go radio.

On Wednesday night, we ventured to Columbia for some Go Radio live in honor of Ray Ray's nineteenth birthday. Not only did we get to hear and see a great band play a great show, but we also witnessed our first mosh during the two opening acts. It wasn't anything like I'd imagined it was, and I can easily describe it in one word: terrifying. There were a few times I wanted to deck the crazy guys flailing around right in the jaw, especially when they were ramming people into walls. Like I said, terrifying. The only thing I liked about moshing was the ending, and that's a fact.

Aside from the rioting, it was a perfect night, making it my fourth incredible concert in just fifteen days. This life of mine is one I don't deserve, I tell ya.

"...'cause tomorrow don't mean anything tonight."

-Go Radio

t-ball's finest.

HE HITS!

HE SCORES!

Annnnnnnd he's pretty darn CUTE!

Just wanted you guys and gals to know what a strikingly handsome, athletic nephew I've got. Seriously, y'all, just look at that face! I love me some Richard Trenton.

jack's in atlanta.

For my twenty-fourth birthday, my soulmate surprised me with tickets to a Jack's Mannequin concert in Atlanta on the twenty-first of April. Yepp, you guessed it, I DIED when she handed them to me! My excitement made it hard to wait three weeks for the show, but I was beyond elated with the day finally arrived. We pulled into town with several hours to spare, so we did a little window shopping and ate a delicious dinner at The Cheesecake Factory before making our way to The Loft. One of the things that made this concert more special than most of the others we've been to is that it counts as our fourth anniversary of our first concert together, which was also at The Loft. Most thoughtful gift ever? Quite possibly. All of our road trips to see our favorite bands play are some of my favorite memories, and they always will be.

Explorations.

Almost there.

First up: Kate Earl:

Next up: Erland.

And, finally, the reason for our screams:

ANDREW MCMAHON

Jack's Mannequin

"I swim for brighter days despite the absence of sun."

-Jack's Mannequin

hunter + carrie.

Last Tuesday night, I got to accompany a couple of my favorite ladies to the Hunter Hayes + Carrie Underwood concert. Let me just preface this entire post by saying these three words: IT WAS AWESOME! Seriously, so awesome. I don't really listen to country music, so it took me by complete and total surprise when Hunter Hayes took the stage and rocked out on the guitar AND the piano. I decided by the end of the night that he needed to marry my sister and sing to her all the time. Wouldn't that be the most precious thing ever? She'd probably have a heart attack, though, so there's no guarantee it would work out. Heck, even I screamed like a twelve year-old girl when he was singing "Wanted."

I saw Carrie in concert the last time she came to Greenville, and as much as I loved her then, I loved her even more this go'round. Not only can she sing like no one else, but she's gorgeous. I've loved her since American Idol, and I can still vividly remember Melanie and I jumping up and down for ten minutes after they announced her as the winner and the immediately running outside to scream some more and cut cart wheels. Yepp, we may have been slightly obsessed. Nevertheless, she was absolutely worth the embarrassment. Love me some Carrie!

Here are a few of the hundreds of pictures I took while we were there. They don't do the show justice, but they give a good glimpse of how incredible it was!

First up:

HUNTER HAYES.

Next up:

CARRIE UNDERWOOD.

Last but not least:

MY GIRLS.

This night is one I'll never forget as long as I live. Concerts are my favorite thing in the world, and attending them with so many of my favorite people make them even more perfect. I'm already looking forward to her coming back the next time!

tailgatin,' y'all.

Last Sunday, all the Stoners (our fancy word for "members") were invited to stick around after the Gathering for some good food and good fellowship. It was so much fun to simply hang out with each other, especially since there was corn hole and football. Teesh was our group's chef, and he did a fabulous job fattening us right up. The guys talked about guy stuff, the girls talked about girl stuff, and the kiddos enjoyed sidewalk chalk and eavesdropping.

I seriously wish we could do this every Sunday. I hope this tradition sticks around for a long, long time. The people I get to do life with at Capstone Church are absolutely, positively wonderful, and I am more than blessed to call them some of my dearest friends.

our happy place.

Any time we get to go to a concert of one of our favorite artists is always the best time ever, but that's especially true when it's a Wakey!Wakey! show. Our impromptu plans to make this late Tuesday night mini-roadtrip to Charlotte was anything but disappointing. Heck, I got to hang out with three of my best friends AND hear good ol' Grubbs serenade me for several hours all in the same night. It might not be your idea of a perfect evening, but it was definitely mine. I hope I never regret getting less sleep because of adventures like this one.

So what will your legacy be?