THEY THINK I’M JUST A “COWGIRL BARBIE”—BUT I RUN THIS WHOLE DAMN RANCH
I don’t usually let strangers get to me, but today almost pushed me over the edge. It started at the feed store when the clerk assumed I was lost and then asked if my “husband” would be loading my truck. I’ve been running my 240-acre ranch alone for years, fixing water lines, birthing calves, and…