I don’t really think of myself as a country girl but today I mentioned that I had a chainsaw in my truck and my coworkers looked at me like I said I had a dragon in there. So.
Katy, I adore you, but you are very much so a country girl. If my electricity was out for a couple days, we would eat out. You have an open fire and just cook some eggs and other food all not fire. You spend an unreasonably large amount of time in a cabin in the woods, Something it would take a great deal of effort to convince me to do. You are a country girl.
Okay, see, I’m a WOODSY girl. Country is, like, horses and farms and stuff. Woodsy is chainsaws and skillets and fighting the wildlife.