There's a little country in me, you see.
I mean, I'm not a wear-Wranglers-and-big-buckles-and-a-hat all the time kind of a country girl, but I tell you, as much as my heart is a little bit Hispanic, it's also a little bit country. I went to a horse-back riding camp in 8th grade and then got hooked. Started taking lessons, bought a hourse, and then began working at a ranch, first just grooming and saddling and blanketing horses and then learning how to train them. Recently I've been working on becoming a vet, too. (Not really, but read number 7 on this list to find out why.)
And in high school I started listening to country music on my way to work because they played more music and did less talking, and I can't stand morning shows with lots of talking. So it was natural that, in college, when a friend invited me to go country dancing at The Sundance in Fort Collins, CO, I was completely and totally in. I already knew a bunch of line dances from a local place we went at home, but at the Sundance I learned lots more- and got into the two-step and a whole lot of country swing. We loved it. We loved it so much that, one night, when it was so crowded that we couldn't get in, we went to a friend's house, moved all the furniture, and danced in the living room. And then I graduated and came home, and haven't been country dancing for years.
Until Saturday night.
And it was a ton of fun, and reminded me that I should find time to go more often.