My best friend’s wedding was last weekend. This is the first time I’ve had a chance to write a post about it. This past week was one from HELL! But, I’d much rather talk about the wedding.
It was great. I had a ridiculous amount of fun. I’d really been looking forward to it and was a little worried that I’d hyped it up too much in my head but it lived up to my expectations. We took a livestock trailer from the wedding to the reception! In case you’re unaware, a livestock trailer is pulled by a semi! There were bales set up in it for us to sit on and coolers of alcohol. I admit, I was a little skeptical about it – I thought it would be cold and bumpy but it wasn’t at all.
I’m not usually a huge dancer because I suck at it but seeing as how I was in the wedding party, I was sorta obligated to dance the whole night (at least that’s what I told myself). Granted, I was drunk before we even had dinner so that probably helped my inhibitions. I got to dance with an ex-boyfriend of mine; I’d actually consider him my first love. We dated on and off all throughout high school. He’s engaged now and his fiance (who is a crazy headcase who’s faked two pregnancies – one that “ended” in abortion and the other that “ended” in a miscarriage; yes, he knows this and is marrying her anyway) was there of course. The dance was nice – we caught up on what the other had been doing since we saw each other last Then, at the end of the song he definitely slapped my ass. I was just thinking, “yeah, that’s right, I still got it.” 
After the dance we went to the nearest town that had an open bar and continued the party without the bride and groom. I eventually crashed at the bride’s parent’s house. The next day we met up at the reception hall to clean up and open gifts. That probably seems irrelevant but it was actually a highlight for me. It’s when I really got to hang out with the man of my dreams. He lives with my friend’s parents and has totally become part of their family (he met them because his soon-to-be-ex wife went to vet school with their other daughter). He is the biggest sweetheart. There’s three girls in my best friend’s family and all three swear they would snatch him up if they weren’t already married. He’s a farm boy, a hard worker, great with kids, comfortable in the kitchen, funny as heck, and smart. Smart is hard to find in a small town boy. He joked to my friend’s mom that she needed to have one more daughter for him. In high school I always complained that she should have had another son for me. Coincidence? I think not! Really though, nothing will ever happen with him. He’s still heartbroken over his wife leaving him and there’s no way I could compete with all the women who want him. But, sometimes it’s fun to let one’s mind wander…
My friend’s family says the song “Big Green Tractor” sums up this guy – a farm boy but romantic also. I had never heard the song before the bachelorette party but it’s my favorite at the moment. So, I just have to share the lyrics here. I can’t get enough of the song!
She had a shiny little beamer with the rag top down,
Sittin’ in the drive but she wouldn’t get out,
The dogs were all barking and wagging around,
And I just laughed and said yall get in,
She had on a new dress and she curled her hair,
She was looking too good not to go somewhere,
Said what you want to do baby I don’t care,
We can go to the show we can stay out here,
And I can take you for a ride on my big green tractor,
We can go slow or make it go faster,
Down through the woods and out to the pasture,
Long as I’m with you it really don’t matter,
climb up in my lap and drive if you want to,
Girl you know you got me to hold on to,
We can go to town but baby if you’d rather,
I’ll take you for a ride on my big green tractor,
Said we can fire it up and I can show you around,
Sit upon the hill and watch the sun go down,
When the fireflies are dancing and the moon comes out,
We can turn on the lights and head back to the house,
[ Jason Aldean Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
Or we can take you for a ride on my big green tractor,
We can go slow or make it go faster,
Down through the woods and out to the pasture,
Long as I’m with you it really don’t matter,
climb up in my lap and drive if you want to,
Girl you know you got me to hold on to,
We can go to town but baby if you’d rather,
I’ll take you for a ride on my big green tractor,
Just let me dust off the seat,
Mmmmmm put your pretty little arms around me,
Hell yeah,
You can climb up in my lap and drive if you want to,
Girl you know you got me to hold on to,
We can go to town but baby if you’d rather,
I’ll take you for a ride on my big green tractor,
Oh yeah yeah,
We can go to town,
Or we can go another round,
On my big green tractor.
