school pick-up mediocre, and butt wiping....in case you were interested.

1. We usually walk to pick Max up from school. As you walk {UPHILL} to the school entrance you have to walk past "the lineup"...where parents who are picking up their kid{s} by car line up for the exit system they have in place. By the time we are walking up the hill cars are packed beyond the driveway and into the street {some nuts get there at 2:15....I don't know about you but I don't want to sit in my car, all sweaty and bored for an HOUR before school lets out all so we can be the first ones outta there. I don't get it.} so basically you are on display for all these people leisurely sitting in their cars {reading, listening to music, or picking their nose while they wait} watching you walk up the hill.
So what if I change before we leave just because I feel like I'm walking on a catwalk and maybe put some lip gloss on {forget makeup...I don't wear it because I am L-A-Z-Y...you hear that I am a bum!!} just so I might be somewhat bearable to look at as I walk up that hill.
Nevermind the fact that I can't walk in a straight line or that I usually end up CARRYING Evan while pushing Liam, because he is "too tired"...I mean heck if I can haul my blubber up a hill his little legs should be able to make the short hike.
When we get up to the school, I am catching my breath like I just finished running a half-marathon {OK, fine. a full marathon} and Evan is running around in the grass because ALL OF THE SUDDEN his legs don't hurt anymore.

2.Evan uses the word "mediocre" as if it were his name. He just adds it in a sentence here and there. I finally asked him what it means.

"It means you need to drive your car."

Of course it does. DUH.

3. I'm sure you will all be pleased to hear that it has been a good while since Evan has slammed his P with the toilet seat.
HOWEVER, we have recently been teaching him to wipe his own behind and he uses half a roll...meaning I spend a good portion of each morning after his post breakfast relief unplugging a toilet. {fyi...I've been trying to pay attention to WHEN he is heading in, so I can remind him to keep the squares to a minimum.
Why not just wipe him a little longer you ask? {well maybe you don't ask, but I'm going to tell you why anyway}
The kid has NO RESERVATIONS about using a toilet with the door wide open and asking others to join him inside the bathroom, you know as to not miss anything. It must be like when your in the middle of a movie and you get up to use the bathroom and hope you don't miss anything important.
As another side note, I have also caught this child on our back porch pants around his ankles spraying our yard. {and I should add that our neighbors can see our yard VERY WELL and are outside MOST OF THE TIME}

He also has no problem, no matter who is over at our house, yelling at the top of his lungs;

"MMMOOOOOOMMMM!!! Can you wipe my butt?!!!!"

Let's just say it's happened on more than one occasion when people have been over.
So, we decided that it was about time this kid began wiping his own derriere.

No, we didn't just consume food while in AZ but...

we did also go here:



Our friend Chad, who has a plethora of useless knowledge in his brain, had read a book about In-In-Out and gave us an education while we were there, and the inside info. on fancy ordering.



I'm pretty sure they do not hire anyone over 30, but all the youngins we encountered were so sweet. :)



So yeah, we went not once but THREE times while we were there! And I'm actually not a big meat eater, but I'm pretty sure the burger got better every time.

SPRINKLES.

I've wanted to go for years, and finally, while in AZ, we did.











YUM.

back from cactus land.

Justin and I just got back from Arizona. We sure missed our boys, but it was so great to have a getaway. It was gorgeous. I couldn't stop commenting on how it felt like a whole new world down there, and in many ways it was. It was so beautiful, and this shot on a rainy afternoon {where it rained everywhere else besides on us} I just love.

More to come....

freshly cut

This morning {while Liam napped and Evan rode his bike in the cul-de-sac} I mowed the lawn, and it felt good.



While I mowed the lawn I thought about these things:
{in no particular order}

-how white my legs are
-how I worry too much about my body and need to be more pro-active about NOT caring so much
-a husband that I love with all my heart. He can make me laugh like none other.
-the fact that I know he loves me, even though I really am a stinker sometimes. He gets me, and I get him. I love the connection we have. Truly a gift from God.
-the fact that we have three kids.
-the fact that I've only read one book {from cover to cover} this year. {GASP}
-thankful that I have a lawn to mow.
-DANG! I won an i-pad!
-what the heck that song was that I had memorized and LOVED in high school. It is a pretty random song, but by a girl and I CANNOT REMEMBER IT FOR THE LIFE OF ME.
-that I NEED to get out and about and practice shooting {with a camera that is}
-how good I have it.
-the conversation I had with my cousin a few weeks ago, about how I want to daily, hourly be thinking about Jesus. Mediating on him, enjoying him, and in turn I hope, that I might be more loving, compassionate, and kind.

