The Fort Worth Stock show rodeo and Shenanigans in Texas....

I thoroughly enjoyed my flight to Texas....  Let me explain... I get on this plane at the end.. because I refuse to stand in line while these people hurry up to jam themselves into these seats....
well The stewardess starts asking me if I was a cowgirl and all this.. and I explained to her that I was on my way to the Stock show and rodeo in Fort Worth... she asked me if I was a barrel racer.. and I explained to her that I didn't chase cans... I shot stuff off the back of the horse... then the Captain got all involved in the conversation and I get to talking to them about all this... and the stewardess tells the captain he better be on the straight and narrow or I'd shoot him.. haha. then he said.. "who is gonna fly the plane?" I said.. "well hell I've done it on the playstation.. it can't be that hard!" we all laughed and I made my way to my seat.. to find out.. I was sitting in the aisle next to the biggest man I have seen get squeezed into a plane seat.... so needless to say.. I was uncomfortable... I began to eat my fruit since it was lunch time.. I explained the benefits of eating good food and a well balanced diet... I don't think the big man really understood what I was trying to tell him.. I also tried to explain the fact that.. the girth is directly proportional to the heart problems and imminent death.....   anyways..
after the drink cart rolls through.. I'm thinking... crap... I gotta pee and stretch... So I get up.. and the stewardesses start talking to me.. and I was explaining to them that I was extremely uncomfortable.. and we got on the subject of people being all fat and should buy 2 seats....  well.. I get to making friends with these girls... find out all about them, tell them what I do and what my Cowboy does.. told them about the cows, horses, chickens.. etc... and we started to open up the mini bar... so we are back there in the back with the jump seats having a few cocktails...  and this little black phone rang....  we all stopped... and they said... "answer it"  I was like.. "do what?"  so I answer the darn phone... I said "uhh hello?"  and the captain said... "who is this?"  and I said with my best southern belle accent "well, I do declare big fella, who do you think?" and he was like.. "cowgirl?" I said "yes sir"... So he laughs and proceeds to tell me, to tell Lori (the stewardess) that we have been re-routed due to the bad weather...  So I said... wait a minute, where are we getting re-routed to? and he explains we are going over houston by way of waco?  I explained that, that was unacceptable... and he said.. sit tight... it's gonna get rough and we will probably be through it before we pass Dallas.... So I said.. you better land this plane...  so we laughed and he told me to go back to my seat..
Then we landed in Dallas, where My cowboy picked me up at the front door.... We then met some of his family that I have never met.. and I will tell you what.. I thoroughly enjoyed meeting them...
we had a wonderful supper at a great Mexican restaurant.... Oh... Mexican food.. let me tell you what...
what great food do they have in Texas.. holy crap... I gained 2lbs eating mexican food...
again.. you could have called me hot tamale or chile relleno :)
I woke up to see this outside of the hotel the next morning..

Morning sunrise in Ft. Worth
I was bright eyed and bushy tailed and ready to get to the arena to see my girl Maggie... Well Her registered name is The Royal Queen.... I say that because I was running AQHA and they announce your horses real name and not the stable name...
I get to looking at the arena when i got there.. and I was impressed.. it was nice and all professional looking... definitely one of the better arenas I have ever been in..

Well I get running over to Magg's Stall and she is standing there looking like a winner :)


We competed with half loaded blanks.. which kind of ticked me off.. so instead of the gunpowder going the normal like 15 feet.. it went like 7..  so you really had to slow down and ride and aim at your targets.. which I did.. and it worked out because..
Little Miss Maggie Mae aka The Royal Queen now has her some AQHA points on her and we won the Ladies Amateur division :)  I was so excited...
but, not so much when I got my check.. i'm not sure where the added 10 grand was..... but, by God I didn't see it in my check...  nor did they get me junk.. no jacket.. no 10 dollar plaque... nothing..
so screw it.. I'm going to buy myself one.. I mean it was the stockyard rodeo....
I'm starting to like the MSA more than the CMSA.... by means of junk and paychecks....
but, whatever... I just go where my cowboy tells me to go....

