Awhile back I mentioned that I'm the proud parent of a true strong-willed child. I thought I'd share a couple of glimpses into our life confirming the fact.
After Mason had misbehaved for the umpteenth time one day...
Me: Mason - it's not only about obeying your parents because we tell you to, but it's about doing what God wants you to do.
Mason: Good thing it's cloudy outside. God can't see me today.
Me: Mason, you didn't ask permission to drink that pop. Remember - you're not just disobeying me. You need to do what God wants you to do.
Mason: (steps outside and looks to the sky) You gonna boss me about this pop?
Marcus (to Mason): Did she mention that God is in charge of LIGHTNING?
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
And Now...The Rest Of The Story
We're back from the ACM Award Show in Las Vegas. Blake did NOT run off with either Martina McBride or Carrie Underpants Underwood. We did NOT win the jackpot. I did NOT stay behind to pursue a career as a showgirl. We DID have a great trip. We DID get to see lots of super famous people. We ARE happy to be back home with our awesome kiddos.
I hate to bore everyone with too many details, but there is just so much to report! We were provided a fancy schmancy suite at the new Palazzo hotel - sister hotel of the Venetian. It was amazing...other than the fact that two people got stuck in the elevator on the 28th floor and Blake witnessed the fight between the EMS people and the hotel people as they blamed each other for not being able to get the stuck pair out! I don't know when they finally retrieved those poor folks - last I saw, the EMT's had a wheelchair and some oxygen tanks as they waited.
Blake got to see Lennox Lewis as he walked through our hotel casino. I was so jealous. That's what I get for shopping instead of gambling. Wait a minute...
The Awards Show was amazing. Our seats were pretty good - especially since they were free! I could see the shiny part of Dr. Phil's head perfectly from where I was sitting. It's so different to be there vs seeing it on TV. The room was so much smaller than it appears televised. They must pan it in such a way to make it appear huge, because in reality it isn't very big. Lots of people were trying to buy our tickets. I swear, Blake had a number in mind and I would have been watching the show from the room if someone would have had enough cash.
The after party was a lot of fun, too. There was tons of food and Dr. Pepper (sponsor), so I was in 7th Heaven. I bet I drank a six pack of Diet DP that night. It was in a smaller room than the televised event, though larger than last year's room, so the potential for elbow rubbing wasn't what we were promised. *pout* We did wander up to the stage and were able to get very close to several superstars. It was great. I am sad to report that we didn't really "meet" anyone famous. My best friend from back home did text me from the airport as they were leaving. She had run in to the 90's group McBride and the Ride. She was so ecstatic, as she's a true country music fan and knew exactly who they were. Somehow I bet they were as pleased as she was.
One of my favorite parts of the trip occurred in the last 15 minutes of our final flight. There were two guys sitting behind us who appeared to be in their late 20's. Their conversation had been prime for eavesdropping the entire trip, but it was the following two exchanges that were deemed blog worthy:
After noticing irrigation fields out his window...
Guy #1: Dude - look out the window...crop circles! Seriously - freakin' crop circles. Freakin' crop circles!
After long, whispered discussion about the nudity found on international beaches...
Guy #2: It's just not that big of a deal overseas. There's such a stigmata on that type of thing here.
Blake: How did I get these weird holes in my hands?
Me: Ouch - my side hurts.
As we got off the plane, I couldn't help but strike up conversation with them. Turns out they are engineers with AT&T. They're here to "make it all happen" with AT&T's U-Verse. Pierced, tattooed computer gurus. They looked more like mechanics from Pimp My Ride!
Great trip - great memories.
I hate to bore everyone with too many details, but there is just so much to report! We were provided a fancy schmancy suite at the new Palazzo hotel - sister hotel of the Venetian. It was amazing...other than the fact that two people got stuck in the elevator on the 28th floor and Blake witnessed the fight between the EMS people and the hotel people as they blamed each other for not being able to get the stuck pair out! I don't know when they finally retrieved those poor folks - last I saw, the EMT's had a wheelchair and some oxygen tanks as they waited.