It was a good morning to mow the lawn.

"... the worst possible heritage to leave with children: high spiritual pretensions and low performance."
— D.A. Carson

so much more than an I-pad

{photo credit:rescuebabiesnow.org}

After the disaster in Haiti Justin and I {like so many others} wanted to help in some way. After some searching we decided to donate to Compassion International. An organization whose mission I could stand behind, an organization that I've only heard good things about was the choice for us.
Fast forward to yesterday.

I joined Mckmama in her Child Survival challenge by making a donation to Compassion International, thinking there is no way in a million years I'd win but I wanted to help too.

This morning,I got an excited call from a friend.
" I know I shouldn't be envious, but you won the I-pad from Mckmama!!!"
"Excuse me?! I what?!" I was screaming at her in the middle of the parking lot. I'm sure people thought I was insane. I found Justin, got on his phone immediately to check her blog...and sure enough, there were our names saying we had won.
awesome.
You know what was even more AWESOME? The fact that the faithful readers of Mckmama's blog donated over $30,000!!!That is more than some people make in a year. INCREDIBLE! It makes me so happy that so many mothers in a far different place from us will be abundantly blessed as they struggle to make it though each day!
A HUGE reality check for this girl. It is SO easy to forget how good we really have it and this organization and cause to help was a great reminder of that to me.
Praise the Lord for all the money donated! Praise him for his grace to us each day! I pray that I will be reminded of this grace, think of him and his goodness poured unto my selfish soul as I seek to honor and bring him glory.

A big THANK YOU to MckMama for thinking this great idea up , that brought us all together to bring some help to {taken from the site directly} "...Compassion’s Child Survival Program helps developing world mothers and babies in their most vulnerable times, offering practical care and extending God’s love. By joining with Compassion, you’re giving them the best chance at life."

a few things to note.

1. I've officially decided I like fall better than spring. Don't get me wrong, I love the warm weather after a rough winter, it is always much appreciated. However, I have one big beef with spring.
The bugs.
Sure, I know I should appreciate bugs for all they are worth, and they are an amazing part of nature, and so on but guess what? I hate them. ALL of them.
If I see it in or around my home, I kill it. None of this capture and let it back out in the wild nonsense...it might think it can come back.
We've killed three wasps in our house already this year. I LOATHE wasps. They are big, loud and downright scary. And they STING, and it hurts. I am scared of them. I scream and get immediate goosebumps when I see one near me.
In fact, I am so mad about them this year that I dreamt about them last night. It was horrible.
So, FALL it is. The bugs are going bye-bye and there is nothing like seeing the leaves change.


2. In a few weeks Just and I are taking a trip.
ALONE.
We are both excited, and nervous. I know the kids will be fine, but if you are a parent, well, you know. I also know that they will probably be all well behaved, do what they are told, and ask for spinach and green beans for dinner.
Regardless, it will be nice to have a break. To have adult conversations for a whole day. No butts to be wiped and no laundry to think about getting done.
I'm sure I will miss it.
However, I think we are one of those couples who don't talk about their kids the whole time they are away from them.
When we have our date nights we don't really so I hope we can have some good adult conversations while we are there.
It's gonna be great.



3. Justin and I were up late last night watching {don't ask me why} "Hoarding:Buried Alive" on TLC and let me tell you what. I learned that I am, indeed, married to a HOARDER!

HOWEVER, I am the complete OPPOSITE of a hoarder. I don't hang unto anything. Look if you have something you love but it is not in any use {take a picture of it and put it in an album}. I am not all about hanging unto things, at all. I get it from my Dad.

About 4 years ago or so, {I think as we were getting ready to move} I was going through our closet and making a pile to go to goodwill. Justin had some seriously outdated and not to mention UGLY things that I didn't even know existed that had to go.
Fast forward a bit, it was spring and Justin had just deemed it short worthy weather {which I'm not a big shorts fan} and was going through his shorts when I hear;

"Oh. My. Gosh. Where are my jean shorts?"

