Even Cowgirls Get The Hues... and Cuts and Products

One of my closest friends recently directed me to a blog written by Ree Drummond, aka The Pioneer Woman, an Oklahoma married mother of four who bills herself as a desperate housewife living in the country and channeling Lucille Ball and Ethel Merman.

I've taken to reading this blog (See link below.) whenever I wake up wondering what it must be like to live on a working cattle ranch. You would think that wouldn’t happen very often. Surprisingly, you would be wrong.

(I don't have any desire to move to the middle of nowhere and drive feed trucks through the Winter snow, but I am quite fascinated by such a delightful glimpse at what that kind of life is really like. The featured recipes on the site make me want to get in my car and drive west in hopes of scoring a dinner invitation. The pictures are straight out of a coffee table book and the captions should not be read when sipping coffee over a white linen tablecloth. Looking at this site makes me want to rent a Winnebago and go see our beautiful country. It makes me want to swoon in the arms of a man in chaps. It’s makes me want to adopt a Basset Hound – Brandy, the Wonder Dog thinks that’s a really stupid idea - and it makes me want to go play with someone else’s adorable young children.

I first got hooked on this blog after taking a little time to read the story of how Ree’s handsome rancher husband lassoed her heart between the time she left LA and the time she was scheduled to move to Chicago with hopes of starting law school. She calls this series of posts, “From Black Heels to Tractor Wheels”. In a nutshell, it’s the modern version of the 70s television show Green Acres. (That’s her characterization.) It’s the sweetest story! It’s quite humorous in places and – this is the big one – it is a good reminder that there are a couple of good guys out there in the world.

Anyway, the whole thing is kind of addictive and it’s worth a read. The blog gets about 13 million hits per/month - which just a little over 12,999,000 more than this one gets. :) I’m bringing this blog to your attention today for two reasons: The first reason is because it's February, that magical month of amore and chocolate. I’m sure we could all use a handsome cowboy story about love and lust that doesn’t end in “candy coated misery”.

The second reason is because today on her blog, The Pioneer Woman chronicled her trip to a salon in the “big city” to get haircuts for her girls. http://thepioneerwoman.com/blog/2010/02/the_haircut_chronicles/ . Her already adorable daughters are positively glowing in the after shots and Ree laments the fact that this type of trip – and any hairstyle that does not involve an elastic hairband - are such rarities for them.

This, of course, made me realize anew how lucky we are. We don’t have to ditch chores, dodge ranchers and drive hours to get our hair beautified. All we have to do is head a little ways up the road to the Seminole Towne Center and Hot Heads.

Hope you do that sometime soon. I hear love … or at least lust… is in the air. It’s time to pull out your bag of tricks and wow the man in your life… or the man you’re after. Better yet, it’s time to wow yourself! Happy February!