Last week I found myself saying, “I like the smell of horses.” Yep, those words actually came out of my mouth. My friend, who I was with at the time, looked at me strangely. I don’t blame her ;) I had to seriously contemplate why I would even think of that statement, let alone say it. Cause seriously, does anyone like the smell of horses?
It finally occurred to me why I would say such a thing. See in college, my podunk Idaho college, their weren’t a lot of sports, but their sure were a lot of Rodeos. I don’t think that you can live in Idaho for 4 years and not leave without a love for cowboys and country music. And we all know how much I love country music, remember Garth Brooks?! Yea!
So I’m not surprised that when I heard the National Western Stock Show was in town, that I found myself really wanting to go.
It was a great time! The kids even enjoyed themselves.
We got ourselves lost, but discovered new furry friends.
Ethan even got to sleep with the pigs.
So do I really like the smell of Horses? It might have been more appropriate to say that I miss Idaho. But that’s really not true. I guess I meant that I am fond of the memories that I made there. I’m glad when little reminders of the rodeo days role into town every once in a while.