Need I really say more?
I will.
These "shorts" were more like male Capri's and were a size in which you could park an RV in....and my husband is not a large man.
Tall yes. Wide waisted, no.
They were gross, ugly and had to go. I still hear about those shorts to this day.
If I can't take it any longer I just get rid of it. I don't tell him, because it will take him years to notice it's even gone and he will throw a fit because I want to get rid of his 1994 Tommy Hilfiger purple {although he claims it's blue} sweater that he hasn't worn since 1999.
There are a number of other things I have threatened to toss, like his old notebooks and PILES of school work from freshman year of college. He and I both know he will NEVER look at them again. I'm still working on getting rid that stuff.


4. Last fall, I ran a 5k, in the POURING rain. It was awful. I had worn a bright yellow GAP "raincoat" to the race. By time my friend Jamie and I had parked the car and walked to the race site I was soaked.
She on the other hand was dry as could be.
I tossed that yellow Gap crap. I mean rain coats aren't exactly worn for style, I mean it is nice to look stylish in a raincoat, which was my intent with this coat, but apparently it was made for style alone...it was a BRIGHT YELLOW SLICKER!
So, I bought a Northface rain jacket soon after.
Today I had to walk Max to school as my car is getting new tires and Justin leaves for work at a sickening hour, so the boys were covered and given umbrellas and we got to school and back dry...minus my jeans.
So all that to say, that the Northface coat was
worth, EVERY. SINGLE. PENNY.
They must make rain pants?

post Easter.

Being that my 'good' camera is currently out of order as we wait for a memory card reader to come to try and retrieve the pictures I lost, so I didn't take a whole lot of pictures. Plus I missed the kids singing as I was in the nursery....where else? {I guess that is part of the job when nursery director}. Another family video taped it though, so I asked them to e-mail it too me. It is always sweet when the kids get up front and sing praises to the Lord.


The morning started off well, considering, and we were well on our way to church when Max lost it. I don't even remember what set him off but he was crying and I said forget the pictures but snapped one last one to document his tears for no reason on this day.

After church though, everybody was eager to get home and enjoy the BEAUTIFUL day we had.
Max, Evan and Justin headed outside while Liam napped,and I began preparations for our Lupper. Max and Ev. brought in some 'flowers'. It's so sweet that they always pick them, and they do it a lot...needless to say we have no weeds in our lawn!

I also attempted easter egg cupcakes...and I'm pretty pleased with how they turned out. I'm no artist, but the kids all got a kick out of these, and they were pretty tasty too as I used Sprinkles cupcake mix.


We had friends over for dinner and dessert, and it was a grand time. We are so blessed to have so many incredible friends in our church body, where we really truly love one another and to celebrate the living Savior together was so great.

And the L-man couldn't have been happier to be a part of it all, and stay up until 10PM!

Praise be to God for sending his son to die for our sinful, selfish souls. He's is RISEN! Hallelujah!

Easter Song {by Keith Green--click song title to hear it. It's a wonderful song I grew up with}

Here the bells ringing
They’re singing that you can be born again
Here the bells ringing
They’re singing christ is risen from the dead

The angel up on the tombstone
Said he has risen, just as he said
Quickly now, go tell his disciples
That jesus christ is no longer dead

Joy to the word, he has risen, hallelujah
He’s risen, hallelujah
He’s risen, hallelujah

IKEA.

Nothing brings me greater joy {OK slight exaggeration} than watching someone struggle with an IKEA cart.
The boys and I were sitting in the cafe having a snack over looking the parking lot and I watched this guy struggle, I mean STRUGGLE to get to his car with his cart.
It was an incredible thing to watch. I wish I would've had my flip.

Those things are IMPOSSIBLE to push...apparently it is like a 4-wheel drive cart. I don't get it.

However...this guy might be on to some new olympic event.

the weekend.

I recently {thanks to my VERY generous Father [and mother who allowed it] } came into possession of this little baby:

Last Friday night we met for the first time, and I know I need to get to know her, love her and use her to the best of her abilities. She's a beaut.

And I had this nice, well priced lens for her. A lens that I used to take pictures at my brothers wedding this weekend. Then...

she broke. I was helping Evan get dressed this morning and I hear a horrible crash in the dining room. I rush in and there stood Liam {with an " I know I did something really bad' look on his face } and there sat my lens, broken in two. The camera, remained on the table, intact.

The story does get worse though. I may have accidentally deleted EVERY LAST PICTURE I took over the weekend too.

I was being a moron and I don't even know what I did. I don't have the right size card reader to upload pictures anyway, and so Justin ordered me a new card reader last night and we will attempt to get the pictures later this week.

Regardless of all the photography mishaps, we had an amazing weekend, celebrating my oldest brothers marriage to one awesome girl.

