Cowboys, cowboys, cowboys.
I took my boys to the rodeo last night. we had an absolute blast. I remember when Pierce was about 4, (he's 8 now) he was standing on the bleachers next to me so he could see over the crowd. The music started, the gate was pulled and the largest white bull you'd ever seen came storming from the shoot. Pierce nearly falls over, grabs my hair, releases a gasp of surprise, and says "Look Mom! Rhinos!" well, everyone around us exploded with laughter. It was a good time.
Last night was just great fun at the end of the show they had the flying aces motorcycle daredevils. Last week Pierce wanted to drive in the demolition derby, this week it is bronc riding or one of the daredevils.
I on the other hand couldn't stop the buckle bunny and cowboy stories from flitting through my mind. But I need to stay focused on my WIP. well, multiple works in progress. lol
Anyway today I am giving away perfume.
Post a comment - who's hotter--a slim hipped, rugged, cowboy wearing jeans, boots and a Stetson or a business man in a suit with a briefcase?
Personally I like a hard working, rugged guy who can clean up nice. :) I suppose that's why I write romance. I want it all! :)