Kitchen Rodeo - My 8 Second Ride
By Kimberly Powers

I am recovering from the rodeo last night. I know most people actual go to a rodeo, but I decided with all the painting I had left to do; that I would bring the rodeo home. Due to our strict HOA rules, there was not a bucking bull in site. I, instead, wrangled a 20 ft extension ladder, named Beelzebub, into my kitchen.

I whooped and hollered, he kicked his legs from underneath him, and out the shoot we went. Beelzebub pawed at my upper kitchen cabinets, sending the crown molding straight, to the counter below. He then gave me a good buck as we bounced off the granite; yet leaving not a scuff in sight. At his last attempt to oust me, he planted all four hooves, firmly into my hardwood floor. I felt my bones clatter, as I pounded down, on this menaces back. Then with his last little twist off I went; he had expelled me at last.

I slowly stood to look at the judges, awaiting my score. I grabbed the rim of my paint tray, from the top of my head and tipped it to the gathering crowd. What a first ride!!! It felt like an eternity, but had I made it the full 8 seconds?

I expected Beelzebub to receive the complete 50 points; for his ride had all the bucks, jolts and blasts required. My performance was also quite outstanding. I stayed atop that wild animal, through every bounce and ricochet. It was only on his last swirling burst that I was finally thrown, to the ground, in a pool of paint. So, surely I would get a perfect score and go on to the next round. I had to finish; that wall was only half painted.

The judges disqualified me, stating I had left the shoot without a bull rope or bell. It did not count that I still had my paint brush in hand. That was not part of bull riding, they said. I stood to my feet, paint dripping and shaking. The x-rays showed no bones were broken. There was just one sore cow girl with a splatter painted kitchen, a few broken dishes, and a wall half painted. I sighed as they led poor Beelzebub out; for he had taken quite a walloping and was mangled and bent. They said he could never be ridden again. With my favorite bull retired and the judges frowning, I had to wait for my "wrung" spaced bruises to expire.

Next time I will conquer my kitchen and wrangle that bull, for the full 8 second ride!

I am a follower of Christ, wife, mother of four and business coach. I love the outdoors, singing, reading, being with my family, volunteering and living life! There is nothing better then making someone else smile, inspiring them to take the next step, and helping people achieve their goals. You can read more about me at http://www.kimberlyscards.com

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