Cowboy Casual Holiday - That's right - that's what the invitation to this year's party given by John's company for the Holidays says. It's always been a big, fancy deal - sequins and velvet and heels. (And not just on the women - some of these Tulsa guys have big heels on their black formal boots.) But after the party, we all have rooms to stay overnight in this huge lodge, with an enormous room with card games, puzzles, pool - you name it and it's there. So this year, I opened the invitation and this phrase jumps out at me. Now, anyone who know me knows that I'm not a user of profanity. (I don't mind it when other's use it - often it is the only appropriate possibility.) I save it for when my life is in danger and I need that extra jolt to kick me into action - like when the truck was coming at me on the freeway just before we got to Roseburg, Oregon, at 2 am on the way to my sister Claire's wedding. But - what the H*** is Cowboy Casual Holiday??