This Friday, I'm taking a much-needed day off work. I'm slipping into a summer dress, denim jacket and cowboy boots. My boyfriend C. and I are driving up to Houston to see the one and only John Legend (swoon) at the rodeo.
I've been dying to see Mr. Legend in concert for years now, but I've always been deterred by the price of tickets. We bought both of our rodeo tickets for $46. I have a sneaking suspicion that our cheap seats may be perilously and--permit me to create a new word--stinkily close to the livestock. But I'm thrilled at the prospect hearing John croon, witnessing a piece of Texas culture, and a mini roadtrip with my best friend.
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