Rodeo. That's what that says up there. Just in an excited sort of way.
So, like, three weeks ago now, Brandi and I continued our search for her a cowboy husband. And what better place than the biggest rodeo in the world?
There was bull riding, there were clowns, and mutton bustin'! But first, a fair!
A fair in Texas means rides and games:
It means good food:
More specifically, it means fried stuff:
Oh yes. We did. What looks like corn dogs with mayonnaise there on the bottom left, (I love them dang things) is actually one order fried snickers and one order fried cookie dough. When I order the cookie dough, I was picturing something more like the size of a small hush puppy. That is not what I got.
Also, never eat those things. You will only just barely be able to eat cotton candy an hour or so later at the actual rodeo.
Of course I ate cotton candy, too. It's a rodeo! Rodeos mean cotton candy to me. Mal knows why!
Okay, inside jokes aren't fair. It's not really so much a joke. We used to help her dad make the cotton candy at the Jasper rodeo. Good times. Sweaty and sticky, yes. But good.
I used Brandi's fancy schmancy lense to get some pictures of the events at the rodeo:
And the main event, Zach Brown Band!
The stage rotated, which was fun for me since all my pictures didn't have to look the same!
I don't know what song they were playing here, but they sure were having a good time!
And so were we!
And this picture I just like cause of the way the lights are going different ways. Interesting leading lines and stuff:
Anybody else a fan of the rodeo? Maybe I'll see you there next year!