So, the other day we had been "hurricaned" in our house for like a whole week. I started to go a little stir crazy, so while upstairs getting ready I heard a great new song by Kenny Chesney called "Everybody Wants to Go to Heaven." Yes, I started to pull out my old line dancing moves and I was really enjoying myself. Matt, ruined all my fun when he yelled upstairs asking if I was ok. I guess I was causing a little earthquake below me. I'm just not as light on my feet as I use to be.....or I should say I'm just not as LIGHT as I once was.
Anyway, this all brought me back to the years when I was between the ages of 15 and 21, where I would go country dancing sometimes up to four times a week!! I always had a job during my young adult life and I can honestly say all my money went to DANCING, WRANGLERS(for dancing), COUNTRY CONCERTS, RODEOS, and of course our late night eat outs to VILLAGE INN!! WOW, what a carefree life!! Dancing consumed me.
Even though I loved the music, the dancing, and yes(I have to admit).... the cowboys as well, but most of all I loved being with my bestest cowgirl friends, friends I will forever be close with. I love everything about these girls. I love Amy, and her sincere love and devotion she showers us all with. I love Alayna, and the way she can crack me up even when she is not trying to be funny. I love Jessi, and the fact that she is the only one who called to see if we were surviving the hurricane:) she is such a caring friend. I love Emily and her honesty and upbeat personality, I love Heather and her generosity and love, and I love my little lindsey....she is my little fiesty friend that doesn't let anyone walk all over her, but is always the first to be there when you need a friend!! I love you guys....everything about you, even the things that would make us all mad at eachother and cause us to fight......we had some great fights:) More important we had the best times ever.
The fact that we could go dancing and be the only sober ones, and yet everyone is pointing at us and talking about how drunk we were, just shows that we really know how to have some fun!!!
Soooooooooooooo, WHEN ARE WE GOING DANCING?????
These are all my old dancing jeans. I was hesitant to let my mom cut these precious pants up. But lets face it, after having twins.......... Wranglers will never again be a part of my wardrobe!!