Perhaps I'm still twelve. And by some strange mystery of science, I fastforwarded through twenty-some-odd years into my thirties. I don't know. But tonight I was feeling a little country. Oh TXas...how you are growing on me despite all my efforts to stay East Coast Citified. So anywho, I went onto Itunes because I was wanting to get my country on and see what sorts of tunes I could find.
And there it was. The Biebs and Rascal Flatts. Singing a song called "That Should Be Me" and I thought, yes, that should be me. Buying this song, that is. And so I did. And so I'm twelve because why else would I buy a song not just featuring the Biebs...no, my friends, Rascal Flatts take second billing to Mr. Justin Bieber. Wha????
I bought a few more songs to go along with said purchase..."Are You Gonna Kiss Me or Not". Uh, duh...it's pretty awesome is what it is. "Don't You Wanna Stay". Yes I do. I do want to stay. I don't know where, but I want to stay. That's all I know.
And then there was that one time I bought some Brad Paisley after my sister-in-law introduced me to his general stupendousness. So I bought a few of his songs that one time.
And next thing I know the Beibs is on my play list. But come on! Rascal Flatts and the Beibs people. I'm totally on board with that action.
Anyway, all this stuff didn't really really remind me of being twelve...thank heavens! That wasn't a good era for yours truly. Not one bit. But it did remind me of some of my younger years. Back in the day when I used to go country it up at the Palace with my girls and Adrienne saying, "Who owns the room?" And our obvious reply, "We do!" Because we did. I mean seriously we did. The Palace was, once upon a time, a dance club in Provo, UT. And folks, we were regulars on country night where we danced our little hearts out pretty much all night long.
Country swing dancing is pretty much the bomb. No really. You have no idea if you haven't done it. We had some serious fun back in the day. Oh to be twenty again, to be cute and perky and to stay up til all hours dancing it up with the cowboys or the wanna be cowboys.
You know, I'm starting to take a serious look at my life and think maybe this whole TXas cowboy thing was meant to be all along. Haha...maybe I'm not as East Coast city girl as I thought I was. But let's not admit that out loud. I mean, I'm still mostly just city girl. With a latent country girl side...who has a secret longing for a cowboy, a country tune or two, and a little bit of swing dancing on the side.
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