Does your state have a state holiday? Mine does. It’s called Pioneer Day, or “Pie and Beer Day,” depending on who/what you worship. Pioneer Day is prefaced by a week of rodeos and good old-fashioned patriotic fun.
I thought all of the riding and bucking was very sexy. Steve was unfortunately distracted by the realization that he had in fact, most definitely, moved to a very red state.
Meanwhile, Bappa was as happy as an 11-year-old.
There was an off-color Hillary Clinton joke that we just could not abide. And George kept saying, as they roped and wrestled the calves, “Dey not being nice to dat cow. Poor cow!”
But still, very sexy, in a rough sort of way.
George is right! Good for him. Just when I thought I couldn’t love him more than I already do.