Posts tagged ‘girlyboi’

Meals to Please a Hungry GirlyBoi
| May 8, 2009 | 11:59 pm

It’s becoming one of those guilty pleasures; this picking on the Pioneer Woman. I can’t seem to help myself. I haunt Ree’s blog at 3 am, searching… searching…

For? I dunno-Your guess is as good as mine. Naked “pitchers”? A really useful How-To article an anything but photography?? Mostly for creative fodder for the Muse, but it’s thin pickin’s this week, to tell the truth.

Wait. Now this is pretty good. The Pioneer Woman has a recipe category over there called “May-un Pul-eezerz”! Well, it’s actually called “Man Pleasers”, but I hear it with that severe southern twang in my head.

MAY-un Puh-LEEZers!

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I Am the Anti – Pioneer Woman!
| April 19, 2009 | 5:23 pm
You know, I was out bloghopping the other day and I came across The Pioneer Woman. Have you seen that gal?

She’s like Barbie! I swear, that bitch has everything!

Seriously peeps, you know I can be a little raw, and my evil inner twin sometimes takes over the keyboard, but the truth is that Ree Drummond has a great blog with a variety of content and lots of simply stunning photos of life on a working cattle ranch in Oklahoma (but don’t hold that against her.)

Anyway, I was visiting (not gossiping… not really- hehehe) with a friend about her. Yes, I was telling her all about the Pioneer Woman and her “Marlboro Man”, all about her horses and cows and her white picket fence life; and my friend, instead of being properly sympathetic to my whining, burst out laughing!

We were on the phone, but I’m sure she blew something (probably coffee- that gal drinks it like I do!) out her nose, she was laughing so hard!

When she finally stopped choking and laughing she said, “Thorne grrrlfriend, you are the Anti – Pioneer Woman”!

For a sec I wasn’t sure whether I should feel offended or complimented or something in between, but knowing “Red”, (who, by the way, insists in her ladylike Southern way that she emphatically “did not blow anything” out of her nose)- knowing her, she never for a moment meant to offend.

So I got to thinkin’ about it, and Shelly’s right. I think maybe I am the Anti – Pioneer Woman! Ya think?

Okay, go on over to the Pioneer Woman Blog and check her out. It’s okay, I’ll wait.

Back?? K. Just for starters, check this out:

Thorne’s World Pioneer Woman
The GirlyBoi The Marlboro Man
Recycled Tin Fences White Wooden Fences
Parrots Horses
Combat Boots Cowboy Boots

And those are just the right up in your face screaming differences. Believe it or not, The Pioneer Woman and I actually have a few things in common, too.

Ummm… err… hmmmm…

Okay, Maybe not.

So when I began the draft for this little fun and frolicksome compare and contrast of me n Ree (has a nice ring to it, don’ it? Hehe), I thought to use some of her gorgeous photos of her place, (with, of course, all the proper attributions) so I headed to flicker to check her out. Hmmm. Seems that her images are all copyrighted. So this draft went into the file, while I emailed Ree Drummond, Pioneer Woman to ask her permission to use a few of her images and (of course) link back to her site and awaited her response.

That Pioneer Woman must be an awfully busy gal! A week later I’m forced to admit defeat. No return email, no permission, no “kiss my ass and have a nice day” from the Ree (Not even a psychic table bump from Ethel, either!).

(Insert a heavy sigh here, darlings.)

You know, I’ve been all over her blog, and I know her Mama raised her up right because she never mentions politics or religion; she never curses and doesn’t air her dirty laundry in public, (like somebody you might know), but she must need a refresher course in manners, cuz my Mama taught me that responding to a nice little note was the polite thing to do- just sayin’.)

But fear not, dear constant reader, Thornie shall prevail! Being the creative sort, I just searched flicker for a few of those “creative commons” images that I can use. So please keep in mind that the following images do not belong to Ree Drummond, nor are they actual photos of the Pioneer Woman’s life or Marlboro Man or cattle Ranch (I can’t even guarantee that they were taken in Oklahoma!!)


*clickies on pics to go visit the photographer’s flicker photostream.

