First thing…Did you see I did a little redecorating on the blog? I switched up the header. It makes me laugh.
Back in January my boss came up to me and asked if I were interested in going to the rodeo, who would I like to see? They were getting all of us worker bees tickets and he needed to know who was my preference.
I looked it up and chose Brad Paisley because it worked out the best for our schedules. And that I think that dude is one hunk of a man. Well, I didn’t say that to my boss. It goes without saying.
When I told Aaron that we were given rodeo tickets for St. Patty’s Day, we started thinking of all the times we have been to the rodeo – a lot! And of all the times we’ve gone, maybe only 1 out of 20 times have we purchased the tickets ourselves and planned to go well in advance. I would assume that for most Houstonians a trip to the rodeo performance is because someone they know was giving away tickets.
Saturday rolled around and after battling a headache nearly every morning that week, I felt like I might be one of those people who would be giving rodeo tickets away. I woke up with a head ache and I was feeling a heavy bout of agora-claustro-phobia. I took some medicine, slept in a little later, and rubbed Head-On all over my face and by the time it was time to leave I was feeling okay.
We ended up having a lovely time. The only pictures I took are of us and food. Why do I only take pictures of us eating food?
A fried Twinkie. In theory I think this sounds artery-clogging disgusting. In reality – it will be food in Heaven.
“Thank you Jesus for this twinkie.”
My “this is so good” face.
Now, we move on to fried Oreos. Another delicacy in the Heavenly realms.
Brad Paisley was awesome! He’s definitely a fan’s man. He spent most of his time off of the stage, rocking the guitar and high-fiving fans. He can play a MEAN guitar! At one point someone handed him a beer bottle and he started using it as a slider on the neck of his guitar. What?! That’s serious talent.
I told Aaron I think Brad’s now on my “list.” Like, my serious-crush-but-would-never-happen list. Steve Carell and Steve Martin are also on that list. Don’t judge.