A Cowboy and Me

So as I was saying last Sunday, I had been attacked by a ginormous creature with a stinging tale and holy moly did it hurt! In my limited exposure to country creatures I had never come across such a thing that made me endure such pain as I did when that little sucker attacked my foot. Sweet Jesus this was a new level of torture. I also mentioned in last Sunday's blog that I had escaped to the ... Read the Post

Okay peeps, I need everyone to stop what they're doing and give me a round of applause. Why? Because yesterday I did something I never thought I would do in my life. Like EVER! Circa 1987-Cowboy and I were living blissfully in our tee-niny mobil home. It's a Sunday and he had already left to play golf. BTW, he was quite the golfer. More times than not he paid for our groceries with ... Read the Post

Y'all...I'm in mourning. There's just no other way for me to see my life at this moment. Cowboy told me the time would come when our kids would want to plan their own vacations instead of me planning it for all of us. Why would he say such a terrible thing to the mother of his perfect children? Well...he was right. I have come to the realization that it has happened and this mama bear is ... Read the Post