As I got in the checkout line at Walgreens, there in front of me were two real-life cowboys. (And, believe me, I’ve lived here long enough to be able to tell real from play-acting…)
The first one was 40-ish and mildly attractive, but the young one was mid-20’s, 6’4”, blue-eyed, white-shirted, form-fitting jeans-wearing, brown broken-in-Stetson-sporting, just stepped out of a Western movie-looking hunk o’ pretty.
I said, “There’s nothing I like more than seeing a couple of good-looking cowboys in my neighborhood.”
The young one smiled and began to blush (Did I mention adorable?). I said, “Now you go home and write on your facebook that an old, fat woman in Walgreens said you’re good-looking.”
He honest-to-goodness tipped his hat, gave me a little wink and said, “I don’t do facebook, ma’am. I do face-to-face.”
Then he turned on his bootheel and followed his companion out of the store, leaving me standing there with a stupid grin plastered all over my face.
So, what did I do? Came home and posted this on MY facebook and wrote a blog about it!
Yippie Ki-Ay, Baby!