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!