Music Monday 8 | What’s Your Country Song

Thomas Rhett’s new single, What’s Your Country Song, oozes nostalgia. If you were one of the lucky ones to grow up in a small country town, this song may very well elicit feelings of joy and warmth as you pull from those memories made. On repeat, this song brought all the feels which led me down a photo rabbit hole. I pulled a few for the slideshow below (swipe left if viewing from a phone) that I’m sure only my mama will appreciate.

Music brings back memories that can quickly turn to smiles and tears. Music is a universal language that speaks to all.

Go ahead, hit play on the song and start rummaging through your old photos for a trip down memory lane.

Enjoy. ❤

“What’s Your Country Song”

Did you grow up on a tractor
Did your daddy let you drive
Are you whiskey bent and hell bound
Even though your mama tried
Did you cruise down a backroad
With your dixieland delight
Are you on the chattahoochee
On a barefoot blue jean night

Everybody got a small town anthem
Everybody got a story to tell
Everybody got a hallelujah
Everybody been through a little hell
When you’re rolling down a little two lane highway
And you turn your radio on
Tell me which one hits you baby
Yeah what’s your country song
Yeah what’s your country song

Do your exes live in Texas
Are you so lonesome you could cry
Are you heartbroke cause you know
That ain’t your truck in her drive
Are your friends all in low places
Underneath the neon moon
Are you already country
Back when country wasn’t cool

Everybody got a small town anthem
Everybody got a story to tell
Everybody got a hallelujah
Everybody been through a little hell
When you’re rolling down a little two lane highway
And you turn your radio on
Tell me which one hits you baby
Yeah what’s your country song
Yeah what’s your country song

Who’s your strawberry wine
What’s your family tradition
What makes you turn it up, makes you raise your cup every time you listen

Everybody got a small town anthem
Everybody got a story to tell
Everybody got a hallelujah
Everybody been through a little hell
When you’re rolling down a little two lane highway
And you turn your radio on
Tell me which one hits you baby
Yeah what’s your country song
Yeah what’s your country song

Just Flockin’ Around

Summer 2019 is when it began. The Flamingo FandomFlocking Fiasco.  Whatever you want to call it, I am here for it.

We were sitting around having a few beverages with Tyree and Cole when the random topic of flamingos came up, and just like that, an idea was hatched, a secret order of Flamingo’s was made and the wait began.

It wasn’t until three months later when an invitation to meet Cole and Tyree in Benson for a Husker watch party provided us a window of opportunity to flock their yard.   Wait… Husker watch party?

Y’all.  Clint never turns down an opportunity to heckle Husker fans.

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Once in Benson, we enjoyed plenty of food and drink, where Clint flawlessly sprinkled flamingo jargon into conversations without anyone suspecting a thing.  Our three month plan was coming to an end, and with one Husker loss and a lost bet later, we made our way home knowing T&C were in for a fun surprise.

And so, Fall 2019, the flocking tradition was born.

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Two months later, Tyree and I found ourselves wanting to spread some cheer to Tracy who had been recovering from surgery, and on 6:30am on December 1st, we made it happen.

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And then we waited.

Surely she’d post on social media? Or suspect us and send a text.

But we got nothing. 

By that evening we brought her sister into the secret.

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December 2nd:

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So, we send her some flamingo memes instead.  You know… make her think a little.  Keep her on her toes.   That’s what good friends do, right?

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The memes went back and forth for a while before she finally got it.

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Let me detour here for a moment and draw your attention back to the Benson scene and the lost bet.

First rule at the party?  Never bet Clint.  Stakes are high.  And in this case, the loser of the bet won a Hawkeye tattoo.  And four months later, it was time for that Husker fan to pay up.

It just so happens that Tyree was coordinating a surprise party for Cole-man as he had just graduated nursing school, so the tattoo and a fun night out with friends served as the perfect front.

Ty got the tat:

Cole got the surprise:

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Back to this flamingo business.

2020 brought a surprise marriage and new last name for Tracy, so mid-March at the start of the pandemic, we ambushed her again wearing very reliable COVID gear and shooters of whiskey.

A Surprise Wedding Shower, COVID style.

…And the bish had the audacity to ignore our FaceTime from her driveway.

In the end, we got her.  Half-showered and all.

#blushingbride

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Cheers!

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This ambush quickly turned into another flocking adventure, with Jamie as the target.

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6 hours later… Jamie turned the tables:

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Then COVID really hit the fan.  Clint and I passed the time with card parties with our quarantined buddies and the occasional icing of unsuspecting friends.

Spreading Cheer when the Pirtles are near.

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August came around, as did Tyree and I’s 40th.  I guess we’ve made our mark with the flamingo nonsense.

