Cowgirls and Indians
Written by hootenannie on July 2nd, 2008One of the biggest draws to spend the summertime in Montrose revolves around some of our favorite friends, who we refer to simply as “the Hong Kong boys.” Several Indian families who live in Hong Kong also own vacation homes in my humble little cowpoke hometown, and for years, the summertime has meant reunions.
These guys are generous, thoughtful, intelligent, funny, and most of all, they know how to play. They even get ME, typically straight-laced and pulled together, to play along. I’m not a “game person,” but they can somehow convince me to play anything: soccer, pool, Mafia, ping-pong, etc. I am grateful for their silly, fun-loving spirits, and the playful side that they bring out in me.
Last night, we talked about the concept of arranged marriages. All I’m saying is that currently, these guys are my future children’s only chance at pigmentation.
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Um, alls I’m sayin’ is that Becca and that strapping young lad in the red shirt make an awfully cute “couple”. Think of the children!
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“my future children’s only chance at pigmentation.” HAHA!!! AMEN to that for me, too!!
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ANNIE
i might be going to seattle next weekend
and i might be asking a favor of you and your billions of connections there.
i’ll be in touch.
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Wow– same exact thoughts on Becca and Handsome Red Shirt, and same laughing-out-loud at the pigmentation comment!!
I get to call you in like ONE WEEK!!
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ok don’t laugh, but it JUST NOW clicked…indians because they are from india. I’ve been sitting here like “man, i really don’t get the title, but it’s annie, and i love her, so i’ll go with it.”
HERE’S YOUR SIGN.
I told you not to laugh. Stop it. Stop…now!