Sunday, July 19, 2009

Cowboy hostel

Garth Brooks and Chris LeDoux sing a song called "Whatcha Gonna Do with a Cowboy," which I was reminded of Saturday night when several cowboys from the rodeo crashed at my place.

I was expecting a full house that night anyway, since a friend from Jackson, Wyo., was supposed to stay along with her boyfriend, and maybe a roomate. Jonna was also staying since she was in town to watch her brother, Nathan, ride broncs.

The Jackson friend never showed, but Nathan and his girlfriend needed a place to crash, so I gave them my spare room. Then a friend of Nathan's girlfriend showed up needing a place. Nathan asked if another cowboy friend of his could stay - to which I said yes - and later yet another cowboy showed up!

Fortunately, I have a pull-out couch that two of them took. The last poor cowboy got a sleeping bag on my hardwood floor, which, maybe after riding bulls and broncs felt pretty ok...?

This is how my living room looked when I woke up. It was like a cowboy exploded all over everything! It cracked me up...

I've never had so many boots in my entry way before...

Hat rack...

From the song:

You can see it takes a special kinda woman
To put with the life a cowboy leads,
Cause his boots are always muddy,
And his beer drinkin buddies
Will camp out on your couch and never leave...


icancarryallthebagsandthebabiestoo said...

If I were a single girl... I might like to have a few cowboys in my living room from time to time.

Yee Haw!

Greg said...

It was like "a cowboy exploded all over everything"?