This post is for my dear friend P-Dub.
Many of you may know her. Sometimes she goes by P-Dub, P-Widdy, PW, The Pioneer Woman, or just plain Ree.
We have a lot of things in common. She lives on a ranch. I live on a horse farm. She has four kids, two boys and two girls. I have four grand-kids, two boys and two girls. She has dogs and cats and horses. I have dogs, and cats and horses. She has Marlboro Man and I have Farm Boy.
Okay, okay, I just have to stop right here and tell you that I don’t personally know P-Dub but I feel like I should! (My daughter did meet her twice in New York and they even sang Adelaide’s Lament from “Guys and Dolls” together…does that count?)
Any way, I have followed her blog since my friend Janet told me I just had to read it! Janet said P-Dub was down to earth, funny, could cook, took beautiful pictures, and told all about her life on a ranch. I was intrigued. She sounded like my kind of girl! Once I clicked on that blog I was hooked! I now own her cookbook, her childrens book about her dog Charlie, and have given her cookbooks to family and friends as gifts.
I have chuckled over stories of the dog, and Ree’s sweet brother Mike, and the whole family. Not to mention I love, love, her pictures of ranch life, the horses and the cowboys.
Now there is one particular picture of Marlboro Man (Ree’s husband) that she has posted once or twice. Click here to see it. Then come back to my post. It’s important so come right back and then you can hop on over to P-Dub’s world and leave mine behind. Promise you’ll come right back? You won’t be disappointed.
Great you came back! Let’s talk about Marlboro Man. Did you see the picture? ‘Nough said.
Here’s one I took of Farm Boy.
See there P-Dub! You’ve got Marlboro Man and I’ve got Farm Boy! Granted he is probably fifteen years older than Marlboro Man but he’s all mine and he’s a sweetie!
As long as were talking about our men here I just have to ask you something P-Dub.
I was getting a load of laundry together and I could not get over the amount of jeans in the laundry basket. You know the kind that are dirty, dusty and smelly from being out in the barn? Yes, and also the button down cowboy shirts. And the socks! Oh my gosh. I bet Farm Boy owns 50 button down shirts and 25 pairs of jeans. The socks I don’t even want to think about! And Farm Boy is adamant about having clean fresh clothes to put back on his body to go out and clean the barn in. I don’t get it. I tried to train him. I did. “Farm boy, can’t you wear the same chore clothes for a week or at least a couple of days and then I’ll wash them” I pleaded. I think he tried for a while but he just could not do it!
So, Ree. My question is, how do you do it? How do you do all that laundry, cook fabulous meals, take breathtaking pictures, raise beautiful children, blog, film your cooking show, and have time to breathe? Well, really all I want to know is how many jeans, button down shirts and socks does Marlboro Man own. If it’s less than 50 and 25 I am showing your answer to Farm Boy. I need some help here.
All the rest of you ladies out there might want to chime in too and let me know your laundry dilemma’s. Okay men, I do not want to hear about all the shoes the the little woman owns. Or how she has so many clothes or purses there is no closet space left for you. We are picking on the men here. (Remember we still love you bunches…)