We're Redneck Like That

I've been sleeping on the couch lately. Sad, but true. I can't get comfortable in the bed and I could sense Honeybun was getting a little agitated with my constant snoring, moaning, groaning and frequent trips to the bathroom. I decided the best thing to do to save our marriage would be to relocate. In all actuality it's a good move for both of us.

Each morning at 6:00 am when the alarm clock starts going off, I roll off of the couch and head to the bedroom where I sneak in some cuddle time with HB (cue the awww, how sweet). This morning was no different. We were both being lazy, neither one making a move to shower first when we heard it on the radio, "Be aware of all the tractors out there today." Honeybun and I looked at each other and exclaimed, "It's Tractor Day. Oh no! We'll never make it to work on time!"

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, today's Tractor Day at my alma mater.



Does anyone else have the overwhelming urge to sing Kenny Chesney's "Where I Come From" song?



P.S. I know the pictures aren't that great, but what do you expect? Traffic was actually moving this morning & it's hard to click and shoot when hanging out the window (and driving) a car cruising at 45 mph.