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IT'S RODEO TIME, Y'ALL!
IT'S RODEO TIME, Y'ALL!
For those of you not from Texas, I don't think you can even begin to imagine how HUGE the rodeo is in Houston. I mean, our lives literally stop from March 1-21. Like, you think I'm kidding.
I'm not.
Every night we can be found watching our favorite country performers, singin' their hearts out on a Texas-size stage while we make every drunken attempt to sing along. Dinner will most likely consist of sausage on a stick or better yet, popcorn and nachos but rest assured we'll burn off all those calories two-steppin' the night away in the arms of a good ol' country boy! ;)
Our closets are torn to shreds from picking out thee perfect white islet dress to wear with our leather embossed cowgirl boots. We're rockin' bling from head to toe and our makeup in our purses has been every bit replaced with vodka.
Bedtimes are two hours later and the only reason we wake up the next day to do it all over again.
Our boys have on the tightest jeans and biggest belt buckles and that crooked little grin under the shadow of their cowboy hat is simply priceless.
So I will apologize now.
To my boss, for coming in utterly exhausted every single day in March.
To my blogging beauties, for possibly neglecting you but promising to make every attempt to pay you the well deserved attention you all need.
And last but definitely not least, to my body, particularly my liver and my thighs, for totally disregarding the fact that you have to actually fit it an already finalized wedding dress in less than two months.
Boots. Booze. Bulls. & Bling.
Doesn't get any better than that, girls!
Doesn't get any better than that, girls!