An Interruption

Normally I don't blog about myself. It's a little weird to share things to the world about how awesome I am. I don't know if it's that I'm humble or if it's that I just don't do things that compare to the coolness of my kids.

But Last Night, I did. I went with my neighbor, and dear friend to a JOSH GROBAN concert!

We were dared by someone to yell out "I want to have YOUR BABIES! Oh, wait, I already have some." We didn't, because we were too far away to be heard.

It was awesome! He sings as good live as he does on his studio recordings. He's also funny. He would be talking about the song and then interrupt himself with a "wow, I'm rambling..." or he'd call back to people in the audience, "I love you too, first-name last-name that I don't know."

I had a lot of fun!
Here's me and my friend. With the not quite natural hold-the-camera-and-take-a-picture-of-yourself shot.

Here's Josh. If you don't believe me, then tough. It's a small picture, but it is him.

I was trying to decide how much of a "Grobanite" I am. I mean I'm not one of the screaming girls desperate for his handshake or for him to fall in love with me. I'm not a part of his fan club or know all of his deepest darkest secrets. I do own all of his CD's though, (except for his live concert CD which I have all the songs he preformed) and was willing to go spend money to see him live. And it was worth it.