More to come.

thank you Sara V.W. ,you made my day!

Ben invited his mother over for dinner. During the course of the meal, Ben's mother couldn't help but notice how beautiful Ben's roommate, Jennifer, was. Ben's Mom had long been suspicious of the platonic relationship between Ben and Jennifer, and this had only made her more curious.

Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Ben and Jennifer than met the eye.

Reading his mom's thoughts, Ben volunteered, 'I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you Jennifer and I are just roommates.'

About a week later, Jennifer came to Ben saying, 'Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?'

Ben said, 'Well, I doubt it, but I'll send her an e-mail just to be sure. So he sat down and wrote:





__________________________________________________________

Dear Mom,

I'm not saying that you 'did' take the gravy ladle from the house, I'm not saying that you 'did not' take the gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.

Love, Ben


__________________________________________________________

Several days later, Ben received an email back from his mother that read:
____________________________________________________

Dear Son,

I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Jennifer, I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Jennifer. But the fact remains that if Jennifer is sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.

Love, Mom

LESSON OF THE DAY -
NEVER LIE TO YOUR MOTHER

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Well I tried. I thought with a little luck of the Irish I could maybe pull off some cute cookies.

Instead I ended up with some green blobs. It was fun anyway, and I had a good excuse to make them as we have small group at our house on Wednesday nights.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

spring.

Last Friday night at our casa

NBC rules!

Brian Williams was on 30 Rock last night. His line: "Hey CNBC, Nightly News RULES!"
Have you ever seen that show? I never had, and it was pretty funny. But back to Brian...I love Brian Williams!He holds a special place in my heart. Since the passing of Peter Jennings it was hard to find a new news anchor to love and along came Brian Williams to fill that void.


Here is another couple great quotes from 3o rock.

Liz {Tina Fey}"The hug plane is coming in for a landing."

Jack {Alec Baldwin}"You're cleared for approach."

"He could be a serial killer. He could wear a thumb ring." - Liz

Quote from Evan.

"Mom! Look at that shirt!"

"Aw, that's cute."

"No, no, not cute Mom, cool."

well, eeexxxcccuuuuuseee me Evan.


Our voicemail.
"Call received at 3:07 PM, from phone number eight five nine, five, five, five, one, seven, O, O. ?!"
What?! It is ZERO, ZERO!!!

Which reminded me of this great clip:



Happy Friday!

gas station fun

who knew a trip to the gas station could turn into such a gas...yeah, I made that joke.

Just before I need to go get Max from school, EJ, the L-man and I head to drop off some dry cleaning and fill 'er up.
So here I am minding my own business, pumpin' my gas, and these two guys are trying to get the bucket to this sign. They determine they need to move the truck to a better position and the one guy starts backing that baby up and the other in the truck is yelling," hey, Hey, HEY!!!" and bam...right into the coke machine. And...he throws 'er in park. Doesn't bother moving her away from the machine, and gets out and meanwhile the bucket guy is trying to move the bucket out and up to change the gas prices on the sign. He is bobbing up and down, all over the place...it did NOT look exactly safe, or right, but I had to take a picture.
EVERYBODY there was staring at these two, and the best part was that they were oblivious to that as they were so focused on their work.
Maybe you had to be there, but it was a gas!

What is this you ask?

Looks like a poorly made bed, you say.

While you would be right in saying that this bed is indeed, poorly made, it is what lies beneath the bed that I want to direct your attention to.
No, I'm not talking about the Target PILLED{bummer} birdie pillow {which I do love by the way}....I'm talking sheets.
The sheets that I HIGHLY recommend.
The sheets that Justin and I would never ever take off the bed if it were possible. {which I suppose it is, but that's gross}
The sheets that cost me a total of about $23.00 and are nicer than the Ralph Lauren and Pottery Barn sheets we received from our wedding.
SO, what are they?
They are Martha Stewart sheets, and I should add we have a king bed and this included the flat, fitted, and pillowcases.
And,where did I get them?
Macys.
I LOVE Macys, because so often they are practically GIVING things away. These sheets, originally marked $120 for 500 thread count, {which WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?}....were marked 75% off, and then an additional 25% off that.
I hesitated buying them, but decided we could use a newer set for that price, and that night after I had put them on Justin got into bed and commented;
"What are these sheets? They are the most comfortable sheets in the world!!!"
And they are, I don't even know why they are so much more comfortable but sleep has never felt sooo good.

