There’s the easy way… and then there’s the best, right way.
My wife has always known the difference between the two. Â And ninety-nine times out of a hundred, she has chosen the right path over the least-difficult road to take. Â She is still making the best, right choices. Â Even now.
Joey loves her some George Strait.  She always has.  He’s her go-to guy whenever she puts on a cd and is cleaning the house or driving her car.  And when romance is in the air, it’s not Michael Buble’ or some crooner that she wants me to put on… she wants king George.  And I am more than happy to oblige.  A love-affair with a singing cowboy who lives a million miles away in her dreams seems safe enough for me.  Heck, I think there are really only two or three men out there that I would’ve had to worry about being jealous of…. George, Robert Duvall and Tommy Lee Jones.  The last two are because of the movie Lonesome Dove.  My wife and I have watched ‘Gus’ and ‘Woodrow’ make the long cattle-drive to Montana a half-dozen times or more over the years.  And she gets that look in her eyes when she watches that movie.  She’s enamored by those men.  By that lifestyle.  Joey loves real cowboys.
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