That night.. we ate at the H3 Ranch (http://www.h3ranch.com/)... and let me tell you what.. that was a good steak.. cooked perfectly. great bread, and potatoes... and just all around good food.. and the place had awesome history... if you read up on it...  plus there was a sign that said if our service isn't up to your standards, lower your standards... that was pretty darn funny...

after we had our bellies full.. we decided we'd go find a place to have a tasty beverage.... an adult beverage if you will...
and we walked up to Billy Bobs..... you see... to pick up on some long legged Mama's.....  we were looking good the way a cowboy should... in our new tony lama's  hahaha.... anyways.. that's a good song..   we get into billy bob's and it was big.. and nice.. and had a bunch of bars and a mechanical bull.. and they buck real bulls there.. but, none of that was going on.. but, I did happen to see that Dwight was going to be there in March........ I wish I could be there to see that.... I love him.. haha...
well we had a beverage there.. and headed out for Pearls.. now that on the other hand is my kind of bar... there was a Texas swing band in there playing... slide guitars, fiddle.. ahhh I was thoroughly happy.. especially watching the peoples dance around.. I liked it...
So after they closed down we walked back to our hotel.. and hit the hay for the next adventure that laid ahead for tomorrow...






I woke up from dreaming about the colt I posted a picture about the other day.. his name was 46 king.... I was so excited I couldn't stand it...... then..first off.. Juanita (the ranch hands wife) gave us bogus directions.. and we went 2 hours out of our way trying to find their said ranch.. and I was pissed.. I called and she says to me "ohhhhh if you are in abilene you went to far"  I'm like "no way captain obvious" she proceeded to tell me that she didn't know how to get from abilene to he ranch.. she only knows the way from Fort Worth.. I explained that apparently she didn't know that.. if she didn't know the exit number... anyways... I google mapped that crap on my phone and got us there... through back roads and places in Texas we would have never seen before... and we happened upon this AWESOME little mexican hole in the wall restaurant..  where I decided I was going to try my luck with a Poblano pepper... holy crap it was good...
after getting our bellies full, we headed back towards that darn ranch.. we get there..  and I see the horse....  and we get over to that pen and the ranch hand man comes walking up... he's like 4 foot nothing... has a hat shaped like a damn taco and his pants are tucked into his bright yeller boots.. wearing a off white vest.... seriously...   I about busted out laughing...
well.. we get into the corral with these 2 year olds.. and I said.. tell me about this one.. while pointing at the one I went there to buy.. he tells me he didn't like his attitude and gelded him on thursday......
Apparently I looked like I was about to explode... but, I didn't.... and I'm going to save the ration of things that went through my mind and all that........ and skip to the end....  we left there... and I'll never go back... the guy said "what if I told you he was crazy and would have killed you, would you still have bought him?"  I sarcastically told him that yes, I would have because his ass would have made a nice king baby with my king mare... and the fact that what one person thinks is crazy could just be spirited to me... and I WOULD HAVE LIKED TO HAVE MADE THE DAMN ASSUMPTION MYSELF........
after we left there, it was a long ride to Oklahoma....  I complained a lot... and decided that he was inbred on that ranch.. and he was stupid just like the way he was dressed and people in Texas suck at directions......
Moving on to Oklahoma.....  after we got to Oklahoma and got the horses off of trailer and found us a clean place to sleep....  we went to sleep.. and I dreamed I punched the leprechaun dude from the south texas ranch in the face...  and I woke up feeling better... and really hungry....  we ventured out for food... came upon this little place called "breakfast".. went in there and ordered 1 egg scrambled, bacon crispy and a biscuit and gravy......  let me tell you what I got....  not so scrambled eggs ( I refuse to eat the whites of eggs unless it's a deviled egg) greasy ass bacon and a microwave biscuit.... and to top it off... a 8oz styrofoam cup filled with some white substance..... I mean at least put pepper in it... to make it look like gravy....
I ate 1/4 of the biscuit and a half a piece of bacon and decided I liked my arteries more than that... so we left there.. and went to some ranch.. had nice horses.. but, I hate grey horses... refuse to ride them....
So we left there.. and went to another place.. and that's where my Cowboy fell in love with some blue valentine/Hancock cross stallion.... which we brought home...
I really couldn't see his beauty after I was blinded by the awesomeness of the King blood line horses... but, after we got him home and he demolished the round pen and tore through a 7000volt electric fence.. I kinda got excited... hahaha...  we left there and drove all night back to South Carolina... I was never so happy to get across the Mississippi River..... I think Texas is beautiful.. but, there is something wrong with communication and some common sense in some of the ranchers down there... but.. I'm happy in Dixieland..

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