He’s on the dance floor yelling Freebird...

The title of this post is actually a line in a song that has come to have great significance in my life - that song being Neal McCoy's "Billy's Got His Beer Goggles On."

Now I know what you're thinking - Amy, you've lost it.  Completely. Over the edge.  But hear me out.

This past Friday Neal McCoy played a concert in Aberdeen along with Dustin Evans and the Good Times Band.  I ended up going with a couple of my girlfriends and after a lengthy but good performance by the opening act it was time for Neal McCoy.  Now we knew we wouldn't probably know all the songs but we did recognize a few - Wink & The Shake of course.  And then when Neal started singing "Billy" I started laughing out loud, forgetting that it was Neal McCoy that sang this song.  My friend next to me leaned over and asked why on earth i was laughing (legitimate question). I then proceeded to explain to her that every time I hear that song I think about my first job on the summer paint crew at my high school.  Every year we would create a "paint mix" with a bunch of songs on it that we would literally listen to the ENTIRE summer.  One of the three summers I worked there the first song on the CD was "Billy's Got His Beer Goggles On."  I can still remember one of my friends and coworkers singing it at the top of her lungs in her best Neal McCoy twang.

Isn't it funny how songs stick with us?  They can so easily take us back to a point in our lives that we may not have thought of in years.  I have to admit I kind of had a moment at that concert Friday where I felt reconnected to a part of my life that I really hadn't thought about in a while and remembered all the fun times we had those summers.  What a great bunch I was privileged to work with!

In other news, we're in another blizzard warning today and into early tomorrow morning!!  I'd say we have well over 6 inches now and its still falling for the time being!  The groundhog didn't see his shadow right??  :)

Little Motel on the Prairie

Once upon a time, well, almost two weeks ago now, I had a meeting in Sioux Falls on a Friday.  Seeing just some flurries in the forecast for Saturday I decided to stay overnight and hang out with my good friend Liz and her boyfriend Ryan.  Dinner, a night out and shopping the next day - what a great time!  And then, it started snowing.  A lot.

Now one thing you need to know about me, I have an extreme phobia of driving in inclement weather, and I drive an itty bitty car.  Can you see where this is going?  So I head up Interstate 29 and everything slows down.  Eventually through one lane roads at 35 miles per hour, I make it to Watertown.  Now an intelligent person would have stayed there.  Where there is a Hampton, Holiday, or Ramada Inn at least, a mall, and a Minerva's.  But having my new found bravery, I decided to try the highway going West, hoping the snow would be lessening and the roads would get better.  Well, I was wrong.  Very, very wrong.  I was able to reach Clark, SD and then there was absolutely no view of the road.  Now I don't know much about Clark, but I do know that there is a very nice lady that works at the convenient store that put up with my devastation and recommended one of the two motels (note the 'm' not the 'h') in town.

So I made my way to the Pheasant Inn where I met the very nice proprietors and their sweet little boy who definitely made me laugh when I needed it most!!  (I was about 90 minutes from home).  I got a room - bad weather rate and all - and settled in for the evening.  After some yummy convenient store pizza and candy, I watched some TV, read a book I luckily had with me, and got some much needed rest after a stressful day.  I found out later that the state had actually put out a no travel advised notice on the road I was trying to travel on so it was a fantastic decision to stop.  The next morning I was able to slowly make my way after the plows went through finally.  Here are a few snapshots from the room:

Loving me some wood paneling...

The ceramic heater....in case you're wondering it says 59 degrees, and that was after I'd been there for a couple hours.  Brr.  

Now I'm not trying to talk down the Pheasant Inn - it was a blessing that it was there and those sweet people were able to rent me a room for the night.  I had a lot of time to think and reflect and recognize that this was meant to teach me a thing or two.  Never under estimate His power to bring us right where we need to be at any one moment in time.

I promised in my New Years post that I would have more adventures to share.  In the words of my best friend who commented on my facebook when I posted my location for the night...."you lead such an interesting life." Tell me about it.  ;)

*Pin Drop*

I definitely feel like my blog has been quiet enough lately to hear a pin drop.  And that is not following through on my resolution now is it?

Well, I do have quite the story to recount from the weekend before last. I just need to get photos uploaded and then I will be able to share.  Consider this your teaser.  :)

And confession.  This girl is way behind on her Bible study lessons for the week and we meet tomorrow.  Oopsies. So first things first!