The Calm Voice of Reason

It's snowing outside again. Unlike my earlier ecstatic posts regarding the dear sweet snow, I am quietly resigned to this one. Don't get me wrong - I think it's beautiful. But driving on the roads and scraping my windshield are not my favorite activties. Ah, to be a child again and drink of the sweet nectar that is snow fun...

So, I'm sure you are wondering about how the Daughtry concert went. Well.......there is a story about that (hence the blogging :))

I asked my friend Tracy to go with me to this concert. Not being familiar with the C-Springs area, I didn't realize a few things:

First, the venue of the "concert" was at The Black Sheep. This turned out to be a small building with no windows, no chairs, a small stage and a jam packed bar area.

Second, The Black Sheep was located on Platte Road aka 'Ghetto Road'. This was an area of town that I was altogether unfamiliar with...I personally don't think that it was anything compared to the LA ghetto but then again, I didn't hang out there a lot either. Ahem...or at al really.

Soooo...Tracy and I grabbed some dinner and then headed over to stand in line with all of the people in the general public to gain entry to said establishment. It was cold but clear and we were almost at the end of the line. By the time we actually got in it was past the time they were supposed to start.

Now, I realize for you concert-savvy people that you all know that there are opening bands. I think that this shouldn't be because THEIR name isn't on the TICKET. Needless to say there were some really hardcore bands there blowing our eardrums out despite that fact that we firmly planted ourselves at the BACK of what can only generously be called a "concert hall".

All of this might have been okay had we not noticed that there were FOUR police officers and numerous bouncers present. At one point they all rushed out of the door (weapons drawn) to deal with some disturbance.

I was ready to solider on, though, in the hopes of hearing Chris Daughtry. Good thing I brought a friend who is not only fun to hang out with but ALSO a calm voice of reason. After some conversation bellowed into each other's ears we ended up leaving after the first band.

I won't lie to you, I was really looking forward to the concert. After all, not only had I invested time into the whole interview fiasco, but I also was excited to be at a concert that I didn't have to pay for and see a person that I really enjoyed his music. ALSO, I did my hair AND makeup which is a real rarity for me these days. It was all for naught.

But...in the eternal perspective, this will be merely a blip. blip. blip. blip.

:)

The Conclusion of the Matter

Well, I know you are all anxiously awaiting the conclusion of the "famous person" search. First, I must give MAJOR thanks and props to those that helped me in my search for my famous interview-ee...Thanks to Sarah Su/Susie, Uncle Neal, Andrew Shearer and Mike Davis! You guys are the bestest.

But here's the deal...turns out it's a little difficult to coordinate schedules in such a tight timeframe. Soooo...sadly, the conclusion of the matter is that I have explained to my 99.9 that I cannot find a famous person to interview thus taking me out of the running as their correspondant.

Ah, well. I really am quite relieved because although I was imagining my greatness and what thought provoking questions I would ask Chris Daughtry, I know I would have been a nervous wreck through the concert. This way, I get to enjoy it AND my friend Tracy all at the same time! Plus, let's face it...I'm not really a "claim the spotlight" type person. At least not in this context...

I have to tell you that as I blog, my roommate is watching a science video (of her own accord) that was made by Moody circa 1970's. Let me tell you, we should get soundtrack. It's incredible. And by incredible, I mean...um...dated.

Tonight at Bible study my fellow study goers were debating the pros and cons of a woman president. One thought was that the Lord didn't want women in charge of the family or the church so why would he want one in charge of a nation? What say you all?

Um...WHAT??!

Well, you guys will not BELIEVE what happened to me yesterday. I can barely believe it myself and it HAPPENED to me!

So, all of you American Idol watchers will remember that there was a guy on there last season named Chris Daughtry. I'm still shocked that he got booted off and that Taylor won, but that's somehow beside the point. A few months ago, he came out with a CD that I really liked. I heard somehow that he was going to be in town with his band giving a concert. I planned to work on getting my act together so I could go. But as happens with most things, I didn't follow through. I was kind of bummed when I heard the show was sold out, but my co-worker Paul decided that we should listen to the radio and try to win tickets.

So, on Wednesday, we listened to 99.9 FM who, sho' enough were giving away tickets. The question was "What city did Chris Daughtry audition for American Idol in?" The answer was Denver, CO, so Paul and I went to work dialing. Well, guess who got through??

That's right, it was me! (if you guessed someone else, you are not very good at these types of things...) Now, that in itself was awesome enough but that wasn't all. Not only did I win the tickets, but I won the chance to interview Chris Daughtry for the radio station! How do I win that? Well, I'm glad you asked. I have to FIND A FAMOUS PERSON and INTEVIEW THEM AT THE RADIO STATION ON MONDAY MORNING? Um, WHAT??!! How am I going to find a famous person?

At first, I really didn't want to do it. it's really far outside of my comfort zone, after all. But the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to interview someone. What's an interview if not a string of questions said with wit and charm? How fun would THAT be?

If I don't find a famous person to interview, I still get the tickets...so now I'm just trying to see if I can find someone before the 11th hour. Are any of you famous or related to famous people? Help me out here!

SO...that's my story and (you guessed it!) I'm sticking to it. I'll let you know how it all turns out!

Shower (and not the wet kind)

Last weekend I took a little trip to Houston, TX to suprise my lovely sister Lindsay with a bridal shower. Not only did she not know the bridal shower was happening, she ALSO didn't know I was flying in.

I really enjoy the covert ops...especially when I can pull it off. I must admint that I was probably able to do so because I live a few states away. People have told me that my face is expressive and I can't really hide anything. I like to think of it as being open, but I guess the FBI isn't for me. National security resting on my eye expression? Probably not so much...

Here are the highlights of the weekend:

Do you think she was suprised? This picture is amazing for more than one reason...but mostly because I finally go the timing right on my digital camera! Don't you HATE the delay?

One of the weird things about planning a shower long distance is that you don't really know anyone. :) But my sister chooses good friends...they were all really fun to hang out with and we had a blasted good time.

This is our sick/drugged out model picture. I personally think I am a DEAD RINGER for Tyra Banks. :)

Awww...how CUTE! Here's the boy that come March will change the Haddock family forever. It will be nice to have a brother!

The Lots of Parking

Hello, all...

Now, all you bloggers out there, do you find yourself going through mental exercise every so often as you go through your daily routine? "Hmm...this would be a really good post! Oh, I could include pictures of...and quotes with..." Here's how it happened for me:.

Amy - alone driving in her car, listening to some upbeat tunes, minding her own business when WHAM!! The left front tire disappears below her into a black hole, only to resurface with a big jolt.

Yes, it was the mother of all potholes...and all her children are rampant out here in Colorado Springs. Apparently, the snow plows have a hard time distinguisihing between floofy white snow/wet slimey ice and the ACTUAL PAVEMENT. As a result, I am doing my best to avoid the volcano like holes, drive the speed limit and stay between the lines, all at the same time.

I'm serious. Sometimes it's like the road isn't even there.

Also, while I'm on the subject (kind of), I was in the Target parking lot last night, headed in for a few items I couldn't live without like gum and a new shirt, when I was struck with a case of "parking lot greed". You all know what I'm talking about, don't pretend like you don't...Parking lot greed is when you drive down an aisle to find a parking spot and find one that is a perfectly respectable distance from the door of said establishment and then KEEP DRIVING knowing that there is an even closer parking spot out there waiting with your name on it. Trust me folks...9 times out of 10 it is a no-go. Then you end up winding around the parking lot 3 times and parking even further back than the initial spot! It's a terrible disease...I hope they find a vaccination soon.

Whelp, ta-ta for now.