- Really Early: Wake up and go pull rye or move pipe.
- 10:30ish AM: Come home and nap.
- The Rest of the Day: Call and prank cereal companies and/or do whatever we felt like. Also. CMT was on THE ENTIRE DAY.
- Karlee: Independence Day, Martina McBride.
- Christie: Tell Me I Was Dreaming, Travis Tritt.
- Katie: The Dance, Garth Brooks.
Years later, I began to h-a-t-e country music. No reason, really. My friend Lindsey and I decided it was lame and made a vow to disown it. I really don't think I listened for a good 3-4 years. Working on Virginia has changed all of that, though. It's like my soul was screaming for it as I was getting down and dirty with all the work the house has offered us. At first I almost felt guilty pressing play, but before I knew it I was singing right a long. Total bliss. Alabama, John Denver, Keith Urban...I need it all!
So thanks, Karlee and Katie for getting my love started. And Virginia, thanks for bringing me home.
I've NEVER considered myself a country music fan yet there's several songs on my mp3 running playlist that would expose me. Ya gotta admit... there's something very feel-good about country music. The "life sucks sometimes but just buck up and be happy" attitude is hard to resist.
ReplyDeleteChristie. I love this post. I knew you couldn't stay away from country forever. In honor of your new-found love, Katie and I would like you to join us for the Brad Paisley concert September 19th.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the shout out to all your cowgirl friends....
ReplyDeleteAaahhh. Summers in Newton. Don't forget Sunday afternoon croquet. I miss those days.
ReplyDeleteThis is all I have to say, "Tell me WHOOO wants to look back on these years..." (looking like farm animals.)
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