow!! It was the most beautiful sofa table made from a tree, I’m talking roots and all… and it would be perfect in our gathering room! “I’ll take it!” But I mentioned to the saleslady that it absolutely needs to be delivered before Sunday at 3:00. She laughed and asked “is that when you’re husband comes back from hunting again”? I like her, she catches on quick! She said it would be no problem. I’ll be at the top of the list for deliveries and I should expect it by noon.
Sunday arrives and at 12 o’clock sharp the delivery guys are at the gate…I think to myself perfect timing! I’ll have enough time to get it in the house and decorated. I’m so excited! I open the gate for them to come thru and right behind them is Cowboy…oh jeez. I’ve been caught red handed!
ME: Umm, hi honey, you’re home early.
COWBOY: I see you’ve been busy. I think that’s a little large to fit in the back of your closet, don’t ya think? (chuckling)
’til next Sunday ya’ll- Tammy
