I love the Fourth of July! I love to see the stores with red, white and blue decorations, t-shirts, the bbq displays, an abundance of hot dog buns on the store shelves....it means we're getting ready to really have a good time, we're getting ready to party. I had no idea what was in store for me the evening of July 4th, 2008.
I had spent the day on top of the Peak vehicle (sister radio station with Tammy Oakland) in the Monument parade. My little girl was with her grandparents in North Carolina so I was totally alone. I decided to call a guy I had been on a couple of dates with...Chad. He answered and I expected to just talk...he invited me to a dance with him that night. "I'll meet you there", I told him. "No, No I'll meet you in the parking lot of the Fuel B in Ellicott off Highway 94". "Ok, I say", and I quickly threw on some jeans, boots, perfume, brushed my hair and I was off. Driving out past some of the farms and fields, I'm starting to think....uh, what am I doing?
Well, I met him there and we drove and drove and drove so far EAST that I thought he was taking me home to Oklahoma. He drove dozens of dozens of miles to come and get me to take me to his home town of Karval, CO. It was a fourth of July dance in the garage of the fire station. There was a local musician, kids, dogs, older people, younger people, dads dancing with daughters, moms and sons, cousins etc. I was hooked. I was so taken that he would drive all that way, risk inviting me into his life a short month after meeting. It worked and from that moment on we've not been apart. That night we danced and danced. I felt so alive! So Chad wants our first song at our wedding reception to be Brad Paisley's "We Danced".

NOW, you know why I LOVE the fourth of July. Bring on the Fireworks! All kinds of them!