Can't wait for church fish fry, fire station chicken, corn dogs galore, elephant ears til vomit threatens to ruin the party, then spending at least a half a week's pay on beer tent tickets. I haven't entered the arm wrestling competition yet, but that's because I don't want people to start training harder, Rocky montage style, sensing my arrival.
And the most important part of it all; enjoying smiles, hugs, gut-crushing laughter and hardcore baby lovins with my friends and family for a whole weekend while celebrating the town that made us who we are. Or aren't (in a good way). Man...what a difference a year can make. I am one happy little hillbilly!
This should help you get in the mood to frolic!!
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