Have you ever played that game: Which of these items DO NOT belong? Well…that pretty much sums up my trip to Los Angeles with my cowboy. Yep I’m pretty sure that he was the ONLY one in the land of the beautiful wearing a cowboy hat, boots and his ever lovin’ wranglers. Oh boy, those wranglers. They get me every time.
Back to the story-
Our Sweet Girl auditioned and got accepted into a theatre conservatory. Smack dab in the middle of Los Angeles. And me being the good mother that I am would pack my cheetah print suitcase and visit her every 4 to 6 weeks. Talk about racking up the travel miles. Ugh, the duties of a mom. Trapesing off to California where the weather is beautiful and the shopping is plentiful. Woe is me.
I had mentioned to Cowboy that it was time he visited our Sweet Girl. I am a firm believer that a girl needs her daddy. I also believe that there is no expiration date on that statement. Dads are the best thing that can happen to a girl: Big or small.
ME: Hey Cowboy, I’m going to L.A. in a couple of weeks to see Sweet Girl. She’s been cast in her first production. How about we get a companion fare and you be my companion?
COWBOY: Me? In Los Angeles?
ME: Yep, it’s time you go and see her in action.
COWBOY: Ok, but I’m warning you, they’ll probably want me to be in some new western movie. I’d hate it if my co-star was Jennifer Aniston or some red head.
ME: Uh huh, you in a movie.
I am NOT even kiddin ya but the moment we got off the plane, Cowboy was an instant celebrity. Just about everyone we passed would stop and stare at him. And I’m not talking about a glance. I’m talking about a full blown stare down. We passed an Asian tour group in the terminal, they excitedly began taking pictures of Cowboy. They asked where his “giddy up” was. I’m assuming they meant Cowboy’s horse. And I’m just gonna put this out there…many people attempt a look that replicates the ever famous Clint Eastwood but my cowboy nails it…EVERY…SINGLE…TIME. I can hear Clint now “Do ya feel lucky? Well do ya?”
COWBOY: Did you see how many people wanted my autograph?
ME: Yep I saw. You’re just so celebrity-like. A real movie star.
The next morning Cowboy decided to have his morning coffee outside…on the sidewalk…which runs parallel to Hollywood Blvd. A MAJOR blvd in Los Angeles. Now Folks, I want you to get a vision of this: Cowboy standing on the corner with an Audrey Hepburn coffee mug in hand, (Sweet girl’s favorite actress) wearing his signature look, sayin “Howdy” and “Mornin”. Don’t you know he scared the living daylights out of the joggers and passerby’s?
COWBOY: Sweet Girl, I hope your neighbors are nicer to you than they were to me. Not one of them said good morning to me.
SWEET GIRL: Well daddy, you’re not the norm for L.A. People don’t usually sport a cowboy hat and boots around here unless they’re filming a western. They probably thought you were a weirdo.
COWBOY: A western huh? I’m pretty much a celebrity already. Just ask your mama about the airport.
ME: Oh jeez. Here we go.
till’ Next Sunday ya’ll- Tammy
