“One late afternoon, we crossed a creek and came upon a thicket of trees in the middle of a pasture quite a… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I’d never been with anyone like Marlboro Man. He was attentive--the polar opposite of aloof--and after my eighteenth-month-long college relationship with my… — Ree Drummond Cowboy hat Copy Share Image
“In an internal panic, I picked up the phone and hurriedly pushed redial. I had to catch Rhonda the Realtor, had to… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I hoped there weren’t any vomit chunks in my wavy auburn locks. That would be sure to ruin Marlboro Man’s dinner. “You… — Ree Drummond Morning sickness Copy Share Image
“He called the next morning at seven. I was sound asleep, still dreaming about the kiss that had rocked my existence the… — Ree Drummond Closing my eyes Copy Share Image
“Marlboro Man picked me up the next evening, exactly one month before our wedding day. Our evening apart had made the heart… — Ree Drummond Independent woman Copy Share Image
“Minutes later, we were back at the sliding glass door that led inside the house--me, leaning against the glass, Marlboro Man anchoring… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Tim and Marlboro Man looked toward the fire. “C’mon, Charlie,” Tim said. “Why don’t you drive us around to the north side… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Early the next morning, I was driving westward toward the ranch. Marlboro Man had called the night before--a rare evening we’d spent… — Ree Drummond Future wife Copy Share Image
“I missed the anonymity-the ability to run to the market without running into my third-grade teacher. I missed the nightlife-the knowledge that… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I opened the front door of my parents’ house the next evening. His starched blue denim shirt caught my eye only seconds… — Ree Drummond Black boots Copy Share Image
“The week of a girl’s wedding was supposed to be a happy time. I should have been leaping gleefully around my parents’… — Ree Drummond Marriage Copy Share Image
“It’s a girl,” I heard Marlboro Man tell his mom. Nurses dabbed my bottom with gauze. “Ree did great,” he continued. “The… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I’ll send the nurse in here in a minute, okay?” Waste of time , I thought. “Okay, but…do you think there’s anything… — Ree Drummond Medicine Copy Share Image
“I was awakened at dawn to the sound of Marlboro Man knocking on the front door. A rancher through and through, he’d… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Your belly’s getting big ,” he said one night. “I know,” I answered, looking down. It was kind of hard to deny.… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Hey,” I began, looking into his eyes. “I’m sorry I’ve been so…so pathetic since, like, the day we got married.” He smiled… — Ree Drummond Dr pepper Copy Share Image
“So…,” I began. Was it just a high school thing? Or worse, I imagined, is it just that I’m not and never… — Ree Drummond Country boy Copy Share Image
“I fell asleep at nine that night and didn’t move until nine the next morning, waking up still dressed and wrapped like… — Ree Drummond Long Night Copy Share Image
“When I woke up an hour later, something had changed. Maybe it was the sleep…maybe it was the tender moment with Marlboro… — Ree Drummond Aromatherapy Copy Share Image
“Marlboro Man and I settled in together, soaking up the first days of married life on the ranch that was my new… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Come over early tomorrow morning,” Marlboro Man asked over the phone one night. “We’re gathering cattle, and I want you to meet… — Ree Drummond Home away from home Copy Share Image
“On the ride back to my house, I asked Marlboro Man all about his parents. Where they’d met, how long they’d been… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I kept driving for a while, then stopped on the side of the road. Shining my brights on the road in front… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I’m sorry about our honeymoon,” Marlboro Man said when we woke up the next morning. It was 4:30, still dark outside, and… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“I’d been reflecting on this--the drastic turn my life and my outlook on love had taken--more and more on the evenings Marlboro… — Ree Drummond City lights Copy Share Image
“Hey…you okay?” Marlboro Man repeated. My heart fluttered in horror. I wanted to jump out of the bathroom window, scale down the… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“My phone rang, startling me smooth out of my internal feminist diatribe. It was late. Marlboro Man had dropped me off half… — Ree Drummond Phone calls Copy Share Image
“We did the dishes and talked--about the cattle business, about my job back in L.A., about his local small town, about family.… — Ree Drummond Action movie Copy Share Image
“What does one wear to a ranch early in the morning? I wondered. I was stumped. I had enough good sense, thank… — Ree Drummond Black boots Copy Share Image
“Miraculously, thirty minutes later I found Marlboro Man’s brother’s house. As I pulled up, I saw Marlboro Man’s familiar white pickup parked… — Ree Drummond Brother Copy Share Image
“I closed my eyes, laid my head back on the pillow, and savored my first moments alone with my child. Seconds later,… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“My milk had burst onto the scene with a vengeance, and eating became the baby’s new vocation. The next two weeks of… — Ree Drummond Computers Copy Share Image
“With the nausea gone, evenings with Marlboro Man slowly began resembling the way they’d been before. We watched movies on the couch… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Marlboro Man’s call woke me up the next morning. It was almost eleven. “Hey,” he said. “What’s up?” I hopped out of… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“He walked me to the door--the same one to which I’d been escorted many times before by pimply high school boys and… — Ree Drummond High school Copy Share Image
“Early the next morning, I was driving westward toward the ranch. Marlboro Man had called the night before--a rare evening we’d spent… — Ree Drummond Future wife Copy Share Image
“It was so dark outside, I forgot where I was. I had no sense of geography or time or space, not even… — Ree Drummond Drunk Copy Share Image
“ What am I? Chopped liver? Is there some specific reason he never pulls me over close to him as we drive… — Ree Drummond Chopped liver Copy Share Image
“Good morning, Mike,” I mumbled, making a beeline for the coffeepot. “Oooooh!” he teased again. “Someone is getting married tonight! Woooooooo…” “Yep,”… — Ree Drummond Getting married Copy Share Image
