While in Texas, I took my kids to the rodeo!
For a while now I had been wanting to take them to a “real rodeo,” not just a PBR tour (that surprisingly does stop by in Toledo on occasion). I wanted my kids to experience the real deal, just like I did when I was a kid. The mutton busting, the calf roping, the barrel racing, the bronco riding… all of the fun things that are in a rodeo!
But you can’t go to a rodeo looking like a Northerner! So I perused the Nacogdoches thrift shops and was able to find belts, boots, and the like to make us Goodwill Cowboys (as opposed to Rhinestone Cowboys)….
My Half-Texans really looked like Texans, didn’t they? (I always stop by thrift shops in Texas, boots are so cheap!)
CAN’T. HANDLE. THE TEXAS CUTENESS!
(Sorry, I had to yell.)
The rodeo did not disappoint, and was declared one of the best things we did on this trip of ours. We hooped and hollar’d! We sang along to the country songs! We gasped in horror at cowboys thrown from bucking animals! We even walked away with a George Strait CD of some of his hits, two t-shirts and some other fun swag! It was a rootin’ tootin’ good time, y’all!
Oh! And just in case you were wondering… (and I quote) “The arena dirt here at the rodeo tonight is sponsored by Laird’s funeral home. They’ve got you covered.”
The announcer said that.
And my sister-in-law and I promptly DIED. Laughing that is. It’s a metaphor. And a pun, I suppose.
Well hello there stubborn bull.
Or should I say… well hello there cowboys? *wink*
If you haven’t been to a rodeo in a long time, or EVER, then what are you waiting for? It’s so much fun! Dress up like a cowpoke and get to your nearest one ASAP! We had a blast!