It's my life

It's now or never

Luck, it ain't enough, you gotta make your own breaks

In my Aunt Diane's words "Bon Jovi rocks!" Seriously, the concert was so high-energy. I don't know how else to describe it. I went to the concert with a sore throat, and its only worse now from all my screaming.

The rodeo was pretty danged entertaining too - I'm becoming a regular redneck, going to the rodeo three times this month! Even Aunt Di was sounding a little Texan, she was commenting on the scoring of the Bull Riders. (i.e. "That guy definitely deserved more than 70 points"). We were sitting so close (four rows from the stocks where the cowboys get on their horses or bulls) I could smell the horses (obviously, since they gave me a lovely allergic reaction). All I have to say is this: cowboys are sexy. I mean really, up close, they still are just sexy.

Now my guests are gone. Sigh. Its too quiet.