Queens and Boots

Doing a rodeo recap from last Saturday night has me intimidated. Instead of give up completely from feeling overwhelmed, I'm going to break the fun into chunks. Gotta love chunks.

I guess I should take a minute and explain that we (Galloping Grace) were asked to put on "some type of kids rodeo thing" before the big rodeo started. Max and the Dustin, the man putting on the rodeo, decided that rides for children and some type of roping activity would cover it.

Max loaded up portable panels, four horses, saddles, and helmets and headed to the Santa Ana Star Center in Rio Rancho. Meeting us there were several dedicated volunteers. Seriously and truly--our volunteers are the best! What giving, caring people. I'll save gushing further about them for another night. On to the royalty.

The rodeo queens (and princesses??!) were a big hit with all the kids. It was so cute seeing little cub scouts going up to shake their hands or ask them for a picture. All three ladies were so friendly and willing to help out.

Two of them gave roping lessons while another fit helmets--probably the happiest I've seen children while getting helmets plopped on their heads. Dear sweet queens who probably will never read my blog, thanks for your help.

Phoebe, Claire and Miki posing with the ladies.
Later during the rodeo I heard the announcer talk about Galloping Grace Youth Ranch and Max Wade. I thought he was just discussing the riding activities from earlier in the evening. I didn't realize my handsome hunky hubby (Lisa--that alliteration was for you) was in the arena receiving an award until Deborah, a volunteer, pointed him out to me.
He was nominated for a Standard of the West award for his work serving children. (Something like that--just don't quote me.) He didn't receive the grand prize, a trip to the World Finals Rodeo, but he got some nifty black boots with a special embroidery. On Dan's blog he wrote that Max was a finalist in a national rodeo humanitarian program and that he came in second in the nation. I don't know his sources, but it sure sounds impressive.
Congratulations, honey.

In case you're keeping track, Max had to report back to jury duty today. He was not selected for the jury because he knew the man on trial--a former baseball coach of his brother Roy. Roy, last week Terry provided the out being a big wig in the FBI--this week you came through. Brothers are the best.

This is Max's last week serving unless he gets selected. Tom, be prepared for Max to throw you name around as well. He has no qualms doing so.