Sitting over a Bull!

This title seems like it might be a joke or a pun but let me assure you, it is the truth.  Last night we took the kids to the RODEO!  This was not just a small town, poe dunk rodeo.  This was a bonafied Pro Rodeo!   And when I say we were "sitting over a BULL"  I mean it.  Our seats were right over the bull pen.

This is the view looking under our seats!

They look fairly tame but when the time came...Shoot howdy!

I think that middle one is "mad doggin me"

I told Dave that it was exhilarating to be so close to that much muscle and power.   And the bulls weren't have bad either!!  Hahahaha!  You gotta keep the man happy, remember? 

These are my rodeo "boots".  Once I discovered that the bull pen was below me, I was paranoid that I would drop one of my "boots" and then I'd NEVER hear the end of it from Dave. 

The rodeo started out with the classic...Mutton Busting!  So cute.  Some of those kids didn't know what hit them, but there were a few that might have a real shot at the "big dance".

This kids got dumped pretty quick.  Go lamb, go!

They had bare back bucking broncos.  Say that fast 3 times!  These horses were ready to buck!  Before they opened the gates, they were kicking the sides and rearing up on their hind legs.  You couldn't pay me enough $$$ to get me on one of those things!  My back hurt just looking at them. 

We learned all kinds of stuff about rodeo rules like, the cowboys feet have to come up to a certain height on the horse each time the horse bucks, or they get disqualified.  The cowboy's shoulders have to touch the back of the horse, in other words, he has to basically lay down while the horse is bucking him.  Crazy!!
And of course, he can only hang on with one hand...for 6 seconds, which doesn't seem like a lot but...

Then came the bull riding:  Sorry the pictures are blurry but those dang bulls wouldn't stop for a photo.

That green and black blur is a cowboy on top (momentarily) of a bull!!  He didn't last long!

Another blur with a bull!!

No cowboy or animal was hurt in the making of this blog.  No blood and guts.  Just good old fashioned American fun!  And speaking of American, if you ever want to get a kick of American Pride, just go to a rodeo!!  Those cowboys are very patriotic!  They are not ashamed to live in this great country!!  They don't apologize for who we are or what we stand for.

God bless America!!!

Reading Glasses

So, a couple of years ago, Dave discovered that he needed reading glasses.  He has been wearing them ever since and has a pair of them in almost every room in the house.  He buys them at the dollar store, which is fine, except that he has almost no fashion sense and to top it off, he doesn't care that he has no fashion sense.  It's the rest of the family that has to walk around with him looking weird.  His theory is, "I don't have to look at me!"   Yes, that's right, but we have to look at you, honey.

Much to my chagrin, he came home with a pair of shiny gold rimmed, round glasses (see photo below).  You know, the kind that people wore in the eighties!  Now I know that styles come and go, and then come around again, but thankfully some styles have the good sense to never see the light of day a second time.

The Fashion-less Glasses

They don't look so horrible in the picture but trust me folks, it's NOT a pretty picture!

Since being "shamed" into never wearing those gold things anywhere except in the closet, he has agreed to let me choose his glasses for him.  We can still find them at the dollar store, but they need to wife approved.

Side by side comparison...Old man vs. distinguished man

Now on to the sad part of this blog...

I recently discovered that I need reading glasses too!  I bought a couple from the dollar store, which were promptly stolen/borrowed by Amanda.  Then I saw these cute ones at The Wal Mart (like Larry the Cable Guys calls it).  I figure as long as I'm slipping down that slippery slope of aging, I might as well do it with some cuteness involved.  Right?

Today was their maiden voyage to church.  Yup, I did it!  I actually wore them in Public.  I wore them during Sunday School so that I could see my scriptures, but I sat on the very back row, so as to not bring attention to myself and my new "jewelry". 

I guess it was inevitable, but I am not liking it, not one little bit!
Don't get me started on my GRAY HAIR!!!

The Hit

 

For our date night this week, Dave and I scored tickets for a play at the Hale Center Theater.  I love going to plays, especially if they are funny.  We didn't know anything about this play but we thought we'd give it a whirl and it turned out to be really good!

This theater is set up as a theater "in the round" that is very small and intimate, almost like you've been invited into a friends living room, after dinner to watch them put on a great show.  

The actors were amazing, the script was funny and intriguing, the atmosphere was cozy, and the building was...well...let's just say that Dave had to take off his "fire man hat" when he went in.  His boss warned him not to look around too carefully but it's too ingrained in him to NOT look around and see the hazards.  Fortunately, we were seated on an isle so we knew that we would be able to get out if we needed to.  

Anyway, we had a great time.  Another great date!!