Okay, so maybe some of you have wondered why my blog is called Where the Green Grass Grows, allow me to explain. I am a huge Tim McGraw fan. My husband and I listen to his music a lot and many of his songs remind me of great times being with him and our girls. "Where the Green Grass Grows" is one of those songs. It is us. We love where we live and we are blessed to have a good life.
The songs says:
"I'm gonna live where the green grass grows
watch my corn pop up in rows
every night be tucked in close to you
raise our kids where the good Lord's blessed
point our rockin' chairs towards the west
And plant our dreams where the peaceful river cools
Where the green grass grows"
Last Friday, Tim sang that song to us and it was also the day that we actually laid sod at our house. We finally really do have green grass! (Those of you who have been to our new house have probably wondered why I named my blog this when all I had was DIRT for a lawn!)
So, it was a great day! I got to see Tim in concert with the loves of my life--and go home to where the green grass really does grow--truly and metaphorically!
Tay and Dyl were great help!
My husband is one of the hardest working people that I have ever met! He is an amazing guy!
My mother-in-law came over to help as well as a couple of our neighbors. Notice my red rocking chairs--I love them! And they really do point to the west!
Finishing up! The front lawn is done after many nights of building a rock wall, putting in a sprinkler system and preparing for sod. And this great guy did it all!
Dyl's first concert! And Tay's first time at Tim McGraw! She has been so sad the last few times that we have gone to see him without her!
Jason Aldean opened for Tim. I must say, he was pretty good. We had great seats!
Here we all are! It was a really nice night, but I was fried! I forgot to put on sunscreen (but I did get it on the girls) while we were laying sod. I got a pretty bad burn.
McGraw '08 necklaces as souveniers!
Not the greatest video, Tim was much better in person! (By the way, it is NOT me who you can hear singing. The incredibly drunken girls sitting in front of us sang horribly LOUD)