City girl + cowhand

Would you believe that when I was young, a city girl, whenever we went to the Catskill Mountains in the summer, there were these great looking farmers and cowhands doing their farm work probably on their parents' farms, which were like bed and breakfasts, only on farm property. Very nice though. Gosh, I must have fallen in love twenty times. This is the type of guy I wanted to marry. Caring for animals, working hard, handsome, sweet, not afraid of work, I had all these fantasies in my mind that were totally crazy.

Oma weighs in on crack

Where the sun don't shine

I know I will catch you this week and hope all is good in N. Y. C. and hope it isn't as dreary as here. Get the POPE out of here so the sun can shine. Ha.