“Sweet Home Alabama”…the story of my life
Well ladies and gentlemen…Western Days weekend has finally rolled around. I think a good old fashioned, “YEEEEE HAW” is in order.
After speaking with my Dad on the phone last night, I’m wiggling around in my office chair like a school girl waiting for the 3:00 bell to ring. And it’s only 8:45 Friday morning. I’m just so excited!
Here’s a rundown of what’s going to happen this weekend:
– Elementary school kids tour the Confederate camp grounds and cook beans over an open fire.
– Football game
– Street dance on Highway 80 (which goes through the middle of town)
– Meeting of the officers at 9:00 a.m.
– Mom hosts a tea in our house for the women who have husbands fighting in the war
– Chili cook-off on the west side of the property
– Parade downtown
– Civil War battle at 2:00
– Miss Hallsville “pageant”
– Another street dance in my parents’ driveway
Now come on! Who would not be pumped about THAT lineup? On my previous post, most of you mentioned that I’m practically living Melanie Smooter’s life in the movie Sweet Home Alabama. It’s pretty darn close. Check out the trailer:
That’s me…small town girl in the big city. The Civil War re-enactment. Street dance. I didn’t know a Bobby Ray, but I did graduate with a Joe Bob. I never saw a baby in a bar. Probably because we had pasture parties…bars were too far away. Replace that coon dog with a blue heeler and you’ve got yourself a glimpse into the life of Lincee growing up.
Never fear. There will be photos taken to document this walk back in time. I will be posting Monday for your viewing pleasure.
Can. Not. Wait.