Cowgirl IT UP! (Chicks N’ Chaps Event 2017)


When I was in grade school I had a good friend named Levi. It is safe to say that he was my first major crush. I loved his freckles and odd elastic skin. I would always sit with him on the school bus, invite him to my birthday parties, and one time we watched Ice Age on my parents couch. I bring this up because he was a country boy through and through. Back then he was all about raising sheep and doing various rodeo and 4H clubs. I could be wrong, but I am pretty sure he grew up to be a cowboy. Until last Friday he was the closest thing I had ever gotten to Montana country life. Despite the fact that I was raised here.

I was born in the city, but raised in CowTown USA, and for the last 8 years I have lived in various cities. It is safe to say I am not a small town girl. More then that I am not coordinated in the slightest. There is a reason I failed at sports in school. Heck, I am so clumsy that I couldn't even run track correctly.

My family was hanging out after our Sunday dinner when my twelve-year-old niece started dancing. Somehow we got on the topic of my horrible (uncoordinated) dancing skills. I told my niece that I used to describe my dancing like the speghetti noodle you slap on the fridge to see if it is cooked or not. The way it awkwardly slithered down was a very close resemblance to my dancing skills. However I have since gained weight so now I dance more like an uncooked egg yoke in a frying pan. Slither, slither.

My mom on the other hand is the complete opposite of me. We may look similar but I am more downtown and she is more L.A. Meaning, I am better served in a coffee shop reading a book and she belongs on Rodeo Drive.

Rodeo (32 of 72).jpg

Back to last Friday. My mom and I went to the Chicks N' Chaps event I wrote about awhile back. Oh man, were we a sight. Uncoordinated me attempting to cowgirl it up and my mom who looked the part but was hating getting her (cowgirl) boots dirty. Oh, LAWRD, have mercy!

Like I have mentioned before Chicks N' Chaps is an organization of woman who promote the sport of Rodeo all while raising money for families who are battling breast cancer. My mom was sponsored by them and we were honored guests.

To my moms surprise the event was styled by a former friend and coworker of hers, Angela. They apparently lost touch after my mom left her former job at a furniture store and Angela went to Europe. Somehow her friend over heard the planners of the event talk about a woman who was battling breast cancer. They were telling my moms story but Angela didn't realize who it was. She ended up volunteering to cater and decorate. When she ran into my mom at the event, Angela couldn't believe the story she heard was a friend of hers that she had lost touch with. Talk about a small world.

IMG_0092 IMG_0102.JPG









Not only was my mom touched by that little surprise, she also ran into her surgeons mother! Which was also a blessing for mom to hear her story.

Rodeo (19 of 72).jpg

The event started out with bidding on the silent auction, eating hors d'oeuvres, and greetings. After that we had a local news anchor Jill Valley give a speech about her fight with breast cancer. It was a great speech and I know it touched my mom. Oddly enough they had the same exact type of cancer just on opposite breasts. My mom's on the left and Jill's on the right.

Rodeo (38 of 72)

In Jill's speech she talked a lot about the negatives of what it is like to fight with cancer. How you literally picture your last moment alive. In my opinion it was an interesting way to talk about cancer.

I liked it. She was realistic. She gave us the black coffee version without adding in creamer. She let us know that the fight is painful, hard, draining, emotional, but those are all the reasons you have to fight. Fight to survive. Survive for those who love you and need you in their lives. Fight to help others fight. I wish I could be more helpful on the words that were spoken but I am not a poised news anchor and cancer surviver. Sometimes the giver of a speech is the only person that can give it.

After Jill Valley spoke we did the the rodeo events. This is where it got a little crazy, fun, and down right embarrassing. However, we had to give it our all because there was a custom belt buckle up for grabs.

We went to the roping station where we learned to head a steer. I may be saying that wrong… I am really bad at this whole rodeo lingo… One event was called "Pickup Man," and I was really concerned because I thought we were going to learn how to pick up cowboys. I was like, "umm… I am married…," My mom's friend Sarah couldn't stop laughing. After she caught her breath she explained that Pickup Men are men who "rescue roughstock riders from twistingfury on the hoof, usher bulls and broncs to the exit and vanish into the background." I had to google that because I still didn't remember what Sarah said to explain it. I am just glad I didn't have to sexually exploit myself.

However, I did get "hand's on" with a cowboy. Every girl's fantasy right? Though my husband, who recorded the whole thing, said he was likely gay due to the way he was behaving. Whatever, once touched by a cowboy always touched by a cowboy, right?

Nah, it was nothing special I am just trying to make light out of an embarrassing situation. My mom roped her steer in her second try. Her pom pom days gave her the advantage. I am sure of it. I on the other hand twirled around with the rope not really understanding the concept. Hence the cowboy having to wrap his arms around me and guide me through it. Fortunately, my husband caught it all on video. Lucky us.

After the roping station we headed over to ride Mighty Bucky. At first mom didn't want to do it and told me that I should do it anyways. I told her that there was no way in hell I was getting on a fake bull that wasn't even mechanical but driven by a cowboy who "pumped" the fake bull up and down.

It had embarrassing written all over it. I told my mom that if she did it, I would. So after much convincing my mom hopped on the fake bull and rode it like a real cowgirl. It was the funniest thing I have seen in a long long time. I was in tears and almost peed myself because I was laughing so hard. She was wearing a denim skirt so when she first got on she accidentally flashed the world but she made this cute "ooo" sound and squeezed her knees together. She held her umbrella in one hand, because she can't be in the sun for too long, and the the cowboy began to move the fake bull. She did it so well, hootin' and hollerin'. She owned the was so great.

After she was done my heart sank and embarrassment flooded through me. She did it, so now I had too. Oh crap.

Once again mom pulled it off way better then I did. Uncoordinated me. I didn't even understand the concept of wrapping my legs around the bull tightly. The cowboys kept trying to get me to hold my legs down. Beyond that I kept screaming because for some reason I was scared of the fake bull. I ended up jumping into another cowboys arms just trying to get off that thing.

Remember, the custom belt buckle I said was up for grabs? Well, my mom won! She is amazing.

After the cowgirl training they served up dinner and families joined the party. We listened to music, bid on the auction, went to the photo booth, and bought raffle tickets. They had a 50/50 raffle going on. Which meant that if you won, 50% of the proceeds made on Friday's event went to Chicks N' Chaps and the other 50% went to you.

You wouldn't believe it but my parents won that too. They didn't keep the money though. They gave it right back to the clinic.

I would also like to mention the photographer they hired for the event, J.C. Denton. He was very friendly and even snapped a few photos of my family using my camera. A lot of photographers get upset about there rights to photograph the event they were hired for. Not him though.

He was nice, friendly, and very talented. He had a drone going around the whole event capturing images. Like the one I used as my featured photo. So if y'all could do me a favor and like his Facebook page it would be an awesome help. I know how hard it is as a photographer to gain the attention you need.

Overall the whole event was very fun and I am so glad we were able to be apart of it. I have more photos on my Facebook page, DC Creations and I am sure J.C. Denton Photography has the official ones on his page too. So Check them out and make lots of comments! I would love to hear from y'all.

For now, this cowgirl is out!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s