Hello, I've gotten lazy just posting stories from growing up. I finally sold my soul on eBay and used the money to buy a digital camera. My first pictures are of my ugly legs made uglier by a dog bite that I received over this weekend.
My girls and I try to have a girls night every month and have an annual tradition to attend the Strawberry Days Rodeo. So this weekend we thought we'd combine girls night, rodeo, and a few birthdays. We decided to have a BBQ at my buddy, Kara's, house where as I was pretending to be a hamburger grilling expert. I guess Kara's dog wasn't too impressed with my skills... The next thing I know, I have a hole in my jeans and a most unlady-like bruise. Kara ended up having the county come to take the dog away to be put down. I felt bad that it had to happen but I'm glad it didn't bite a little kid.
I will post more pictures (no, not of my leg, I've tortured everyone long enough) of the rodeo. I love rodeo's, and the Strawberry Days Rodeo is double fun because they serve strawberries (duh!) and cream. It's truly the most heavenly feeling to be eating strawberries n'cream while watching manure covered bulls buck off sweaty cowboys. Plus you can scream as loud as you want and no one will tell you to be quite, maybe that's why Nate will never come with me. That or he's afraid his inner cowboy will emerge and the next thing he'll know is he's agreeing to ride a bull (which to his disappointment, I fully support).