Paved or Rural

This summer I was able to visit the great state of Montana. It was a college reunion of sorts, a bunch of girlfriends getting together for a friend's wedding. We were asked by a rancher if we were paved or rural. A few laughed, not quite sure what he meant. I laughed because I did know what he meant. Enough of my life was spent in the "boonies" and enough has been in the city that I wasn't sure which one really applied. I chose both. I'm a little bit country, a little bit rock and roll. I love all things Gone with the Wind, but would rather shop at Bloomingdales than Tractor Supply. My life is random and often entertaining and these are my stories.