I'm a little bit country... not really...

I despise country music. And wranglers. And cowboy boots. And cowboy hats. And guys in cowboy boots and cowboy hats with wranglers on who listen to country music.

But, I do love the rodeo.

Go figure.

I do, however, close my eyes when the guys try to ride those bulls. I close my eyes when the clowns try to distract the bucking horse so the rider can run to safety.  I close my eyes when they are trying to rope the calves because I feel bad for those poor little calves. My eyes are pretty much closed most of the time, actually.

So why am I dragging my family along to see the Days of 47 Rodeo in a few weeks? Because it's good ol' fashioned family fun! And I told my hubby- who's eye-rolling was actually audible when I told him we were going, by gum- that he was going to love it, so mark my words. 

I guess we'll see if I'm right in a few weeks.

(please be right... please be right... please be right...)