Just One of the Girls…
- November 18, 2015
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- Richelle Barrett
Posted in: Ranch Life, Uncategorized
Hard evidence is starting to show I am a glutton for punishment. It is not enough that I work in an office full of women, and am the proud mother of two little blonde firecrackers, that I also have added a mare to my remuda and a little female Heeler-Heinz 57 mutt to our collection of dogs. To say there is a lot of estrogen floating around my place would be the understatement of the year.
Being a bit of a tomboy at heart, and a socially-challenged woman to begin with, being around all these females tends to test my patience on a daily basis. I guess I make up for some of it by wearing jeans and boots every chance I get, and binging on “Longmire” and “Blue Bloods” on Netflix whenever possible. Which is actually pretty rare, when I stop and think about it….
Like any good relationship, sometimes all it takes is a nice date with your favorite gals once in awhile to keep life fresh and exciting. For example:
Maddie and I enjoy rides in the Ranger with the wind blowing through our hair, posing for head-shots, and lapping cold water out of the creek.
This mutt knows she is a babe.
Lucy enjoys running laps around me in the corral, hiding in the corner by the old gate, and avoiding being caught any way she can. But, once she is caught and is dressed in her green halter, she enjoys being scratched, brushed, and rubbed on. She really likes playing hard to get.
“If we do not make eye contact, she will not see me…”
My daughters enjoy styling my hair, doing my nails, and dancing in the kitchen to Garth Brooks and George Strait. They also enjoy dressing up, loving on their animals, and watching “Frozen” at least twice a week. They are crazy, wild, and have taught me more about being a girl in their combined six years on earth than I learned in my own twenty-nine.
My girls love their horses.
We cannot get enough of “Frozen”.
There are times I feel sorry for my husband; he and his black lab are sorely outnumbered by the girls in our house. He deals with all the hormones like a champ though; he even looks awful darn cute in Wranglers and a tutu. He has been known to help the kids pick a bouquet or two of wildflowers for me, too. I guess we “suffer” the consequences of being surrounded by girls in every direction together. If living in a pink legging and teddy bear filled house is my punishment, I’ll take it. As long as I can still wear my boots and a ball cap every now and then, I couldn’t be happier.
He might not know what kind of flower it is, but it sure it pretty!
Like a favorite song claims, “Being a woman ain’t for the faint of heart”. May your heart be strong yet tender, and your boots planted firmly underneath your wings. Girl time isn’t so bad when you spend it with girls you love!
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About Richelle Barrett
Richelle is a part time rancher, home office manager, full time wife, mother, and Customer Service Rep at the local telephone cooperative. She was born, raised, and lives on her parent's ranch in the North- Central part of Montana; and spends most days...