Live, laugh, love...

Lorenzo took me to the Rodeo! We watched the barrel racing and bull riding and ouch! The mutton busters! I can't help but think that whoever decided to load up little kids on sheeps' backs and then have the sheep take off so the kid gets a mouthfull of manure was thinking that maybe it builds character.
I heard from Lorenzo all about how we would not have cowboys, had it not been for Mexicans, and I saw amazing stuff done on horses tonight.
Then Clay Walker appeared, and, despite the hoarse throat everyone's had in the last few weeks, sang so many of my favorite songs. He's blossomed into quite an entertainer from the performer he was when I was eighteen. I did not know he was from here. He jumped right off the nifty rotating stage to kick around in the manure a while. I'll bet he's a former mutton buster.
Down in Texas we like our cowboys, from big city bankers to the small town plowboys...everyone needs love.