Monday, June 22, 2009

OMG I was tagged!!

This is so cool, I was tagged! Heather tagged me in a post called "Show me your heart."

The tag: "with as much creativity as you can muster, show your heart in: a picture, a poem, a song (or piece of music), a phrase (or quote), an item of clothing, a place, and (just for fun) a Disney princess. If you want to join in, tag 6 more blogs."

I think I have mentioned to you all my complete and utter lack of creativity...yes? But I'll try.

A picture:



One week from today it'll be one year. Wow, time flies.

A poem:

I'm going to have to work on this one for awhile...check back later.

A song:

"How bout them cowgirls" by George Strait - it reminds me of my teenage years when I was young, carefree and naive. No, I didn't herd cattle or ride colts, but I baled hale and raised hundreds of lambs.

I felt the rush of the Rio Grande into Yellowstone
And I've seen first-hand Niagra Falls
And the lights of Vegas
I've criss-crossed down to Key Biscayane
And Chi-town via Bangor, Maine
Think I've seen it all
And all I can say is

Chorus:
How 'bout them cowgirls
Boys ain't they somthin'
Sure are some proud girls
And you can't tell 'em nothin'
And I tell you right now girls
May just be seven wonders of this big, old round world
But how 'bout them cowgirls

She's ridin' colts in Steamboat Springs
Bailing hay outside Abilene
She's tryin' hard
To fit in in some city
But her home is 'neath that big, blue sky
And the Northern Plains and those other wide open spaces
Now days there ain't as many

Chorus

But how 'bout them cowgirls
Boys ain't they somthin'
Sure are some proud girls
And you can't tell 'em nothin'
And I tell you right now girls
May just be seven wonders of this big, old round world
But how 'bout them cowgirls

Boy, she don't need you and she don't need me
She can do just fine on her own two feet
But she wants a man who wants her to be herself
And she'll never change, don't know how to hide
Her stubborn will or her fightin' side
But you treat her right and she'll love you like no one else

Yeah, how 'bout them cowgirls
Boys ain't they somethin'
Sure are some proud girls
But you can't beat their lovin'
And I'll tell you right now girls
May just be seven wonders of this big, old round world
But how 'bout them cowgirls

How 'bout 'em boys

A phrase:

"Comparison is the thief of joy." - Skinny Bitch

An item of clothing:

Okay, so it's not an item of clothing, it's a quilt. But really, can there be a better symbol of cozy, homey, loveliness than a quilt? I didn't think so.



A place:

Small town America. When I think of the perfect place to live, I think of a large ranch outside a small town in middle America. This picture (courtesy of The Pioneer Woman's website) makes me think of that perfect place:



A Disney Princess:

Cinderella: I love a Disney Princess who's also a maid. Long live the clean freaks!



Okay, so the final part of this tag is tagging six more people to do the same. I think four people regularly follow my blog, and one of them is Heather. So, I'll just tag those who are left and/or people I know who have a blog who might stop by.

The Arc
Kendal's Tendrils
Grateful for the Everyday

3 comments:

  1. YES a quilt counts... Dang, that's what I should have picked. I'm off to copy your 100 things now. :) Love your "heart."

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  2. Yes, I do read your blog. This is going to take some thinking. Hmmm... :)

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  3. just saw this! damn I gotta work now. lol

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