May We All

May we all get to grow up in a red, white, and blue little town
Get a won’t start, hand me down Ford to try to fix up
With some part time cash from drivin’ a tractor
Find a sweet little thang, wears your ball cap backwards
Kinda place you can’t wait to leave but nobody does
‘Cause you’d miss it too much

May we all get to see those fields of green turn gold
Watch a marching band play with the harvest moon comin’ up
And know that fifteen minutes of famous
Ain’t gonna be what makes us or breaks us but
We’ll all be watchin’ the TV the day that it comes

May we all do a little bit better than the first time
Learn a little somethin’ from the worst times
Get a little stronger from the hurt times
May we all get to have a chance to ride the fast one
Walk away wiser when we crashed one
Keep hopin’ that the best one is the last one
Yeah, you learn to fly, and if you can’t, then you just freefall

May we all know that nothin’ ain’t cool ’til you wear the new off
The sound of a quarter rollin’ down the jukebox
Play the Travis Tritt right above the 2Pac
‘Fore you get lost down some road
Slow rollin’ with the top off the back of a Bronco
Buy a cold sixer with a cashed in lotto
She’s smilin’ with her hair blowing out the window
Where you ’bout to go?
Yeah, you learn to fly, if you can’t, then you just freefall
May we all

~Tim McGraw

When I was about 13 years old, my dad had this old, restored, 1986 Chevy pickup truck. He would let me drive it around the back 40 acres. I thought I was the shit, driving that thing around there, by myself. That’s what I learned to drive in. When I was 16, I got a new car. I loved that old blue Chevy pickup, though. I called her “Ol’ Blue”.

It’s cooler, today. Only around 63 degrees, but it’s sunny. I just finished vacuuming the stairs, and washing the wall all alongside them. The kids get that wall covered in fingerprints and, Lord only knows, what else.

I’m hoping that Adam will be home in time to grill chicken for us, this evening. I’m going to make a summery style pasta salad. It’s got tri color (white, green, and orange) spiral noodles, olive oil, bread crumbs, bell pepper, onion, and tomato in it. Everybody’s been asking for more honey cornbread. So, I’m going to go ahead and make that, too.

Last night, as Adam and I were getting ready to take our shower, he smacked my ass a couple times. Normally, I’d know it was playful silliness. It hurt, though. I told him so. Then, he asked me about something. He was questioning me about something that I did not do, and I told him so. I got a little frustrated and overwhelmed, and I started to cry. I asked him if that was why he spanked me so hard? He put his arms around me, pulled me into his chest, and told me he believed me. He said he was sorry, he didn’t mean to make it hurt. Then, he asked me if I wanted him to show me how much it could hurt? I told him absolutely not! Later, when we went to bed, he made love to me. He held me in his arms all night, too. I could tell that he felt bad, for making me feel bad, over something I didn’t do.

It’s been a good day today. We’ve been our goofy selves. He ended up taking an extra day off work, so we can leave for Kansas a little sooner. I’ve got Pj tomorrow, and then we leave for Kansas, Thursday. We’re bringing Oliver with us, because he can be a handful. Diesel is staying here, with Jackie. He’s super easy. Just let him out to pee once in awhile, and put some food in his bowl, twice a day. Maybe some pats in the head, and back scratches, but otherwise, he’s not a very needy dog.

Jackie just came upstairs, for lunch. I’m going to go sit with her.