Country Girl

I'm a country girl.  Yes, most of you knew that about me already.  But people who don't know me can tell at glance that I'm a country girl.

A dead give away is my truck (okay, it's really an SUV--but it is a Rodeo!).  It's always dusty or muddy--I live down a mile-long dirt road!  I try to keep it clean.  Honest!  I realize first impressions mean a lot, and since I do have two businesses, I try to maintain a good first impression.  But the first impression usually says "Country Girl."

If the dust or mud on my truck isn't enough, opening any of the doors to my Rodeo will say "Country Girl" because hay will fall out.  And the fact that I know how to drive in the mud or that I can drive a big motor home while hauling a horse trailer might be another hint.

Usually my speech doesn't give me away.  I don't have a drawl (unless I want to).  And I don't say "y'all"--much.  But one look at the way I'm dressed and you'll say "Country Girl."  Blue jeans, cowboy boots and a fringed leather jacket are my usual attire.

So, yes.  I'm a country girl.  And proud of it!  Now ya'll wanna drop in for some venison stew?