Thursday, April 2, 2009

Cowgirl dreaming....

I moved to Spring, Texas when I was 7 (3/4) years old. It was February(ish) 1979 - The Houston Oilers had just finished a great season, the "Oil Rush" was in full effect, Urban Cowboy was hit - and my first day of school just happened to be "Rodeo Day" where you got to dress up like a cowgirl for the day. It was going to be a GREAT year.

I dreamt of the day when I'd be old enough to sport the beloved (and barely there) Gilley's Tank top and two-step across the floor of Gilleys with my sexy boyfriend.... Even my parents had gone to "The World's Largetst Nite Club" when we first move to our subdivision with our neighbors - I knew it was in my destiny.

Then the oil crash happened. All those happy moments and parties in the neighborhood disappeared and families were stressed out - financially. Even Gilley's disappeared before I got the chance to be old enough to walk through the doors....

With everything that is happening in our world today, it's good to remember that we will bounce back, we still have each other and our memories of the good times. It's time to be more creative with what we have, give when we can, appreciate those in our lives ...and two-step every second we hear that good ol' song on the radio.


I'm still looking for an original Gilley's tank top - preferably pinkish orange in color -with lace around the top.

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