Never one to shun a costume, I enjoyed cowgirling up for the wild west wedding last Saturday. And I must admit, The Stockyards are pretty cool. It feels a bit time-machine-ish there. I am not clever enough to discern the real cowfolks from the fakes, but there are plenty of folks wearing the garb there. And there is a real, working stockyard there amid the shopping, bars and resturants. We need to take Will. He loves horses so much.
So, here I am playing rhinestone cowgirl...
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