hours into the day, sitting in the stands with the wife's of other
ropers, who have become her friends. And then there are those
roping's she may not know a soul. Some arenas are not in doors,
nor do they all have bathrooms. Some have bleachers, others
have grassy areas you can park your lawn chair. I really prefer
the covered arenas even if I do carry a portable butane heater to
stay warm in the winter and a fan in the summer. And let me tell
you, you make a lot of friends quick when you have either one.
A Team ropers wife is also the "go get it person " and the
watchman. Honey, will you go get my other rope? Honey, will you
bring me something to drink? Honey, will you watch my coat?
Honey...honey...did you see that last run I just made? Sure... I
didn't really cause I was talking with the other wife's in the stand
or shopping in the exhibits down be-hide the bleachers...Opps! Sorry!
A Team ropers wife needs to have a lot of patience and a whole
lot of things to keep her occupied in the bleachers. Besides my
heater, I carry a blanket to sit on and pad those hard sits, a small
cooler with a couple of drinks and something to snack on that would
be good for me and not have to buy that ten dollar leather hamburger,
or that four dollar bottle of water. I also carry my laptop, an
extension cord if there is a place to plug into, some magazines,
and my cell phone. I rarely get help toting all this to and from the
horse trailer which is parked back in the north forty behind the
barn. A Team Ropers wife is also the travel agent. Most of the bigger
roping events, like the one we are at this weekend, is not always
local, nor in the same state, so I have to get us hotel reservations
way in advance or take the cheaper trip and sleep in the horse trailer
which means no bathtub, using a port -a- pottie, and having no blow
dryer for your hair....unless you have a living quarters horse trailer
like this one parked beside us this weekend.....I could only dream....
bumper pull, two horse slant, with a
small dressing and tack room. It does
hold a travel trailer port a
pot but no bed like our last one we had.
A Team ropers wife needs to really love her cowboy! Be his cheer
leader while he's out in the arena roping , his banker when he wants
to get another run for another hundred dollars or his teller when he
wins some money, and his friend to cheer him up when he loses
because his heeler missed in the forth rotation and they would have
been first.I am a Team ropers wife and proud of it! I cant think of anything
else I would rather be doing than share something my husband loves
doing and watching him have fun at what he loves!
This weekend we are at Kinder, Louisiana at a USTRC Bayou Championship Event. James is in the # 10 tonight and the # 9
tomorrow after Cowboy Church. He won some money here last
year and this year...lets just say...'sometimes chickens, sometimes
feathers", but always FUN!
Sunday, January 23, 2011
I am a Team Roper's Wife
Posted by The Path Traveled