I wrote about how I went to my first rodeo.
How a lot of people were dressed like they were going to a club. (Seriously. Short skirts. Tiny shirts. HEELS?!)
How no one wanted to SIT. There were constantly people wandering around.
I also couldn't get good photos as I don't know what I'm doing with my camera.
There was an injury. A guy fell off his horse. He was knocked out and had to be carried away.
"Doesn't this remind you of the book The Longest Ride by Nicholas Sparks?" I asked Tom.
"Um. No?" he answered because he doesn't like to read.
It was interesting. And I figured out one reason why people moved around often: there were refreshments. I'd have bought some nachos, but I didn't want to pay the crazy price for them.
In between the rodeo segments, there are shows. This family of small girls came out and did tricks on horses.
Who decides, "I want to learn to hang off my horse in a dangerous way?"
Natalie liked their outfits.
At one point, they had all the children come out and try to pull a ribbon off a tiny cow. Or a bull. Something small. Natalie and her cousin went. Tommy went, "No way," because, you know, too many people.
Natalie and her cousin were out there somewhere:
It occurred to me after they had gone, that they could possibly be crushed.
They weren't. And they didn't get the ribbon.
In the end, it was fun. I was cold though. It was an indoor rodeo, and they blasted the AC. But I get cold easily. It's why I wear jeans in 90 degree temperatures because I worry that a store or a restaurant will have their AC on full blast.
We went to the Mesquite Pro Rodeo, which is around the Dallas area.
I'm amazed at the things these people do. I'd worry I'd break my neck.
I'd go to another rodeo.
Have you been to one?