Finally someone recognizes my contributions to the world around me and gives me the appropriate title. A big thank you to Elizabeth for crowning me, and I promise to carry the title (and wear the crown) well and with dignity.

And I know I can promise this, because I have experience!! Yes, the rodeo queen years. Marmot still has hysterical fits of laughter when he sees these pictures, but all I have to do is bring out his yearbook, and….well, let’s just say that plaid flannel isn’t attractive on anyone.

So the queen thing- I did this for years. I had sequins, big hair, and oh the rhinestones. I did a lot of practice public speaking, answering  See the difference between this kind of queen stuff and Miss America, its just that we do everything they do, but on a horse!

Thank you for stopping by to pay your royal respects….leave me a comment, I’d love to come visit your blog and make new friends!

Alright alright ALRIGHT! I’m posting one with a crown….lol