So you wanna be a cowboy!
Recently my husband and I were at the movie watching Cowboys and Aliens and he turned to me and said “I wanna be a cowboy”.
My first thought was “Am I going to be his cowgirl”. Now according to the lyrics of that song I will be riding on the chuck wagon following my man. I guess that means I’m going to be cooking and blogging from a bumpy ride in a wooden wagon sleeping under the stars, fighting off the bad guys and making our espressos over an open fire. Now, whose going out to kill our dinner for the night. Not me, I’m inside the wagon whipping up some delicious menus to try over the dusty trail.
I think he may have watched too many western TV shows when he was a kid. I’m sure he was a fan of Roy Rogers, Gunsmoke, Wagon Train, Bonanza and of course Have Gun Will Travel. I picture him sitting in front of the tv with his cowboy hat on, gun in hands and even spurs on his boots (or shoes) saying “I wanna be a cowboy when I grow up.”
This is my cowboy. He knew at a very young age he wanted to be a cowboy.