i've been waiting...

The tickets have been on the fridge for months... once in a while I'd unclasp them from their magnet and admire them, but simply walking past and seeing them makes me smile. But very soon... those tickets will be put to use. In fact, tonight. My husband is taking me to the PBR.

I'm not sure I ever glanced twice at a cowboy... until my son brought home a cowboy book from the library... and decided that he loved them. One day we happened across bull riding on TV, and we were hooked. Somewhere along the way though, I realized that he had moved on from the TV, and there I sat, still entranced. Camden has moved on from his red cowboy boots... and the song tells me not to let my baby grow up to be a cowboy... but I can't stop loving the sport! I think it is something about me that surprises people... that I am a bull riding fan. But I am, and I love when that cowboy completes his 8 second ride. I love these strong cowboys who do this for the love of it, and their true American spirit. I love their toughness... that an injury won't hold them back. When I think about it, I suppose it is funny... that this girl who loves the grace and elegance of figure skating also loves the toughest sport on dirt! But maybe the surprising things you learn about people are the things that make you smile...