True confessions. My favorite lyrics to a song on the radio right now are “bad mamma jamma from down in Alabama.”
::shame face::
Can I help it if I was raised on country music? Is it my fault that I didn’t even KNOW where people heard other music from until junior high? When other kids were bringing in New Kids on the Block (who I never listened to) and Paula Abdul, I was bringing in Aaron Tippin and the Statler Brothers.
Country music and I have gone back and forth, back and forth over the years. Once I discovered other music, I gave country up completely for awhile. A long while. I think there were times when I would be rocking out in my bedroom in high school (adolescent angst) that my mom would think, “Whose child IS that?!”
Then in college, there was some point (I think during my sophomore year) when people starting admitting again that they too had been raised on country music. Eventually we were all listening to it together, making plans to go to rodeos, and watching 8 Seconds.
I’ve heard some people say that country music is like mold–it grows on you. Well I must have been raised on a particularly resistant strain ’cause it’s still hanging around!
Haha, I have to admit that I feel sort of like an abomination to some folks (yes, folks) when I drive around in my Honda Accord with country music blaring. But what’s a girl to do?
I have taken a couple trips around in our new-to-us truck just to feel more in my skin 
That said, I don’t think Jensen’s going to let country music rule–he grew up mold-free.
