I love to take jeep rides with Cowboy.  It’s one of our favorite ways to bond.  I swear he could ride for days looking at the country, educating me on who owns land, what this farm animal is or what that piece of equipment does. Sometimes I try to impress him with my farm animal knowledge-

ME:  (Acting as if I know what I’m talking about) Wow! Look at all of those sheep!

COWBOY: (Chuckling) Those are not sheep, they’re goats.

ME: Whatever you say Cowboy because they all look the same; a sheep is a goat, a goat is a lamb, a cow is a cow.

Apparently I’m not as knowledgeable as I thought.

The other day he came in from the barn and asked if I wanted to grab a burger at Storm’s in Lampasas.  If you haven’t tried their burgers, you should.  They were recommended to be featured on Diner, Drive-Ins and Dives. And, if Guy Fieri AND Cowboy says it’s a good burger, it’s a good burger.  Those dudes know their beef!

ME: You mean you’re asking me on a lunch date?

COWBOY:  Well, I’m hungry and you’re always hungry so call it what you want.

ME: (Singing out loud as I dance around him)
We’re going on a da-ateっ ♥
We’re going on a da-ateっ ♥
I’m going to get my lip-gloss cause we’re going on a da-te (っ◔◡◔)っ ♥

COWBOY: (Chuckling) You might want to rethink the lip-gloss, the top is off of the jeep.

ME:  (I stop dancing) What if we run into someone we know?  I don’t want to be caught lip-glossless (is that even a word?).

As Cowboy is shaking his head, we load up and head to town for that star-worthy burger.

Driving the bumpy country roads and talking about kids, in-laws and business, I realize two things:
1. Land is beautiful, it’s beautiful raw and untouched.  And,  it’s beautiful worked and tilled, ready for crops.
2. Insects are not partial, those pesky bugs will stick to any flavor of lip-gloss.  Apparently we share the same favorite…peach mango.

’til next Sunday y’all- Tammy 💋