I'm inspired ,I just entered a contest from http://www.thepioneerwomancooks.com/ I'll be in serious shock if I win. I have entered so many contests and nada.
She talks about her Marlboro Man, how wonderful is that.
I have been enthralled with cowboys since I was a little girl. I loved the westerns, Sky King, Maverick, Roy and Dale, more cowboys than I can think of. I wanted to be Annie Oakley. I remember in second grade we had a play and I was able to wear a cowgirl hat and had a pair of guns and holsters and I was ready, I loved it. I think my teacher Mrs. Garlinger, had her hands full with me and my six shooters.
When I watched the "cowboy shows" I paid attention to detail right down to the crunch of the gravel from their cowboy boots. I was trying to remember why I liked them, I believe it was because of my dad. He loved westerns too. He had cowboy boots , hat and he lit his cigarette the way the cowboys did. As much as I detested the twang of country western music that played right into it too.
Secretly out loud I want my own cowboy to ride right up to my door with the howdy partner honey drawling out of his mouth along with a look that would melt the gold in them thar hills.
(the picture is my sister in law Donna, the snowman, my brother Mike and the dog, and he is living out his cowboyness in the middle of nowhere out west with cows and mules and everything)