Howdy friends, and thanks for stopping by to read A Cowgirl’s New Year’s Eve.
As 2025 comes to a close, this will be the last Cowgirl Monday post of the year. I hope you’ve been enjoying this feature on the blog.
Here’s a short story I hope you’ll enjoy.
While everyone else was squeezing into sequins and pretending cheap champagne tasted good, this cowgirl was pulling on her barn boots. Forget noisy bars and awkward “Happy New Year!” kisses – she had better company waiting.
When she pushed open the barn door, her horse Dusty lifted his head like, “Well, look who finally showed up. Thought you had a hot date or something.”
“Don’t sass me,” she said, flicking on the string of Christmas lights she’d never bothered to take down. “You’re my date tonight, and unlike most men, you actually look good in hay.”
Dusty flicked an ear and went back to chewing, which in horse language clearly meant “Lucky you.”
By ten o’clock, the barn was officially hoppin’. The radio was blaring old country, her thermos of spiked cider was steaming, and Dusty had already polished off his second carrot like some four-legged party animal.
“Careful,” she told him, “eat too many and you’ll regret it tomorrow.”
He gave her a side-eye that said, “Honey, my stomach can handle a few carrots. You can’t touch this.”
As midnight neared, she leaned against his stall, boots tapping to the beat. “Not bad for a New Year’s Eve, huh? No cover charge, no creeps stepping on my toes, and I know for sure my date won’t ghost me tomorrow.”
Dusty snorted, blowing hay dust in her face, which she took as a romantic gesture.
When the clock struck twelve, she raised her thermos. “Here’s to us, partner. May our new year be filled with wide-open skies, long rides, and zero men who think ‘horses are just like big dogs.’”
Dusty whinnied, which she was pretty sure meant, “Amen to that.”
And that was it. While the world toasted under glitter and neon, the cowgirl rang in the new year exactly how she liked it: in a barn, with a horse who had more personality than half the town combined.
Happy New Year!
Wishing everyone a happy and safe New Year’s Eve wherever you are! As for me, I will be enjoying the New Year’s Eve festivities in Cusco, Peru. The Plaza de Armas will have a countdown to midnight, music and dancing, fireworks, and people wear yellow clothing – a sign of prosperity for the New Year. People will walk around the plaza carrying suitcases, symbolizing hope for a year full of travel.
At midnight, people in Peru eat 13 grapes: one for each month and one to seal the year.
Lucky for me – I like grapes!
Happy Monday everyone!
xoxo
Published by Cheryl @ The Lifestyle Digs on December 29, 2025.
