Same Old Gal

My daily life might look a bit like that of a regular ol’ ranch wife. For example, I had to have my mother-in-law power wash my boots this afternoon because I  had been ankle deep in mud and cow poop (there’s that dang cow poop again…crazy, huh). But, let me tell you, I’m still the same ol’ gal I always was. As soon as I got back to the house, I ditched the boots and jeans, turned on Pandora to my Hall & Oates station, and dreamed of drinking a can of Diet Coke (instead I’m having a Fizz Stick because…well…I guess just because it’s the better choice).
So, what I’m trying to say is, I guess it doesn’t matter how much cow poop I walk through,  I still love doing the same things I’ve always enjoyed doing.

From me to you, don’t let the cow poop in your life get you down!
The Displaced City Girl

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