Portrait Of A Modern-Day Buckaroo

In articles about the differences in clothing and gear used by cowboys in different regions, the buckaroo is usually portrayed as a caricature from the 1980s. Modern-day buckaroos no longer wear snap-brim hats and thrift-store coats unless they find a wicked good deal on a Cabela’s cast off. Tub Blanthorn (left) is indisputably one ofContinue reading “Portrait Of A Modern-Day Buckaroo”

If You’re Gonna Marry A Cowboy…

…you better get used to dirt. Lots and lots of dirt. There will be dirt on your floors, tracked in by cowboy boots and blown through invisible cracks in the seals around your windows and doors. Dirt will be caked onto his jeans heaped in the laundry room, and large quantities will be washed downContinue reading “If You’re Gonna Marry A Cowboy…”

So you wanna marry a buckaroo?

So, you found a man who can start a colt, And ride and rope and shoe. He packs a roll of tape in the pickup, And always carries a can of chew. You like the way he shapes his hat, And his horse is always bridled up nice. If he ever asked you out onContinue reading “So you wanna marry a buckaroo?”

10 Signs You Might be Married to a Buckaroo

He grows a handlebar mustache…sometimes. He uses a reata in the branding pen….sometimes. He rides a swell-fork saddle and team ropes in town, but with mulehide on his horn. He sports a government handle haircut but listens to classic rock. Is your man a buckaroo? Here are ten clues. 1) He has never seen theContinue reading “10 Signs You Might be Married to a Buckaroo”

Home Is Where My Husband Is

As I was doing a mental countdown of the days until I left to go visit my dad recently, a wave of low-level anxiety accompanied my preparations. I HATE being away from my husband for even a single night. I have trouble falling asleep without him in the house, and whenever I pack up theContinue reading “Home Is Where My Husband Is”

Towing the Stock Truck: A How-To Manual for Aggravating Your Husband

When Jim asked me to tow the stock truck down off the mountain where it had broken down last summer, I told him I’d never towed a vehicle before. He said that was fine, there was a first time for everything. Me, Jim and six-month-old baby Grace hopped in the company pickup and drove fiveContinue reading “Towing the Stock Truck: A How-To Manual for Aggravating Your Husband”