Don't ya think?

i*ro*ny-n.-a. Incongruity between what might be expected and what actually occurs;
b. An occurrence, result, or circumstance notable for such incongruity.

Example: One of my kids scored 100 on his Spelling test. Yet, he spelled his name wrong.

Hm. Take a lesson, Alannis.

And here they are...

So he had some others, but these were, in my opinion, the best...






Ryan singing (probably during "Demons" or at least I like to think that as it's my fave)












The whole band...sigh!

Guster is for Lovers

I just got in from a fantastic show at the Edgehill Community parking lot. Yes, parking lot. I've often said you can do things in Nashville that you can do no where else. For instance, the Henpeck Market aka Lewisburg Pike Citgo Station is a fantastic place to go for homemade catfish and live bluegrass music. So going to a parking lot seemed perfectly normal. We got there early and saw Griffin House. I enjoyed him even though he was a little on the loud side. Granted, we were standing in front of a speaker so I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt. Jars of Clay was supposed to play next but apparently someone got very sick so they had to cancel. Old Crow Medicine Show stepped up and filled in and did a great job. These guys are fantastic. They look like they're in their early 30's, but their voices are those of 80 year olds...but that's exactly what's needed for good hillbilly music. And they're all about the hillbilly. Katie said they're from the Ozarks...of course she also said the "Ozarks of West Virginia" but we're chalking that one up to a blonde moment. She did have the best quote award for "They're from the mountains...that's why they're so dirty." They were way fun...But the real giddiness came at approximately 8.12 when Ryan, Brian and Adam took the stage. I told Katie before the show that if they played "Demons" she would have to hold me. And guess what they opened with?! They played a couple of new ones that were really good (is there really any such thing as a BAD Guster song??) and then played "Happier." Now, I can't put into words how happy I was at this point. My three favorite songs, in no particular order, are: Demons, Happier, and Either Way. They haven't played Either Way in years, but they made up for it by playing "Come Downstairs and Say Hello." It just such a good show. Dan got some really good pictures that I'll post as soon as he sends them to me...

Cheerio!

We're leaving tomorrow!!! I can't believe the time is here...I need to go do laundry and pack but I did want to say fare thee well and PLEASE keep us in your prayers this week! We'll be home next Sunday and hopefully there will be ample blog fodder for your enjoyment!

Summa cum Laude

Millie graduated today!!! Her "Leave it!" was a little iffy, but she nailed everything else. She got a blue squeaky bone that she'll never play with as she hates those things. So if anyone needs a dog toy, let me know...Here are some pics of the proud pup:
She was pretty exhausted after an intense round of sit, down, and stay so she posed very well...I like that she smiles!! Best. Dog. Ever.


She recupperated quickly and got to play with her new friends...


Her favorites in class were Charlie and Logan who are fighting over the blue bone...and Judge, but he just had his manhood taken away on Thursday so he wasn't allowed to play...



Millie and Logan were the biggest brownnosers in class. I like to call it "Teacher's Pet," though.






Overall, I think her namesake would be proud...

Backlog

So...I have some pics I've been meaning to post all week. The first is my boyfriend, Vince Vaughn. He was in town last Friday night hosting a comedy show at the Ryman. Let me just say that I love going to the Ryman. I would probably go there to watch people pluck their eyebrows. It's just that good of a venue. I got a little nervous before the show started because my mean friend, Chadd, said that the screen was on stage because Vince wasn't really there--they were just going to broadcast him in from some nether regions...Now I hadn't even thought of that until Chadd said anything, but it did kind of make sense. Thankfully, he was just trying to get my goat, and Vince was there in all his 7 ft. splendor. Sigh. The show was really good.
Then...last Saturday I picked up my friend, Lance, and we headed down to T-town for the Alabama-Florida game.
This is a truck we saw after we crossed the state line...If you can't read it, the back says "Big Daddy loves Sweet Thang." Gotta love it!! Lance had made a cd that told a story of our day. Here is a sampling of the songs and the scenarios:
we think about the upcoming game all week--I'm So Excited
what I had to do before I asked Lance to go--Listen to Your Heart
what I did before leaving for the game--At the Car Wash
getting to the game and walking to the stadium--Walking on Sunshine
Florida pulls ahead for a bit(which they never really did)--King of Wishful Thinking
I apparently get into a fight (bc apparently Lance thinks I'm trashy...thanks)--Smooth Criminal
he talks to the cops and gets me out of trouble--I'm a Believer
we trounce Florida--The Best of my Love
and just cuz we like this song and sang it all the way to South Dakota--Total Eclipse of the Heart.
Thanks, Lance...Still not sure why I'm the skeeze that got into a fight. Anyways...unless you live under a rock, you know that Alabama completely obliterated Florida. My two favorite parts of the game? 1. Completely losing my voice by the end of the 2nd quarter. 2. This moment when the team came out to sing Rammer Jammer:

I'm Grounded

By myself from ever going to Target with Amanda again. We had a great time, but now that I'm home and have unpacked my bags I'm wondering, "Did I really need the SpongeBob SquarePants house shoes?" Well, the answer to that is yes because I'll wear them to school for Pajama Day and my kids will think I'm the coolest thing since sliced bread...But I probably didn't really need a new purse (but it's awesome) or a cosmetics bag (but my trip is coming up and this is smaller than the one I have) or the products (again, the trip!) or the pajamas (but the drive-in is having a pj party) or the Halloween shirt (but it's got It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown on it and we'll watch that at school so technically it's a learning aid)...So, yeah, call me the queen of rationalization!!

I Heart Public Access

Well, usually I do anyways...It's HILARIOUS!! Where else can you see a slighlty more than middle-aged man wearing spandex and calling himself Bat Poet? There's also a show called Two Men Who Don't Know Anything About the Movies and they give, you guessed it, movie reviews. Sometimes I wish I had a camera on me and my friends so that I could broadcast on PA. Last night, however, I was incredibly disturbed. I couldn't sleep and usually PA is a go-to for boring and puts me out. Last night when I tuned in though, it was to witness a woman in a bathrobe at the grocery store. She was singing some song that I should know but had changed the lyrics to be about why she loved food. She was walking around the grocery fighting with the workers and putting food in the robe. The truly horrific part was in the chorus when it flashed to her at home in bed (seemingly naked) with food all over her. I shuddered. I gagged. I couldn't look away. I had nightmares. Well, not really. I did dream that Madonna and Guy Richie broke up but I don't know what that has to do with a woman rubbing food on herself. Ew.