Lego cowboys singing songs

I am convinced that husband and I have the overall worst luck ever. I never win at anything that has to do with luck and no matter how many surveys I fill out after visiting restaurants I never get the "daily" sweepstakes reward. I'm pretty sure if there was a raffle with only me and another person I would always lose. But this weekend I discovered someone with even worst luck than me, the poor soldier that sat next to me on our plane ride to San Diego. After traveling for 48 hours on his way back to San Diego from Afghanistan he gets to sit next to me for 3 hours while I coughed, sneezed and blew my nose extremely loudly every five second. I felt so bad for the poor guy who I'm sure by now also has Strep throat. The most embarrassing part was when a cute little Asian lady kept giving him cough drops to pass to me, she was sweet, the guy was sweet too but he never had a chance. I'm sorry little GI soldier, I hope you have someone to take care of you.

My trip to San Diego would have been much better if I wasn't dying half the time and if we had time to go to Legoland. Yes, you read that right I love Legos, actually I love anything that has to do with Legos. I recently found out that they are opening a Legoland Discovery Center in Dallas, I'm pretty sure I will be there the day it opens. In fact, I would love to work for a Legoland. I was never very creative with my Lego building, but if they gave me instructions and a million Legos I could build whatever they wanted.

I went on their website but they aren't any openings in America, apparently they are only hiring people for places like Mexico and Denmark (which is apparently where Legos are made). I wonder if husband wants to move to Denmark? The moment a Lego job comes online I hope I find out about it. I would love to make little LEGO cowboys and cowgirls (you know since it's Texas and all).

Being in San Diego reminded me how much I love Texas and really don't like change. Upon our return husband and I went to see Country Strong which led me to the conclusion that I should be a country singer and sing duets with really cute boys like husband. This is my back up plan since they are no Lego jobs. Husband and I would be the best country duo ever. Husband did not seem very interested when I told him my plan to be the next country duo star, but no worries he will come around when I show him the lyrics to my awesome songs (which I haven't written yet). I think I would be perfect for country music, most of my day is pretty depressing so that should give me a lot of material for me to sing about.

All this country madness is making me think that maybe I'm turning a little country, which is a scary thought. I do love watching the Singing bee on CMT and I have to admit some of those songs are pretty catchy. No, I can't let it turn me into the dark side. I must fight it, I bet I would look adorable as a little Lego Cowgirl.