THEY THINK I’M JUST A “COWGIRL BARBIE”—BUT I RUN THIS WHOLE DAMN RANCH
I don’t usually get rattled by strangers, but today almost broke that rule. At the feed store, dressed in my usual ranch clothes and covered in the honest dust of the day’s work, a young clerk decided to make me the punchline of his joke. With a smirk, he asked if I was lost or…