Broncs, blood, dust, mud…but fortunately without the mud. Tonight? Maybe mud. But yesterday the weather was lovely with no rain to spoil Darling’s and my evening at the PRCA Rodeo.
We were at the fair last week when we purchased the tickets. City Boy was with us, and I asked if he wanted to come along. But only, of course, if he really wanted to see the rodeo. We were standing at the ticket window having this conversation as the man inside looked back and forth between us as though he were watching a tennis match.
“City Boy, would you like to come with Darling and I to the rodeo?”
“Sure, I’ll come with you if you’d like me to.”
“I only want you to come if you’d really enjoy being there, not only to keep Darling and I company.”
“So what you’re saying is, you don’t really want me there.”
“No, that’s not what I’m saying. I’m saying come if you’d enjoy seeing the rodeo. I know it’s probably not something you’d go see on your own. But if you think you’d really enjoy it, then come along.”
“You don’t want me with you while you’re watching the cowboys, is that it?”
“Yup, that’s it,” said the man on the inside of the booth. “Your girls are wanting to watch those cowboys in their tight fitting Levi’s!”
“Wranglers…not that I’ve looked.”
“Oh, so the truth comes out. You’re not wanting me to come along so that you can teach our daughter all about what cowboys wear at rodeos and you don’t want me interfering by explaining what the cowgirls wear.”
The truth is, City Boy gets fidgety when he’s not interested in something, and sitting for three hours of rodeo would most definitely make him fidgety. I’d end up spending the time worried that he wasn’t having any fun and miss out on enjoying it myself. We finally decided that perhaps he should stay home while Darling and I checked out
the cowboy butts the broncs and the blood.
If you ever wondered what it might be like to sit on the back of a bucking horse, here’s your chance to take a good look without having to get on top of one!
Can we say “Good Ride, Cowboy?” I think we can. And perhaps a trip to the chiropractor…
Darling and I are thinking we may go back tonight, providing it doesn’t rain. We may just bring City Boy along this time!