HAPPY MONDAY!

Dad for President

dadforprez., originally uploaded by olives on a monday.

This brought tears to my eyes when I pulled out of Maxwell's backpack this afternoon.

I recently listened to a sermon given by Tim Keller that my cousin, Nicole sent my way. It was REALLY great, and I suggest the listen. I probably rewound this part about 30 times, it was REALLY helpful for me to hear.

"No one has lived properly. No one can pass any moral evaluation of any sort.
OK. So many people say;
'Alright, alright I get it, but here is the thing I don't understand.
This this idea of debt, A debt that has to be paid for.
Surely if there is a God, goes the objection, God can just forgive it. God can just forgive, can't he?'

Listen carefully.
This is the answer.
NO.

What I mean is, he just can't forgive the payment.
I beg you to think about this with me for a second, this is very important to understanding this whole thing.

First of all let me ask you psychologically,
If someone really, really wrongs you. REALLY wrongs you What happens?
I would suggest, and I think unavoidably, there is a debt. There is something between you and the person who has seriously wronged you.
And it can't be wished away, it can't be ignored.
It's a debt, and there are only two things you can do with a debt.

The only way to get rid of the barrier on the one hand you can make them pay it down.
In other words, you can hurt them, you can berate them you can find ways of making them suffer, you can exclude them, there are all sorts of things, and as you see them paying it you sense the debt being payed down at a certain point it's gone.

Now, by the way the Bible says if you do it that way, if you make people pay for what they have done it will turn you into a hard person.
It will dehumanize you. But that is not our subject today.

Nevertheless, you can make them pay it,
OR
the other thing you can do, you say, well, why don't you just forgive?

OK. That is the right thing to do, but let me tell you what forgiveness is made of.

To forgive them means;
when I want to hurt them, I don't.
When I want to slice up their reputation, I don't
When I want to just think hateful thoughts, and how have they done these awful things and what awful people they are, I don't!
And if I do that, if I refuse to do that, you will find, as time goes on that your anger subsides and why?

Because YOU are paying the debt down yourself.
YOU ARE PAYING it DOWN.

It is costly, it is difficult, but the fact of the matter, it doesn't go away,there is no way emotionally psychologically when a real wrong is done, it can just be forgiven.
Somebody has to pay the debt. They have to pay it, you have to pay it, SOMEBODY has to pay to pay it or the barrier is there. "

-Tim Keller, The Story of the Lamb

Bourbon Drive-in

I HAD TO drive out to Paris {Par-ee as we like to call it} to visit Chad & Mel in their Ol' Kentucky Home before they left later today, and there is an old closed drive in on the way, so I HAD TO stop. I also got some fun horse shots, those will come soon!



Wouldn't you be SO MAD if a big ol' train came roaring through in the middle of your movie? Maybe that's why the place went belly up!

Can't you almost see cars here? The year: 1958. HOT DATE NIGHT at the drive-in!


I used the word Ol' TWICE in this post. Unnessesary.

a hard goodbye.

Our first Sunday at Providence I had met Melody in the nursery. She was so sweet, so southern. I remember asking her when she was due, perhaps in three to four months. NOT SO!
She had the cutest little belly with her firstborn arriving in a month! ONE MONTH!
I actually didn't get to meet Chad our first Sunday there, but Justin did saying he seemed like a cool guy. {Funny thing was, I had sort of met Chad before as I had seen him at Starbucks {where he worked} and had once complemented him on his watch}
I remember leaving that Sunday saying to Just that this was going to be our church home. I just knew it.
We have been blessed with an AWESOME church family, but I'll save that for another time. For now it's all about the Mondragons.
I never could have imagined the friendship that would SO quickly develop. We had been in Lexington for about 8 months and still were searching for our church home when we found Providence.

fall 2008 {a little over a year of when we first met}

A few weeks after we started attending Providence, and a couple of weeks before Melody was due they had us over to our house.

Now, before our big dinner night you should know that EVERYBODY at church was telling us how GREAT our dinner would be at their home. How they were the best cooks and that we were so lucky to go have dinner with them.

We get to their house anticipating a amazing 5 course meal,the meal of a lifetime, and Chad says;
"I hope you guys don't mind but we ordered Donato's pizza. "

We laughed and told them how everybody had talked up their mad cooking skills and how we were anticipating the meal of a lifetime. Of course we didn't mind, Mel was ready to give birth at any given moment and we hadn't had Donato's before, so it was fun to try a local pizza place that we now LOVE.

