Fantastic day

Today has been such a wonderful day. Three great things happened (Things do happen in threes)
1. One of my closest friends found out that she will be having a girl this fall. She has three boys, so this is really exciting.
2. My husband received the Officer of the Quarter award. Very much deserved...
3. My sister got engaged!!! I am so excited about this. I adore her fiancé and can’t wait to have him become a part of our family. Congratulations you two!

For those of you that are my Facebook friends, please do not post anything about my sister’s engagement on my wall. It is not my news to broadcast on Facebook. I appreciate your discretion. I posted it here on my blog so I wouldn’t forget this day.

Lady Antebellum and Tim McGraw Concert

Brandie and I had been waiting for months for the Lady Antebellum/Tim McGraw concert to come to Phoenix. It finally did on June 3, 2010. We bought our tickets months ago during the presale and had no idea where we were sitting. That is pure torture for us.
The day of the concert had arrived. We had our photo mats for the Lady A Meet and Greet and were ready for the concert. After quite the run around, we finally had our tickets and Meet and Greet passes. I won’t go into too much detail about the wild goose chase we were put on, but after being fed up I turned into my mother. For those of you that know my mother, you now have a mental picture. I was tired of being pushed around and spoke up about it. Needless to say, someone listened and helped tremendously. Thank you Cameron! (even though you will never see this)
So now we are at the right place, know what time the Meet and Greet starts, have our tickets (still not 100% sure where we are sitting), and are anxiously waiting to see Lady A. After all of the chaos, I need a something to calm my nerves. We decide on this...

The announcement is made that it is our turn, so I bolt to where we need to be. I am first in line. They tell us that a professional photographer will be taking our photo and where we could download them from in a few days. I ask, “How big will I be able to print my photo?” The guy looks and me blankly and says, “I have been working this gig for six months and that is the first time I have been asked that.” Leave it to me… We then did the “autograph, smile pretty, off you go” whirlwind of the Meet and Greet.

Then we make a bee line for our seats. Several security guards later, we get there. Our seats are in the FRONT ROW! We started jumping up and down like teenagers. I hadn’t planned on staying for Tim, but at that moment my plans changed. I haven’t ever sat in the front row for a concert and I wasn’t going to miss a minute.
Lady A comes on the stage is phenomenal as always. We sang and danced. Got winked and smiled at. What could be better, right? When their set was over, the roadies came out to clear the stage. I watched and waited for someone to grab the mic stand with the guitar picks stuck in it. I yelled “hey” to get his attention and then politely asked for one of the picks. He walked over to me and tossed it right in my hand. I was a happy girl.
For Tim’s portion, we were able to be right next to the stage. It was AWESOME! Tim’s opening was pretty impressive, lights, video on a large sheer curtain of him on a motorcycle...you get the idea. Then the curtain drops and there he was. And the extremely large group he has, The Dancehall Doctors. Amazing musicians to say the least.

I loved when Tim sang his older stuff. He sang Tiny Dancer and I had to call my sister and leave it on her voicemail, since it is her favorite song. About half way through the show, one of the guitarists was headed towards me with a pick pinched between his thumb and forefinger. I thought he was going to hand it over my head to the lady behind me. I was wrong. Just as he got close, he licked it and stuck it to my forehead. Nice, huh… I am just thankful I am not a germaphobe. I honestly thought it was really cooled that he picked me (and that I now had picks from both Lady A and Tim). Brandie looked over at my completely shocked. I couldn’t stop laughing. I couldn’t believe it happened to me.
As I sit here and write this, I still don’t believe this happened. It is almost like a dream to me. I don’t think I will ever be able to go to another concert again, unless I am in the front row. This concert really spoiled me. I am so thankful for my “MasterCard commercial” night and being able to spend it with such a great friend. I am a lucky girl…