Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Tin Stars, Tent Cities and Ten Gallon Hats

The countdown is on.

Almost, but not quite, time to send in the clowns.
Cue the circus music.
Ladies and gentlemen...
Hurry, Hurry, Hurry!
Come one...Come all!

Now appearing at Marburger Farm, Tent H9 for a limited 5 day engagement, October 2-6...
Talking Trash with her one and only Cat Daddy!
Watch in amazement as the Cat-in-the-hat pulls Trash's foot outta her mouth!

As my friend Liz pointed out this past weekend...there's nothin' left in the barn to beat the dirt out of.  Everything that can be crammed into that 40 footer is crammed and any part of me that can be covered in dirt is covered!

Y'all...I'm feelin' ugly as an ol' pair of worn out work boots.

Grocery store feet?


Law...the bottoms of my feet are beyond Wally World dirty and I think my nails are permanently stained Special Walnut...or maybe that's Johnson's Paste Wax I'm sportin'.  I forget which and at this point...doesn't really matter.  Ugly is ugly and my feet and hands are uhh-gly!  It's a cryin' shame no one is re-making the movie Deliverance...'cause I'd shore nuff be a shoe-in (if I wore shoes) playing an extra. I hear banjo music playing in the soundtrack of my mind?

My hair?  Oh poor head o' hair is in dire need of a shearing trim.  I wonder if Evelyn Chickie Baby RobUhLyn can lop about an inch off with a pair of wire cutters...while she's swingin' from the top of our space hangin' lights of course. (One must be able to multi-task when hangin' with dump-bump!)  I sure as shootin' hope so 'cause somewhere in the past few weeks, I've morphed from Crystal Gayle-land straight to resembling Cousin Itt's twin.  Someone hand me a coupla zip ties...then stand back and give me room.  Scooch on over Pippi Longstocking...there's some new braids in Tent City!

(Hmmm...just thinkin' of all those beautiful tents sittin' in the middle of cow pastures puts me in the mind for a good ol' fashion revival. I got me a hunch there's gonna be a whole lotta hallelujahs when that bell is rung and those gates thrown wide open!)

We've both been flat out like a lizards gettin' everything ready and man shows.  We look like we've been rode hard and put up wet.  We've got bruises on top of our bruises and we're totin' bags under our eyes big enough to hold enough britches for two weeks, but don't y'all worry none about us.  It only hurts when we laugh and boy howdy...are we ever planning on doing a whole lotta ouchin' startin'  next week!

For better or worse, the Catman and I are ready to make like a bread truck and haul...ahem...buns.


Talkin' 'bout Cat Daddy, he's chompin' at the bit to get rollin' and strut his stuff, but I gotta stop and wonder.  Y'all know the man's exudes pure animal magnetism...right?  You've all witnessed how he's catnip to the ladies.  Tell y'all think Marburger Farm is ready for my hunka-hunka burnin' love?

  If I know him...and oh I how do...he'll be on the prowl lookin' for new kittens to add to the litter box in his cat house. Do y'all think I should send up a warning flare...or just wait and let 'em be surprised?  He's tired, but if I know him...and again, I do...he won't let a little stagger in his swagger slow him down!

Fact is, when I mentioned the VIB party at Marburger's being held in SweetT's building, the Gulf Warehouse, on opening day at 3pm, I opined one of us should stay in our booth and work.  He was quick to reply it was a shame I wouldn't get to go.  Really?  The man is a legend in his own mind!

Ten gallon hat?


Watchin' him grin like the cat who ate the canary...I'm wonderin' if cowboy hats come in ten barrel size!

But back to me...'cause I am the star of this dog and pony act...even if he doesn't realize it!  Do y'all reckon I need to come with a warning label too?  Y'all know I can be just a bit much every now and then...'specially if you feed me. I practically ooze muchfulness and if you make the mistake of feedin' me pimento cheese...I foam over...and at the mouth...with muchiness!  Maybe a sign sayin' something like the Mouth that Roars or just simply Mighty Mouth pinned to my back would be in order?

I'm tellin' y'all...I'm excited, nervous, giddy and I to see the all the folks and get my hug on!

The only thing left to do is finish packing.  I'm off to pack plenty of clean drawers, shine my rhinestones and polish up my witty repartees...'cause like Pammie's FIL always said...

If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...baffle 'em with bull----!

Catch y'all after the bull ridin'!

(On a serious note, would y'all please go here and lift Lezlee and her partners up. They were in the process of getting a new shoppe, Elsie Mae On Market, ready when it caught fire yesterday. No one was hurt and the wonderful Mabank firemen worked quickly putting out the flames, but I know the girls are feeling a little disheartened and could use some prayers. Thank you.)


donna baker said...

Best of luck Deb. No one knows how hard that show is to do until you've done it. Sell out!

Debra @ Common Ground said...

Marburger watch out!!! Have fun and knock 'em dead!! xoxo

Garden Antqs Vintage said...

Prayers and Hugs to Lezlee and her crew. My heart sank when I read that! But God is GOOD and will not leave them without blessing them with something good. Now speaking of Something Good... CD is a legend, at least in the Round Top/Warrenton area he is and well we know it's a good woman that makes a good man so he's no legend without Ms. Trash! Girl you are something else...that's all I've got to say!

holli said...

You're gonna do great but best of luck this week anyway! I'm happy to hear from you on this ol blog and i love reading your post!! Hugs.

Cheryl said...

I wanna leave Ohio and be there but the cancer issue needs to be taken care of so maybe next year.
Prayers going out to Lezlee and partners. Hope all goes well for them.
Wishing you and CD all the success at Marburger but most of all ya'll have fun!!

Low Tide High Style said...

Best wishes for a rootin tootin good show!


sissie said...

Hey Deb,
You sure know how to have a good time! I'm wishin you and Cat Daddy the very best at the show.
Sure wish I could be there to meet the famous duo in person.


Carole said...

So sorry to hear about your friends shop what a shame.
Yes I know a little about dirt hands too but they clean up real fine later with a little gojo.
Have a great show sweet, sorry I couldn't get you any bittersweet. I've been looking everywhere.


Stephanie said...

Girl you are a mess! So excited for y'all - hope you SELL, SELL, SELL and I know you'll have a BLAST regardless! Can't wait to hear all about it!

Prior said...

Awww, thank you so much...and I hope you guys don't float away, it is really raining here!

Pam @ Frippery said...

Oh my girlie, How I wish I could fly on my broom to Texas and partake in a little of your muchness. Make sure CD lets you get your party on too. He may have animal magnetism but he has too being married to Magenta! Have fun, sell to the dirt and don't get too worn out to enjoy it all. You will dazzle them for sure.
A prayer for the ladies that the fire didn't cause too much damage and things will be tidied and ready to go in no time.
LYttH, Pammie

Kathy said...

Deb - I know you're getting ready to sell it to the dirt...and maybe clear to China!!

You know I'm there in spirit, and hope to sharing in some o' the fun next fall (I'm really gonna try!).

Big hugs from Ohio!


Dixie said...

Hey Deb! Sorry I didn't get to Marburger for your inaugural year! My father-in-law, who is 87, has ended up in the hospital last week, and I just didn't feel like I could be away from home right now.

I hope you had a wonderful time and sold a bunch of stuff!! Sorry to hear about the girls fire! OMG!

sending hugs and prayers. Stop by and seem me in French Lique when you get back. I'm back open for blogging business!

hugs. Dixie