Friday night I finished recording my little album. I was so determined to get it done. A couple of the songs have bgvs and other instruments, but it is mostly just my voice and piano which is what I wanted. Now, the mixing/mastering magic must be done and then it will be complete!
Saturday ... well, I told you about most of Saturday. However, I didn't mention to you that we went to the rodeo that evening. Oh yes, the International Finals Rodeo at the State Fair Arena was the place to be. I'd only been once before so I was excited to go again.
(Evan, Colt, and Ward)
Reese got us these tickets and we all had so much fun. My personal favorite was the barrel racing. Oh, and when the sparkly girls came out and did tricks on their horses as they ran around ... like hanging upside down with one leg around the horse as their hair gently grazed the dirt on the floor. That business is crazy.
None of us really fit in at the rodeo. I mean, I know you don't have to be a cowboy to attend, but we (the girls) were making comments like, "So, like, how do they get scored for this?" and "If my husband did this, I'd make him wear a helmet!" and "Oh, this guy is from Canada. I didn't know there were cowboys in Canada." Please don't judge us. When we all get around each other, there is no filter and no requirement to sound intelligent and well-rounded.
We were the oblivious 4 girls on the front row with cokes, hot dogs, nachos, and skittles in hand. We are who we are. But I understand if you think I'm an idiot now. If you wrote on your blog about going to a concert and saying something like, "So, like, how come they need 2 guitar players? Can't they just have one?" I would probably roll my eyes too. It's okay. We're all even.
Sunday morning, we got up and went to church. It was so relaxing and so needed. Then, we went home, ate lunch, and basically camped out on the couch all day. It was wonderful.
(Love this sweet little face!)
Usually I have some kind of limit on the weekend as far as events are concerned. But this time, we were just a bunch of out of control 25 year olds with a baby. I went somewhere Friday, Saturday, AND Sunday. That must be some kind of record!
What did you do this weekend?