Synopsis from Borders.com: I'll never forget that night. It was like a romance novel, an old Broadway musical, and a John Wayne western rolled into one. Out for a quick drink with friends, I wasn't looking to meet anyone, let alone a tall, rugged cowboy who lived on a cattle ranch miles away from my cultured, corporate hometown. But before I knew it, I'd been struck with a lightning bolt . . . and I was completely powerless to stop it.
Read along as I recount the rip-roaring details of my unlikely romance with a chaps-wearing cowboy, from the early days of our courtship (complete with cows, horses, prairie fire, and passion) all the way through the first year of our marriage, which would be filled with more challenge and strife—and manure—than I ever could have expected.
This isn't just my love story; it's a universal tale of passion, romance, and all-encompassing love that sweeps us off our feet.
It's the story of a cowboy. And Wranglers. And chaps. And the girl who fell in love with them.
I absolutely and thoroughly enjoyed this book. As I read it, I kept thinking I would love to see a movie of it. However, there is no way a movie could ever aptly portray this wonderful, engaging story.
I rarely laugh out loud while reading a book. With this one, I did so many times. Poor Jeff kept giving me looks wondering if his wife has lost her mind.
Ree Drummond tells her love story in such an energetic and soul-baring way that you can’t help but get sucked into her city-girl mindset as she’s falling completely in love with her “Marlboro Man.” One thing I loved about the book that was *very* pleasantly surprising is that while there is definitely passion between the author and her man, it is very clear that they put limits on that passion and stayed pure until marriage. How wonderful.
It was great to see how Ree Drummond grew and changed throughout her story. I have nothing negative to say about this book. I liked it all.
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