It just dawned on me the other day as I was hanging up from chatting with my momma that she always takes Cowboy’s side of things. It doesn’t matter what I said OR what he said, she will always defend HIM.
I just don’t think that’s right. She’s supposed to have my back, whether I’m right or wrong (which I rarely am) she should have my back. Whether I’m being dramatic or not (which I never am) she should should have my back. You’d think that someone as loving and as precious as her would be on my side (her favorite child), no questions asked.
And for the love of God, Jesus and bananas, apparently she is not the only one-
I was talking with my sweet friend, Ann and her hubby (Mr. Cutie Pie) and the subject of Cowboy came up:
ANN: Whatcha doing lady bug?
ME: I’m sitting in front of the fire Cowboy built for me.
ANN: How is sweet Cowboy?
ME: He’s mean to me.
ANN: He is not! He could never be mean. He is the sweetest man alive. And, he spoils you.
ME: Blah, blah blah! You sound just like my mom.
ANN: Sounds like she’s a pretty smart woman.
ME: Let’s get back to how Cowboy mistreats me. Earlier today I asked him nicely to have the fireplace going before I got home from work because I was half frozen. And he told me that he was busy putting hay out for the cows before the ice came in.
ANN: And?
ME: And what? He was mean to me about it AND he hung up on me.
ANN: Well, it sounds like he had a good excuse to end the call quickly since I’m pretty positive he didn’t intentionally hang up on you.
ME: Yep he did. He hung right up on me Ann. And, I’m no longer speaking to him.
ANN: Tammy! Be nice to that man!
Later that night Cowboy comes in from outside-
ME: I told on you!
COWBOY: (He chuckles as he hangs his cowboy hat on the hat stand) What did I do now?
ME: (Acting like I’m talking on an invisable phone and being just a smidge dramatic) You hung up on me earlier today.
COWBOY: Tammy, I did not hang up on you. If you recall, I told you that I was busy trying to feed cows before the bad weather hits AND I even said that I love you before I ended the call.
ME: You mean before you hung up on me.
COWBOY: Okay, well, your version is different than mine. And if you’ll look around, you’ll see that I built you a fire in both the living room and the bedroom. Shouldn’t I get brownie points for that at least?
ME: Thank you. I forgive you.
COWBOY: Forgive me for what?
ME: For hanging up on me.
He rolls his eyes and I decided right then and there that it was time for me to make a dramatic exit (which I’m really good at).
So I do.
And then I trip.
‘Til next Sunday Y’all – ππΈ, π£πͺπΆπΆπ β₯