Blake got to see Lennox Lewis as he walked through our hotel casino. I was so jealous. That's what I get for shopping instead of gambling. Wait a minute...
The Awards Show was amazing. Our seats were pretty good - especially since they were free! I could see the shiny part of Dr. Phil's head perfectly from where I was sitting. It's so different to be there vs seeing it on TV. The room was so much smaller than it appears televised. They must pan it in such a way to make it appear huge, because in reality it isn't very big. Lots of people were trying to buy our tickets. I swear, Blake had a number in mind and I would have been watching the show from the room if someone would have had enough cash.
The after party was a lot of fun, too. There was tons of food and Dr. Pepper (sponsor), so I was in 7th Heaven. I bet I drank a six pack of Diet DP that night. It was in a smaller room than the televised event, though larger than last year's room, so the potential for elbow rubbing wasn't what we were promised. *pout* We did wander up to the stage and were able to get very close to several superstars. It was great. I am sad to report that we didn't really "meet" anyone famous. My best friend from back home did text me from the airport as they were leaving. She had run in to the 90's group McBride and the Ride. She was so ecstatic, as she's a true country music fan and knew exactly who they were. Somehow I bet they were as pleased as she was.
One of my favorite parts of the trip occurred in the last 15 minutes of our final flight. There were two guys sitting behind us who appeared to be in their late 20's. Their conversation had been prime for eavesdropping the entire trip, but it was the following two exchanges that were deemed blog worthy:
After noticing irrigation fields out his window...
Guy #1: Dude - look out the window...crop circles! Seriously - freakin' crop circles. Freakin' crop circles!
After long, whispered discussion about the nudity found on international beaches...
Guy #2: It's just not that big of a deal overseas. There's such a stigmata on that type of thing here.
Blake: How did I get these weird holes in my hands?
Me: Ouch - my side hurts.
As we got off the plane, I couldn't help but strike up conversation with them. Turns out they are engineers with AT&T. They're here to "make it all happen" with AT&T's U-Verse. Pierced, tattooed computer gurus. They looked more like mechanics from Pimp My Ride!
Great trip - great memories.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Home Sweet Home
We're home from the ACM Award Show trip, but let me tell you - we are changed people. Where do I start! How about with the most exciting stuff! The award show was simply amazing. We had great seats. Blake and I were sitting between Dr. Phil and his wife (my side) and Tim McGraw and Faith Hill (Blake's side) who weren't up for any awards this year - so sad. Most of you probably don't know this, but Blake dabbles in writing country music lyrics. He had written out one of his songs, and passed it over to Tim McGraw during the show. He loved it! He said that he's going to call Blake about recording it, and even gave us the phone numbers to his "people" to set up a date! I about died. I was mad at him for bothering Tim McGraw at first, but after everything unfolded, I was ecstatic. I didn't say much to Dr. Phil. I was honestly too starstruck. He's a very big man. After the Award Show we wandered over to the after party. Can you say amazing! We were sitting with our friends, but then Keith Urban and Nicole Kidman ended up at our table, too. Blake has issues with Keith Urban (outspoken Democrat) and they ended up almost going to blows over a few key issues. What a nightmare. He DID, however, get a chance to remind Martina McBride about the time she was waitressing in the cat suit. She pulled him up on stage and they told the story to the whole crowd. Everyone was cracking up, and I was just a tad jealous, I must say. That's when I really could have used Dr. Phil. After the party we went back to the hotel, and on a whim I put a quarter in a slot machine. Would you believe I hit the Wheel of Fortune Jackpot! It had built up to just over $75,000 and I swear every light, bell and whistle in that casino went off! Security had to come over and make me fill out a bunch of paperwork. THEN - I guess I must have really been making a scene because the talent recruiter for one of the Vegas shows came over and asked me if I'd like to audition to be one of their showgirls! He was probably just trying to get a piece of my winnings, so I told him I wouldn't be interested but it was an honor just to be asked.
I can't think of any other stories to make up, so that's it for now. I'll post the real story after I get some rest and do my laundry.
I can't think of any other stories to make up, so that's it for now. I'll post the real story after I get some rest and do my laundry.
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