You wanna be a cowboy… you can be my cowgirl..

So I went to Renton today to drop off some stuff we had needed for the prom over the weekend. I had gone there on Friday and so I had a basic idea of where I was going. On my way out I noticed the traffic going INTO Seattle was backed-up and rather heavy. And though Seattle is in the top ten worst commuter cities, I was surprised – shouldn’t my side of the road be backed up?

I ran my errands and on my way out of Renton, I decided to stop at the Renton Western Shop to kill some time before I headed onto Route 520 mess. When I went by it the first time they had a “Help Wanted” sign (still there) in the window - all I thought was “maybe I should work at a western shop. Maybe I should work where cowboys come to buy hats and boots - a real live western shop – with real live cowboys.” And to justify it further, I’ll need to have two or three jobs to afford anything in this city besides an apartment.

The second go around I was thinking of my favorite 5-year old “nephew” (one of my best friend’s son) who I had chatted with on the phone on Saturday. “Yeah, Tauntie Shell (god love children) I really want a cowboy hat.” Oooh, I could do that. I know just the place! I had bought him dinosaur cookie cutters but he didn’t like them because I didn’t buy him the T-Rex (ooops.) … The second go around… I thought I’ll find a hat for a wonderful 5 year old. And maybe I’ll pick up some hats for my most beautiful little nieces who were celebrating their first birthday shortly (see 12/20 blog posting)… and maybe a job application. I could work on the weekends. I could become a cowgirl! My great aunt Jane was more than a cowgirl – my parents were from Denver – both my brother were country-loving cowboys. It would be an easy fit! Wasn’t a part of the move - to reinvent oneself? But then I realized an artjunky-people-lovin-orange-and-pink-wearin-- Gorillaz-The Killers-Khaled-Jobin-with-a-dash-of-Patsy-Cline-Loretta-Lynn-Johnny-Cash-music-enthusiastic-Cowgirl-probably wouldn’t sell too much merchandise though she’d be a fun gal with whom to start a conversation.