Country Girl

I don't know what it is about this time of the year. But it makes the the country girl in me come out. Lauren and I were talking about it the other day while we were driving around. Its the time of the year when I have nothing but country music playing in my jeep, especially Sugarland.

I had started to compile bits and pieces of lyrics that remind me of home, high school, and a younger me. But I after finding 4 songs that really bring me back, I realized something... they all had to do with one of the following:

* drinking in fields
* friday night football games
* mudding in trucks
* small towns where everyone knows who you are

As much as I always complained about living in the middle of nowhere, I really did (still do) love it. Its nice now because I live in Erie, so I get my taste of the small city life, but when I go home (which I did this past weekend) I get to go back to the country. I get to go back to the bars where I can drink for free because everyone misses me, I get to run into people that I've known since I was five, I get to dodge Amish buggies on Sunday when they are racing up the road.

When I was younger I used to have friends over during the summer for fires and swimming. The girls would stay and we'd camp out in tents in the backyard. The guys would sneak back over by driving their 4-wheelers over and parking them right off of the dirt road and meeting us in the middle of the woods. I don't know if my parent's ever found out about the guys sneaking over. It would be kind of hard for them not too, but they never said anything about it. I almost brought it up to my mom this weekend actually. You know, those silly little things that you bring up once you're old enough not to get in any trouble for... I should do that next time I'm home. I'm sure if they didn't know what we did, they'd get a chuckle out of it now.

I think I'm going to go and try to fall asleep listening to some Sugarland
... I'm afraid that I will always be a country