I interrupt this blogging hiatus to bring you this…
Giggles with my giggle twin. It felt so good.
Corndogs, Coors light, wack-a-mole, mullets, the white man and the buffalo.
We rodeo-ed people, it’s sort of a tradition.
The wildest, richest rodeo in the west.
(ps this picture was taken probably 7 years ago, not last night. We are much tamer these days, you have to be when you have a 10month old, right?)
And if you need a little MJ in your ear, follow this mama-say, mama-saw, mama-mock-u-saw. RIP Mr. Jackson.
I think I will be listening and singing along all day.