Whatever the heck that that means.
What I do know is that when I am looking for simple, durable clothing I check out websites and catalogs that folks who work on farms and ranches use. Farmers and ranchers need clothes that are going to hold up working in all kinds of weather, and conditions. And western wear is not just for going out to rope some cattle. Looking through Cavenders website you will come across clothes for Saturday night out on the town also.
I have my eye on a duster. Maybe for Fathers Day.
Yes, you read that right.
I hate the game “Candyland” with a passion that I reserve for clowns. It is a game that had to have been torn, ripped from some sick individuals sick, sick, sick mind.
I talk of this demon game because of something I was reading this morning. I have a couple of writers that I read on a consistent basis, and Lindsay Ferrier of Suburban Turmoil is one of them. She wrote a piece on playing Candyland with her daughter. Brought back way too many bad memories of playing the same game with The Princess.
Candyland was the first game where The Princess learned how to cheat. I would like to think that the developers of the game didn’t have that as part of their plan, but I think that every kid has learned how to cheat playing this hideous game.
Enough of this. Just thinking about it is making my nervous.