This summer my sweet nieces came out for a visit. We spent the fourth of July at Rawhide. It was hot. 114 degrees to be exact. But no matter, we managed to wrangle us a good ole time. Owen rode a bull, we imprisoned the children, rode donkeys, ate turkey legs, petted sweaty farm animals, panned for gold, climbed rock walls, saw rope tricks, was booed by 325 people for attempting to save eight seats, ignored the booing of 325 people and enjoyed the show! Then saw a firework show to top the evening off.
Oh, was also chewed out by a total stranger for my ill-behaved children. Let me just state this; my children were in the wrong. Once their behavior was brought to my attention I immediately apologized and tried to remedy the situation. This was not satisfactory to this oh so pleasant woman. She was un-detoured and just wanted to let me have it. Okay, lady. We get it. You are a miserable person who likes others to feel as miserable as you are.
. . .mission failure. I will not let grumpy, hateful people such as yourself ruin my evening. Sorry, you're going to have to go it alone.
P.S. My super-smart husband put a bunch of water bottles on ice in the car to greet us on our arrival. Bless that man!
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