I love Oklahoma. I love that it is horse and ranch country. I LOVE rodeo's, and there are plenty here. I also love dressing up like a cowgirl. Maybe it's because I am one at heart. I grew up riding horses, and I rode them at BYU-Idaho. I was even in a rodeo. Yep. I did barrel racing and pole bending. It was a student rodeo, so it wasn't anything special, but I LOVED LOVED LOVED it. I love team penning, and all of the gaming you can do on a horse. I miss it now. SO, Randy (my dear sweet husband) decided to sell himself for me. He gave blood, and in return got tickets to the Oklahoma Cattleman's Association Rodeo. In other words, REAL cowboys/girls, REAL ranchers, and a different batch of games. My favorite was the "wild cow milking". I laughed my head off while the cowboys all tried to hold a cow by her head and tail and keep her still while one got enough milk in a bottle and raced across the finish line. Oh, it was funny. Poor cow.
Anyways, I will tell you a secret desire of mine, and risk getting laughed at. I want to have a ranch of my own someday. Yep. A big one. All started and masterminded by me. Oh, and Randy will help of course... but this is my thing. I'll start small, and eventually compete among the big boys. I hope so. I have a game plan. I can't tell it all to you, but yes, I've been thinking about this for YEARS, and I've thought it through. There is just something about ranch and farm life that lures me. FAMILY time, hard work, dirt, big cows, using my horse every day, etc. I'm gonna have a pumpkin farm too. First I need Randy to finish school. Hurry, honey.
So, I decked out for the rodeo. I hate showing up to something like that looking like I don't belong. I don't have any fancy dress-up boots like a lot of people had, but at least these are real, and the scratches and dirt on them were done by me. Kenadi dressed up too, and made me proud.
We took Kenadi and Emma with us. Kenadi just stared at the rodeo, and I could see her thinking, "That poor cow! Why do people like to throw cows on the ground and write on them?" Emma spent most of the time picking her nose, and the rest of the time asleep in the wrap.Thanks for taking us honey!
4 comments:
That is so much fun! I am a closet cowgirl! I want to big belt buckles, boots, and a sassy hat to match. I don't know anything about what it takes to be a real cowgirl, but I love pretending! Can I come visit your ranch and pumkin farm?!?!? I am cheering you on!
That is the rodeo that Pioneer Woman's ranch was in! My sis. was going to come out from Washington for us to go to it and then she couldn't make it. Maybe next year. I am so glad that you got to go. And I am not laughing. I have been dreaming of my farm for years.
Just to let you know...ranching ties you down a lot! I'm not trying to burst your bubble or anything. I do know that there is a definite allurement to all that outdoorsy, hardworkin' kinda stuff. I am so happy that I go the chance to grow up on a farm and a ranch. I got to do a lot of hard manual labor that a lot of kids these days will never even realize goes on. I think it is a good way to teach kids how to work hard and be down to earth type people.
Follow your dreams, girl. And let me have free pumpkins.
You know me...I'm right there with ya! I can't come up with any grand ideas to have a big ranch, so I've decided I'm just going to have to settle with the small "ranch" (of sorts) we've got and be happy. I secretly love it when the cows get out though, just because we get to go chase them back in. I did get to go for a ride in the mountains last weekend, though, and it was heaven. :)
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