Okay, there will be no Fashion Friday this week. I realize that’s a great disappointment to the three of you that look forward to it all week, but I just don’t have time to get it together.
Because what I haven’t mentioned this week is that I’m going to visit Sophie, also known as BooMama. In fact, as many of y’all are reading this, I will be on a 7:05 a.m. flight to Houston and then, God-willing, a connecting flight to Birmingham.
Southwest Airlines better not do me wrong or I will dismantle them.
About two months ago, I got a nice email letting me know that Casting Crowns, in conjunction with their record label, would like to fly me to Alabama to attend a concert for their The Altar and The Door Tour, would I be interested?
Umm, let me think about that, YES. That’s a definite YES.
Then, I find out that not only am I meeting Sophie, but Shannon will be there as well. It’s like a bloggers’ trifecta. BooMama, Rocks in My Dryer, and Casting Crowns.
Who knew that writing about stomach viruses and trips to the grocery store could reap such huge returns?
And the weird thing is that I’m not nervous about meeting anyone in person, well, except for maybe Casting Crowns. I don’t want to appear stalker-ish, but I seriously love me some Casting Crowns music.
The whole trip hasn’t seemed real to me until I packed my suitcase yesterday afternoon. And yes, I overpacked. I need options, people, options.
Also, I’ve never been to Alabama. Well, actually I think I may have driven through Alabama once upon a time with an old boyfriend and his family on the way to Kentucky for his brother’s wedding.
Although I’m not sure that was Alabama, it may have just been Mississippi.
All I really remember about that trip was that we stopped at every Cracker Barrel along the way.
And here’s a piece of trivia, there are A LOT of Cracker Barrels between Texas and Kentucky.
Anyway, my point is I am not familiar with the Alabama weather. Yes, I can see that the low will be 49 degrees Friday night, but how do I know that 49 degrees in Alabama will feel the same as 49 degrees in Texas?
How many times have I typed Alabama?
But my bag is packed and ready to go. Bops is picking me up to drive me to the airport at 5:30 a.m. so I will just be fresh as a daisy when I meet Sophie for the first time. And by the time Shannon arrives about 4 hours after me, I’ll be so hyped up on caffeine that there is no accounting for what I may say or do.
We’re planning on doing a podcast at some point during the weekend so I made sure and packed my microphone and my headphones.
If someone had told me ten years ago that one day I would be taking a trip to meet people I met ON THE COMPUTER and would be taking along a microphone and headphones, I would have been terrified that I had fallen into some sort of Star Trek fan club.
Yet here I am.
I’m the girl who didn’t think email would ever take off and now I’m on my way to meet people I’ve met on the World Wide Web.
And Casting Crowns.
How cool is that?
And as you answer that, please try to forget that I packed a microphone in my suitcase.
Hope y’all have a great weekend!