Busted Rodeo

Well, phooey! Hubby and I didn't get to the rodeo afterall. The entrance fee was an almost-reasonable $12, but...according to Friday's paper, admission also required $12 to get into the fair taking place on the same grounds and $5 per person for parking. Yikes! That's a lot of moo-la to put out for a small rodeo.

Not to dispair, though. I've checked the calendar, and there are a surprising number of rodeos in the sunshine state. Arcadia, Orlando and the Silver Spurs in Kissimmee (don't ya just love the names of Florida towns?) are all in our future. We'll mosey on over to a couple of them.

Writin' and Ropin'

I'm back to work on Rodeo Daughter and falling more in love with these characters with every word. And what's not to love? She's a Family Law specialist who once won a gold buckle on the rodeo circuit. He's a driven prosecuting attorney whose ex-wife sues for custody of their little girl. Any guesses on who the ex- hires as her attorney? Today, I'll introduce the four-year-old who can go from sweetheart to brat on a whim...and fun ensues!

Tomorrow night, hubby and I are pulling on our own boots and spurs and heading out because the rodeo is in town. Pictures to follow!