Trucks, Luke Bryan and Mud

..oh my!

Sorry I had to.

I don't think this comes as a huge surprise but,

brace yourselves,

I'm just not a huge city person.

I mean I was raised in the horse capital of the World for God's sakes.

Needless to say, after high school I WAS in need of a change of scenery,

hence the move to the four-oh-seven, otherwise known as the wonderful city of Orlando.

Traffic.

Tourists.

Casey Anthony. Trayvon Martin.

Yeah, my mom calls me three times a day just to ensure I wasn't

a) shot at a gas station b) mugged in a Target parking lot or

c) in another fender bender on I-4. 

This place is a hot mess and a half. 

That is why this past weekend came as kind of a shocker.

Friday we went to a truck pull.

A truck pull, for you non-southerners, is when two trucks
back their tailgates up to one another (sounds kinda dirty!)
and then attach a pull rope and see which truck pulls the most
for a total of 3 rounds.
Wow. 
Actually typing that out and then reading it makes it sound....
really stupid actually! Ha!

Saturday we saw the sex kitten himself

LUKE BRYAN

in concert.
Pretty sure Whitney and Kate already staked a claim
on him but can I be third in line ? Mmmk thanks. :)

Thompson Square and FGL weren't half bad either!
But Luke Bryan was aaaa-mazing.
This man was wonderful.
So wonderful that I wasn't even paying attention to
the massive girl fight that went on behind me.
Ughh. NEXXXTTT.

Highlights include but are not limited to:
Muckalee Creek Water intro:

Luke pulling moonshine out of his piano
(well, that's a new trick)
and his cover song Dirt Road Diary:

Best concert ever :)

Well, right up there with Kenny/Tim and Eric Church at least.

Then by Sunday, my body was in Bud Light shock
so when we went to the mud race (Oh, you thought
this post couldn't possibly get any more redneck? It just did.)
I made an executive decision to switch to mimosas.

After about 10 of those, I still wasn't grasping the concept
of the race and Bryan was getting irritated
with all of the questions sssoooooo
 so we decided to walk around and snap pics of the gigantic trucks.
*Note: If your boyfriend is in the market for a new truck,
it is probably best not to partake in events that involve monster trucks
on 44" tires.  "LOOK BABE THIS ONE IS FOR SALE!"
No. You're not parking that in the driveway.
Ever.

So that was my little weekend update!
But honestly ? Where WAS I this past weekend ?
No wayyyyy this was the same city that I was just
cursing on my ride home from work sitting in bumper to bumper traffic.
Or that I have to practically ask for a store associate who speaks English.
Maybe I'll stay a few more years?!
No. This weekend wasn't that good.
We're still definitely planning an exit strategy :)

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