Monday rolls around again...

It tends to do that every week doesn't it?

If you are a facebook friend or a Twitter follower you already know that I had a HOT date this weekend.

ManOfTheHouse took me out to a concert - and then we followed that up with dinner and dancing.

yes, seriously...  my sisters-in-law who have known ManOfTheHouse since he was practicing the deacon two-step can stop laughing now...

The Concert?

okay, so it was Veggie Teen's band performing poolside at the community center.  They're pretty amazing though and I fully enjoyed it.

The Dinner/Dancing?

ummm...  let's just say that it was an event titled "The Hootenanny Hoedown"...

Hey, don't kill the messenger - I didn't name it!

A few of our older friends got married awhile back - and decided to throw this lovely party in lieu of a reception...

I debated what kinds of illnesses would keep me away gracefully but allow me to show up at church the next day... but eventually I just gave in and got dressed.  Nothing special, not even an ounce of plaid.

M, however, went all out.

and we ate...  I think it was all cooked in a dutch oven... which makes for delicious cobblers, but very greasy meat.

and listened to a little country music.  Thumbs up for me - I actually knew a song or two...  because ManOfTheHouse made me watch that Walk the Line movie...

but did you know that "All my exes live in Texas" is an actual song and NOT just a joke people make about Country Music?  Yeah, okay - you did?  Now I do too...  go figure.  As far as I know though - that joke about what you get when you play Country Music backward is still just humor...  isn't it?  (you know... y'get yer truck back, y'get yer hat back... etc...)

hey... trust me, it's funnier in person.

and we danced... well, we tried to dance...  and by "we" I actually do mean that I got into it as well, but there is no photographic evidence of my boot-scootin'-boogie.  Sad day for you.

line dancing?  kinda like Zumba... I felt uncoordinated all over again - and put it in the list of things I'm pretty sure my doctor doesn't want me doing. (Have I ever told you guys my Zumba story?)

and then the eating and dancing caught up with me...  and we left - driving quickly so I could get home before "succumbing to the urge" - yeah, well, I knew I should have stayed home in the first place!