Thorne’s World Pioneer Woman
First, my adorable Girlyboi butt shot. No chaps, but a sweet view!cute girlyboi butt The closest thing I could find to the Pioneer Woman’s Marlboro Man:cowboy chaps
My recycled tin fences:recycle tin fence plastic bottles White fence (with cows):toy cows recycle
My Swee’Pea (1 of 6 rescued parrots):rescued Military Macaw Avian Rescue Definitely not a Pioneer Woman Horse Pic:old nag
My $5 steel toed combat boots purchased used at the Yucca Valley Swap Meet:rainbow laces combat boots stone femme glbtq The perfect Pioneer Woman, Marlboro Man cowboy boot his n hers wedding cake topper:cowboy boots wedding cake
Okay now. Really the more I think about it, the Pioneer Woman and I do have some things in common.

  • We are both “housewives” (I don’t think I qualify as a desperate housewife, though. Can somebody please tell me WTF that means??)
  • Both Ree and I have incredibly romantic love stories. (Remember mine? Back when I was doing my Venusday Love posts?? If you don’t, wander back in time to Friends and Lovers (*content warning: Adult content; enjoy at your own risk) and read our lesbian love story. (I swear, that GirlyBoi is my “knight in shining armor”!
  • We both channel famous dead people. Ree Drummond does Ethel Merman, while I am prone to screaming out some soulful blues whenever Janis Joplin decides to commandeer my vocal chords.
  • Ree and me both garden. (What I wouldn’t give for all that cow and horse poop!!)
  • So what do you all think?? Are the Pioneer Woman and I kindred spirits? Are we two peas in a vast cosmic pod, separated only by a target demographic, a couple thousand miles and a (*cough) few dollars?

    Or am I truly

    (*drumroll, please…)

    The Anti Pioneer Woman?

    Thursday Thirteen #23: 13 Ways That Thorni is SFR
    | January 22, 2009 | 6:24 am

    samulli3

    So welcome to the ad hoc TT.  Thirteen whatevers.  Let’s have some fun and get to know each other a bit.  Don’t forget to leave your link at the site and leave a comment here.  Thorne loves TT-ers!

    13 Ways That Thorni is Spoiled Fucking Rotten (by the GirlyBoi)

    1) I get coffee in bed.  Not occasionally, but every day that she doesn’t go to work.

    2) I get coffee in the bathtub.

    3) I get refills.  True.  She actually comes in to see if I’m getting up (or out of the tub), or if I need more coffee.

    4) Every winter morning when she gets up and every evening before she sleeps she makes sure I have a supply of firewood by the fireplace so I don’t have to go outside and haul it in myself.

    5) She makes me breakfast.  I love breakfast! And although I love to cook, I’m not so hot on making breakfast.  She makes perfect over-medium eggs.

    6) She still kisses me like she stole me.  (It’s our joke.  Like “drive it like you stole it”?  hehe)

    7) She always saves me the last cup of coffee or the last bit of cream for the coffee for me.  That sweet girlyboi will drink her coffee black so that I don’t have to.

    8) She puts the “early” birds to bed at night without being asked. Which is a big deal.  We have 5 birdcages that range in size from about 5′ to over 6′ tall and between 2 and 2.5′ deep. They require multiple drapes to keep the parrots warm at night, so I really appreciate her help on this. 4 of the parrots are “early” birds.  They like to go to bed early, just like her.  The other 2 stay up late with me. (They are the “party” birds! LOL)

    9) She cleans the stove for me.  Okay, seriously.  I freakin’ hate to clean the stove! I don’t mind cooking, I don’t mind doing dishes or cleaning the counters and small appliances, but gar I hate doing the stove!  I think she hates it too, but she does it for me.  Now that is being SFR!

    10) No matter what time I come to bed, when I curl in behind her to spoon she always backs up into me for the perfect fit.

    11) She builds things for me. New cellar doors, eaves to protect the new cellar doors, shelves, closets, workbenches.  I just love that.

    12) I always get to have as many orgasms as I want (or can stand.  Hehe)

    13) And probably the biggest way that I am spoiled fucking rotten, (and the one that carries the most responsibility with it), is that I can always have my way.  Seriously.  If there is something I want: to do, to make, to change… something I want her: to do, to make, to change… She will make it so or acquiesce or agree.  So I have to be careful with this one.  I try to make sure that I’m not taking advantage. That I listen when she says how she wants it (whatever it is). And that I am grateful for all that she gives.