Gone Country, Back to My Roots.

A couple of weeks ago I went to my cousin Marne’s wedding.

Somewhere on Farm-to-Market Road Something, somewhere outside of Nacogdoches, Texas.

That was a good, good day, and I’ll tell you why:

One. I went by myself. I’m not always a fan of being by myself. But sometimes…..sometimes…….being able to blare Def Leppard on my Premium Sound System just feels so right. I mean, we paid extra for that Premium Sound System, and it just sits there underutilized most of the time, just waiting patiently for the moment it gets to show me what it was created to do.

And I get tired of Action Bible Songs and such. I’m sorry, Lord forgive me and bless the starving pygmies in Africa, but sometimes I just need a break from Action Bible Songs and such. Sometimes I just want to blare Ted Nugent or Ratt or something with a Parental Advisory sticker on the front of it or Robert Earl Keen singing something inappropriate for the kids to hear, on my Premium Sound System….. but not when the kids are in the car. Which is always.

And sometimes I just want to drive. If hubby had been along for the ride, I would have had to be the passenger. Because everyone knows real men do the driving, and hubs is nothing if not a real man. And sometimes I just don’t want to be the passenger.

Two. Weddings…..I can’t help it, I just love ’em. I always cry. I try to pretend I’m not a cryer and I just have something in my eye, but I can’t help it…I don’t care whose wedding it is, I get choked up at some point. Its just so sweet, that blissful optimism of the young couple in love….

Three. It was a gorgeous day. The perfect spring day for a wedding. About 72 degrees, sunny with a breeze…

Four. Nacogdoches County. I just love Nacogdoches County. It is, seriously, the most gorgeous countryside in the whole entire universe. I drive through NC, and feel this tug, like this is where I belong…..I have roots there. And I want to live there someday.

I even called hubs on the way to the wedding and shrieked into the phone, “OH MY GOSH THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PLACE IN THE WHOLE WORLD I WANT TO LIVE HERE!!”….or something like that.

I’m pretty sure he didn’t pay attention; he’s been tuning out my telephone shriekings for the past eleven years.

I wish I had snapped a few pictures of some of the fabulous farm houses and beautiful ranch estates I passed along the way, BUT, and I know this will come as a huge shock to those of you who know me well, I was running late that day and had to speed to get there on time. So there was no time to pause and snap pictures….you’ll just have to take my word for it.

But I did get some pictures at the wedding, and some after the wedding when I had a little more time to meander around with no particular time schedule.

And I’ll post them all at a later date, but for now, I’ll leave you with just this one because this post has already rambled on long enough….