First, did I spell that right?
OK, here we go!
1. I sang the National Anthem 2 times on a cat walk 20-30 ft in the air without falling.
2. I sang the National Anthem 3 times without messing up the words.
3. When I sang I made sure to sing it like it was written! Cowboys, and cowgirls, are very traditional.
4. I met a man in the crowd who's son and daughter-in-law also owned a bull stock company and schmoozed.
5. When I met the man above, I acted like I knew what I was talking about when we talked "bull" and he believed me!
6. I wore my East Coast Cattle Co. shirt with my name on it.
7. I wore it proudly!
8. At the Sunday event I yelled for our bull calf Mad Max when he did good in the competition. He one 3rd place!
9. I was only a little embarrassed by #8 since we were in a huge echoing indoor arena with pretty much complete quiet since there were only about 30 spectators and no announcer or music.
10. I also proudly clapped and yelled for our big bull, respectfully named Mississippi, when he bucked his guy off!
10. I agreed that we got robbed on Mississippi's score:(
Saturday, February 28, 2009
BLOGGING
OK, my husband has actually been fussing at me for not taking the time to blog! Can you believe that? He has been listening to me babble for 14 years and still wants me to say more! Maybe its because there is no sound with this! HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
Anyway, not quite sure what to blog about. I will say its been a couple of crazy weeks. On Valentine's weekend we went to a rodeo in Raleigh. Just the two of us. It was much different then what we usually go to. I am usually working at the souvenir stand but this was with a different rodeo company so I actually got to sit and watch the rodeo! And I got to hold our friends, Devin and Hannah's, 11 week old cowboy! Brett MacKay Long! Doesn't Brett MacKay sound like a bull rider's name? Just like his Daddy!
I did get to sing the National Anthem all weekend---3 times! I don't count the one time when the mic didn't work and I had to start over. It didn't bother me though. What bothered me about it was the fact that I was about 20-30 ft in the air, standing on a cat walk, in the dark, spotlight only, while it was swaying because of the bulls underneath. I wasn't scared of falling, I just wanted to make sure I fell right on the back of a bull and not right under one! Wouldn't that have been cool? I could jump on the back of one and ride out singing! I would be singing alright, but not the National Anthem. Maybe it would be something like Welcome to the Jungle or an ACDC song about a highway to somewhere I don't want to go!
I did meet a really nice older gentleman while sitting in the crowd. Believe it or not, I am always scared to death to meet new people! I do good in a group but when it comes to one on one I am terrible! But I have a precious friend who has been coaching me over the past couple of years on how to have real conversations in a few minutes. So I was determined to be friendly. And it was great! He talked about politics and because I am pretty traditional in this area he said his faith in the next generation was renewed! (Next generation! Poor guy's site must have been bad, I am definitely not the next generation. I think I am two before the next generation. OK three!!)
Anyway-it was a lot of fun! As you will see in the blog above, it was a successful weekend in the life of a Cowboy's wife!
Anyway, not quite sure what to blog about. I will say its been a couple of crazy weeks. On Valentine's weekend we went to a rodeo in Raleigh. Just the two of us. It was much different then what we usually go to. I am usually working at the souvenir stand but this was with a different rodeo company so I actually got to sit and watch the rodeo! And I got to hold our friends, Devin and Hannah's, 11 week old cowboy! Brett MacKay Long! Doesn't Brett MacKay sound like a bull rider's name? Just like his Daddy!
I did get to sing the National Anthem all weekend---3 times! I don't count the one time when the mic didn't work and I had to start over. It didn't bother me though. What bothered me about it was the fact that I was about 20-30 ft in the air, standing on a cat walk, in the dark, spotlight only, while it was swaying because of the bulls underneath. I wasn't scared of falling, I just wanted to make sure I fell right on the back of a bull and not right under one! Wouldn't that have been cool? I could jump on the back of one and ride out singing! I would be singing alright, but not the National Anthem. Maybe it would be something like Welcome to the Jungle or an ACDC song about a highway to somewhere I don't want to go!
I did meet a really nice older gentleman while sitting in the crowd. Believe it or not, I am always scared to death to meet new people! I do good in a group but when it comes to one on one I am terrible! But I have a precious friend who has been coaching me over the past couple of years on how to have real conversations in a few minutes. So I was determined to be friendly. And it was great! He talked about politics and because I am pretty traditional in this area he said his faith in the next generation was renewed! (Next generation! Poor guy's site must have been bad, I am definitely not the next generation. I think I am two before the next generation. OK three!!)
Anyway-it was a lot of fun! As you will see in the blog above, it was a successful weekend in the life of a Cowboy's wife!
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