Rolling with it.

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Back to flocking yards again.  It takes time and patience.  Arrangements had been made for an October girls trip to Weston, MO, and so a full year after the first flocking, our pink friends found their new nesting place at Jessica’s.

Slight derail when we found Luke home working on the house, but we forged ahead anyway.  And when the two folks who were helping with the home projects asked what the flamingos meant, we told them Luke was a swinger, hopped in the truck, and moved along for Luke to navigate that one.

😉

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Weston was windy and filled with a ridiculous number of people, but we found ourselves good food and drinks and of course, enjoyed the good company.

We didn’t exactly think this flocking through as Jess rode home with us on Sunday morning.  As we were rolling into her driveway she noticed the flamingo’s, but ever so smoothly I blurted out:

“TRACY!  That sneaky bish!”

Since Tracy was unable to join us that weekend, she became the perfect person to blame. Next Jess would text Tracy and it would become a thing

… oh this was going to be good!

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And the tale of the traveling Flamingo Flock continues…

Cheers!

Reese’s Cookie Bars

I love all the November vibes. Rich colors, crisp air, the start of Holiday conversations. For me, November marks the beginning of Fall. September is just an extended summer, October is Halloween, but November? She brings to us a season of thanksgiving in all her beautiful tones.

Of course she also brings the below, which really is a point of discussion, but I can’t seem to get her to sit down to hash it out, so here we are.

In the dark.

I wanted to send a treat out to the shop , which landed me on No. 2 Pencil’s recipe for Red, White & Blue M&M Cookie Bars. To give the dessert it’s fall vibe, I called in Reese’s Pieces and Reese’s mini cups as reinforcements.

You can find the original recipe here, but will share my twist below. I was told by the hubs that the slightly undercooked middle pieces would pair well with some ice cream. I wouldn’t be surprised to hear they made this happen.

Ingredients

  • 2 sticks of butter, room temperature
  • 1 cup granulated sugar
  • 1 cup firmly packed brown sugar
  • 3 large eggs
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 3 cups of all-purpose flour
  • 3/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 3/4 teaspoon salt
  • Reese’s Pieces
  • Reese’s Mini Cups

Instructions

  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
  2. Spray a 9×13 baking dish with nonstick spray
  3. Beat butter, granulated sugar, and brown sugar together until fluffy.
  4. Add eggs and vanilla extract.
  5. Add flour, baking soda, and salt until combined.
  6. Stir in your desired amount of Reese’s Pieces, reserving some for topping.
  7. Transfer to 9×13 baking dish.
  8. Press additional Reese’s Pieces and Reese’s Mini Cups into top of cookie dough.
  9. Bake 30 to 35 minutes on oven rack in lower third of oven.
  10. Let cool completely and cut.

Cheers!

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Lordy Lordy, Look Who’s 40

I’m lucky enough to share the same birthday month and year with one of my favorites. With only 13 days a part, we celebrated turning 40 with what we know best… motorcycles, sunshine, cold beverages, friends, and fun.

With Tyree turning 40 on the 16th and me on the 29th, we split the difference and pulled together a float trip on August 22nd with a few friends and family.

Tubing and Adventures always the gracious hosts, we set out on a 5.5 hour floating excursion down the Elkhorn River.   Sunshine, cold drinks, great crew of friends and fam… it was a solid day!

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Thanks be to COVID-19, my office is still working almost entirely remote with 50% staff working in the office, at 25% capacity each day for the month of August and September.  You get that?  Ya… no need.  Anyway, my SP team with a few chosen ringleaders made my week by having my office decorated for the 1 day I was there.  What a fun staff they are. 🙂

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The eve of my actual birthday I had the opportunity to meet my cousin Dan for a sushi lunch in the Old Market.  It’s a standard location for us when he comes to town on business or a family visit.  Kayla popped by later that afternoon with the gift of Eileen’s.  Low and behold the husband would also arrive later that evening with another round of Eileen’s.  I guess they know the way to my heart.

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And then came August 29th. 

The official

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 I woke up to a house and Jeep decorated by two adorable birthday elves who go by the names of Tyree and Jessica and breakfast with the hubs who also spent half his morning cleaning my motorcycle (bless). 

 

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Clint, Cole, Tyree and I spent the remainder of the afternoon on two-wheels with a pit-stop at Keg Creek Brewery and dinner at Whiskey Springs

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There may have been some adolescent nonsense thrown in for good measure because if there is one thing I want to take away from this life, it’s that I don’t forget to have fun along the way.  When I am 100 I want to look back at the memories I don’t remember and see that I had a damn good time living this incredible life of mine.

Cheers to 40!

 

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