I have always heard that there were seven women for every man. I guess that means there should be one more out there somewhere for me.
I out lived the first and the last. I made life-long friends of two and life-long enemies of two.
Wild woman is the correct term. This gal wanted to do everything, bunge, ride the camel, ride the bull, BUT was scared of horses.
She has talked for two days non-stop at the rodeo.