Back to my Roots

I thought it was time for a fun and thoughtless post. So, here you go. Every few months, I rediscover CMT. Today was that day, and what good timing it was. Tonight, I was mesmerized by a reality show about the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders. Talk about some drama. Whew! It was intense. Worse than a beauty pageant. Cheerleading try-outs always made me want to throw up, and I wanted to throw up for some of those girls tonight. Now I am watching a special about Garth Brooks' exclusive Wal-Mart box collection. Santa, if you're listening, I've been a good girl, and I think I deserve a little Garth. Take that back, a lot of GARTH! There's a sweet tribute to Chris LeDeux, an awesome and sorely missed cowboy, as well as a cover of the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band's "Fishin' in the Dark." Have I ever told you that is one of my absolute favorite country songs of all time? Well, it is. I love the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. I guess this sudden reconnection to all things country may in fact be due to the fact that I'M GOING TO MISSISSIPPI IN THE MORNING! I haven't been there since May, and I miss my family, and the multi-colored foliage, and even the way it smells. I'll never live there again, but whenever I go back there are certain things from my past that I forgot I love so much. Now, if you'll excuse me, The Dukes are on now.