Tim McGraw & Lady Antebellum...

For Christmas, Tony got Nicki and I Tim McGraw and Lady Antebellum tickets.  We were finally able to RECEIVE our Christmas Gift on March 25, as they were FINALLY here.  We knew we would be in the balcony...but we didn't know we would be SO high up! 

My zoom is good...but not THAT good.  So, in between Lady Antebellum and Tim, Nicki and I decided to go to the lower level to see if we could just get a good picture.  While looking around, one of the employees came up to us and told us we would have to go back to our seats once the show started again.  I told her, "OK...we were just going to take a quick picture for my daughter."  She then asks where we are sitting, we point, and she gave us a GREAT tip!  She said, if we go down to the bottem row, just on the side of the stage, we could sit in those seats as they don't sell those seats because they are slightly obstructed.   We went down there, not sure where to go, and asked another employee.  (Not wanting to get kicked out for being in the wrong spot.)  He directed us to the BEST seats!  Nobody was in front of us, only the sound guys! 

Nicki really liked this idea! 

Funny part of this story is, the day before the concert, the radio was giving away tickets.  You just had to answer a question right.  Would you know...I got it right!  So, I had another set of tickets.  We still liked our seats better, so we gave Rudi and Bekky our extra seats.  Once Nicki and I got to our SPECIAL seats, Bekky texted me, "Where R U?"  Well, I told her exactly where we were and invited her and Rudi to come to our little VIP section.

In the meantime, I was also texting my friend Hallie, and told her to also come to our VIP section.  But, she was a loser and didn't come. :) 

Lord knows what she was missin' out on!!  Well, she had pretty good seats too, so guess she didn't miss out on so much!

Oh my...he was RIGHT THERE! 

(It was at this time, we had Nicki's hat, waving in the air, for him to sign, and he said to Nicki, "In a minute..."  WOOHOO!

Well, he never did come to sign her hat, but that was ok...she still got 3 band members to sign it, and 2 guitar picks that say TIM MCGRAW. :)

I am pretty certain he did this pose for me.

I'm just sayin.

I have been a VERY good mom this year!

As we were thoroughly enjoying ourselves, one of the bouncer/security guys comes up to me and says, "Would you like to take your daughter to the stage?"

Uhhhh...YES SIR REE!

And we did just that! 

This is where we spent the remainder of the concert.  With our hat and arms propped up on the stage...COULD IT GET ANY BETTER THAN THAT?!  We had the best view!

These two guys above, and the one below are the ones who signed NIcki's hat.

This is one crazy fan, her name is NICKI. :)

The smile on her face made the night 100% perfect.

So, now I know the secret seats to sit in...can't wait to try it at the next concert!! :)

J...is for...JIMI.

A normal conversation I have when I meet somebody for the first time goes something like this:


Person A: "Hi, I am Bob. Nice to meet you."
Me: "Hi, I am Jimi. It's nice to meet you."
Bob: "Jimi?"
Me: "Yes, Jimi."
Bob: "What is it short for?"
Me: "Jimi."
Bob: "Were your parents Jimi Hendrix fans?"
Me: "Nope."

I guess it is a good conversation starter, as it normally continues the conversation just fine. I normally tell people that I my parents knew I was going to be a boy...And they were wrong. I am not a boy.


Most people would like to hear the real juicy story, you know, where my mom and dad were from the wild child age...and they LOVED Jimi Hendrex!! And during a wild night...mom said..."I am going to name our son after the great JIMI HENDRIX, man!"

At that point, my dad, kind of in a daze, said, "Whatever...dude...?!"

But, sad to disappoint, that is not the true story.  I was just meant to be a boy.  My parents were not Jimi Hendrix fans.  Nor were they the from the wild child age. 

Once, when I was much younger...I was working as a waitress.  I loved that job.  Although, sometimes I had to deal with some less than appealing people.  One day this guy came in...he was NOT a very nice guy.  He was one of these kind of people:

You know the kind...not exactly the kind of guy you'de be taken home to daddy!

He was saying some VERY rude things to me.  The kind of things that I cannot repeat on my little ol' country road blog.  I was not impressed with him.  But, I continued to serve him his meal, just like I should.  When he got up to pay, I was at the til with my boss.  My boss knew the things he was saying to me, so he understood when what happened next...happened.  Rude Jude says to me, "So, now tell me...how did such a cute thing like you get a name like Jimi?!"  With that I promptly said, "I used to be a boy."  Then I walked away.  His mouth dropped.  My boss said he high tailed it out of there so quick!  I am sure from that point on, he was very careful with who he tried to hit on!

I have known only a few Jimi's in my life.  I am talking, J.I.M.I.  Not, Jimmy, Jimmie, Jimmey, etc.  Just Jimi.  There was a lady from my hometown.  She worked in a restaurant.  Her name was Jimi.  Then a funny thing happened...when we moved to the Northwest, my sister was working with a lady named Jimi.  Her middle name was Lynn.  Would you be surprised if I told you my name is Jimi Lynn.  Yep.  It's true.  As far as I know, there are 2 Jimi Lynns out there!  Pretty unbelievable, if I do say so myself!  I can't even find my name on a coffee cup, much less someone with the same first and middle name.

Have you heard of the group, called Little Big Town? 

This is Little Big Town.  See the guy on the right...good looking guy with brown hair?

His name is Jimi.  Jimi Westbrook.

Do you suppose his parents were Jimi Hendrix fans??!!

Hmmm...I think he and I have alot in common!

I'm Just Sayin'...

By the way, since this is Alphebe-Thursday...you should head on over to http://www.jennymatlock.blogspot.com/ to see how much fun she always has on her blog!! :)

Happy Birthday Nicki!!

Well, our little Nicki seems to be growing up...she turns 11 today! Where on earth has the time gone?! I tell all of my kids to stop growing, but they just don't listen.
 

Today looks like it will be packed full of fun...off to soccer camp IN THE SNOW...then to the pool for a party with Nicki's friends.  When we come home, that is when we will find out if our 11 year old got any birthday presents.

Happy Birthday Nicki...our happy go lucky, caring, loving, sometimes cranky, animal loving, beautiful singing, pretty, always smiling (unless cranky, of course...), awesome big sister, wonderful daughter...

Hope your 11th birthday is your best yet!  Enjoy your day...