They have since made us more wonderful meals than I can recall.

We have always teased each other whenever one of us had other people over.
"Oh, so what? THEY are your new best friends? You are replacing us?!"

We have had some REALLY great times together. They are the kind of friends that you laugh so much with, so much so that your stomach kills after you spend a night together.

I still remember when we told them we wouldn't be settling down in Lexington for only a few years, and they told us that they wouldn't let us leave, that Justin would have to find another company to work for here.
Little did any of us know that they would be the first ones to depart.

When they first told us that they felt called to plant a church in Colorado, a place where Chad has always had part of his heart {born and raised there} and still has his Mother, Grandmother, sister and nephew there, I hardly believed it.
I left their house that night is a state of shock and excitement for them and this new adventure, along with sadness that they would be leaving us.

{I love this picture...like our times together it is chaotic, yet so fun}

As the months have passed and Chad has made several trips and connections in Centennial, where they will live and launch Sola Community Church it has been amazing to see Chad and Melody get excited to go out there, to be involved in the community there and to reach out to people and raise up new disciples for the glory of Jesus Christ!

This morning I am watching their girls for one last time while they finish packing up and tommorow afternoon they will begin the trek out west. I'm glad I have a fresh box of kleenex handy, because I'll be needing them all week.

Oh, and how could I forget?! Last night we had our last meal together at our house.

And what else could we have had, but Donatos.

Mel,
So, SO thankful that the Lord brought us together. I'm so AMAZED at how God has used you in my life, knowing that I could talk to you about anything. I have LOVED watching you become an awesome Mother and a dear friend. It makes me glad how much my heart aches, as it proves the deep love I have for you guys. I thank the Lord for such wonderful friends.
We are going to miss you all so much, but know that Justin and I will be praying for you and Chad, Juj, Addie, and Brek as you embark on this journey. We are SO thankful for the time we had with you all. We have been VERY blessed by not only your friendship, but your testimony in our lives.
You all will always hold a special place in my heart.
LOVE you.

Anne

ps- I will never forget the first time I heard you say olive oil..."olive ole" or "pi" {pie} I'm going to miss you.

ready for the weekend.

To wrap up this week:

Evan slammed the toilet seat down on his P again...and being the awesome Mom I am I couldn't help but laugh as I consoled him. He's done it TWICE now!

Liam has mastered the one handed sippy cup drinking technique.

Max had ANOTHER snow day. He also got 105% on his first ever spelling test! WOOT!
I cooked a couple of really fun and quite tasty meals this week.
One was Chicken Pozole which is an awesome and healthy meal.
Thanks to my soon to be sister-in-law for hooking me up with Simply Recipes.
I LOVE to cook, and hope I can develop my cooking skills even more this year.

Justin is LOVING his new{ish} position, and so, we will be in sexy Lexvegas a bit longer.
{which we both are happy about...have I mentioned our ROCKIN' church body ?! }

And....last but not least. I'm sitting at a stoplight this morning{belting out some My Morning Jacket...I've given up on caring if people think I'm weird} , after a quick run to the ole' Tar-jay and I hear a honk next to me.
The woman in the passanger seat signals for me to roll down my window.
"Do you know where the nearest Starbucks is?" asks the driver.
"Oh sure," I'm tempted to reply I know where EVERY Starbucks within a hundred mile radius is, so if they will need another soon I'm their gal. "it's blah, blah...."
"Thank you!!!"
And I roll up my window, and their signal to turn left turns green.
As soon as they turn off, I realize that the two SURE looked like Usher and his Mom.
AND there was an adult in the backseat who COULD BE a bodyguard.
You DO NOT EVEN KNOW how tempted I was to go to that Starbucks and see if it really was him.
Seriously unless it was Bradley Cooper{i love the guy} I would NOT EVEN recognize a celebrity if I had a ten minute conversation with him/her.
So if anyone out there knows if USHER was passing through Lexvegas this weekend, {or if you are reading this USHER...e-mail me} ha! Of course then again, maybe I don't want to know. Because I'll be disappointed if I'm wrong, and if I was right, I'd be disappointed I didn't get a picture.

Happy WEEKEND everybody!

check it.

My cousin Sara and I have started a 5 day a week photo blog{inspired by NIE}, just for fun. We live so far apart, that we figured this would be a fun way to keep in touch, and for our family all over the country toc check out. {click picture to get to blog}