Britney Spears' Circus in New Orleans...ZOMGosh!!

Note: I don't usually post this much in one day so be sure you don't miss the two posts below this one, especially Lisa's. There's important information on how you can help her family, online memorials, etc. Thank you.

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20 days until the Britney Spears Circus Tour hits the Verizon Center in DC! :)



Is that not the hottest show ever?!!! Click here to see more videos from Tuesday night's performance in New Orleans.

~Here's Britney's Set List, which I was a little disappointed in. I wanted more tracks from "Circus" in the show, like "Mannequin", "Lace and Leather", "Kill the Lights", and "Unusual You."

And "Break the Ice" from Blackout is only a video presentation. (I would've loved to have seen "Gimme More" and "Toy Soldier" from Blackout on the set list as well).

The intro to "Break the Ice" would've been a perfect opener for the concert, IMO...."It's been awhile. I know I shouldn't have kept you waiting. But I'm here now."

I've heard rumors that she surprised the audience by including "Break the Ice" in the encore, but I don't know if that's true yet. But even without some of my faves in there, it's still going to be beyond incredible.

She did perform "Everytime" which was NOT on the set list so who knows what surprises she'll have in store for the other tour stops. Have you watched that video by the way? Click here to see it. So powerful and so symbolic of what she's been through. I can't imagine that song is easy for her to perform.

There's talk that Madonna may pop in on one of the shows like Britney did for her, especially since "Me Against the Music" is on the set list. I doubt DC would be the place for that to happen but I can dream. :)

~Rumor before the show was that this video was the one that would be played in the "Break the Ice" interlude. Turned out to be true. Here it is (*chills*):



~Here's a peek at the rehearsals:



~Excellent Twitter play-by-play of the NO show from @britneylive.

~A few pics from the show from @britneylive's TwitPics (click the name to see all of them):







~And finally, I've ordered the costume and it's on its way:



Be prepared for an onslaught of pics/video from Amanda and me on the 24th!

Well Baby I'm a Put-On-A-Show Kind of Girl

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One, long, agonizing month until Amanda and I finally get to see Britney! I've been thinking of ordering this costume to wear to the concert:



But I haven't been able to make myself fork over the money for it. And there's no gurantee Amanda is going to buy a costume herself and I don't think I'd want to be the only one dressed up. But the other part of me knows I'd better order it soon if I'm going to do it. Ugh...decisions, decisions!

Okay, if you were me, what would you do? Order (and probably have a blast with it...lots of others are dressing up even if Amanda won't be), or just go in my regular, boring clothes but save myself the $40?

There Goes My Life...

Note: Be sure to scroll down one post if you missed Matthew's birthday. I usually let a post like that sit for a couple of days, but I definitely had to put this up for Amanda

Today, Amanda heads for her new life at college. But it feels like just yesterday that she was born...



Just yesterday that I pinched those adorable cheeks...



Just yesterday that she had her first birthday cake...



Just yesterday when she still fit into her daddy's arms:



Just yesterday when she went through the tween stage:



Just yesterday when she thought thumbs up was the coolest thing you could do:



Yesterday went by so fast...



And now she's ready to spread her wings and fly...



Out of all the posts I've ever written, this is one of the most meaningful ones to me. So I ask you to indulge me a bit and share two songs with me that mean so very much at this time.

We'll never forget to remember you, Amanda....



(we really will be loading a Chevy today as we pack her up...weird....and I wish I could've made my own video with pictures of Amanda to the lyrics but I don't know how).

I couldn't find an embed code for the second song. So I couldn't post it here. But it would mean SO very much to me if you could click here and watch this video too. So much. It's incredibly moving. I promise you won't be disappointed.

That video could be our life story. It's eerily accurate since Rob and I were so young when we had Amanda. We were told we ruined our lives, that our future was over.

This video explains perfectly what it was like at that time and what it's like for us today as we send her off to college. One of the hardest days of my entire life.

"There goes our life. There goes our future, our everything. We love you. Goodbye."

Reality Roundup

First of all, so far so good on the stomach virus. No one else has come down with it. But, Amanda came down with a cold/flu virus Monday night and had trouble breathing with a fever of 103. *sigh* Now that one Natalie can definitely not get because it will be a guaranteed hospital trip. Fingers crossed. Prayers upward.



Anyone watching "The Mole?" I have a theory. I keep seeing references to the number 10 in most of the shows. And Clay is the tenth person they show in the intro. So while I feel like Mark is the mole, if my theory is correct, it will actually be Clay. He's my favorite player too so I hope I'm right about it.

What I can't stand about that show, though, is the host's voice. Way. Too. Much. It's been so bad I've wanted to mute the t.v.



I am DYING for "Big Brother 10" to start! I can't get enough of all the pre-show hoopla. My favorite site being this one.

I've been spending way too much time watching the videos and getting the inside scoop on all the house guests, but I am working while I do it, which may or may not be a good thing. And I'm *this close* to purchasing the 24/7 feeds (I know, I know...but I REALLY love this show).



I'm sad "The Bachelorette" is over, but I must say I did not particularly like Deanna. I think she seemed a little too snooty and full of herself, just like she did when she was on "The Bachelor."

And I feel SO sorry for Jason who was my pick for her. She dragged that poor man along to the very end, which means he spent the most time away from his son as possible. Ugh!

I do like Jesse though. I just wonder how long someone as sweet and carefree as he is will last with someone like her. Any bets?



Update: Check out the website Deanna and Jesse set up. Pretty cool! They do look really cute together.

I Love Emily Leatherman

Thank you Emily Leatherman, for being a famous crazy stalker and for doing this to my blog stats:

• Total 43,583
  
• Average Per Day 105
  
• Average Visit Length 1:37
  
• Last Hour 360
  
• Today 1,003
  
• This Week 736

And it's only 1 in the afternoon my time.

Emily decided to jump in the spotlight again, and since I'm the #1 Google result for Ms. Crazy, beating out TMZ, CBS, The Washington Post, etc., my stats are skyrocketing. Booo yeah!!!! Think I'll make it to 2,000 by tonight?

Okay, so speaking of crazy, here are all of the delirious fantasies running through my head, especially after seeing this blogger comment that was left for me:

"How much can I pay The Blonde Blogger to stalk me?"

*blush* Thank you anonymous, whoever you are. I think I love you!

So after my head swelled from the hits, then swelled some more from the comment, I started daydreaming. What if? What if some celebrity person stumbles on my site? What if it's a movie producer, modeling agent (I'm a former model by the way, ahem), talent scout, TMZ person (I'm a writer and celebrity-lover, ahem), or some other fantastic, never-really-going-to-come-by-here person comes by here?

They see my post, think I'm gorgeous and funny, and they offer me a role on a show? Or invite me to a Hollywood party? Or...or...or....I don't know.....some other never-really-going-to-happen-in-a-million-years scenario?



Maybe Brad Pitt will see this and decide that Angie just wasn't the right one for him and he'll start stalking me. I'll have to let him down gently because I am in love with my husband, and I'll forever be known as the "girl who stole Brad from Angie," (and I'll do it all for Team Jen!)

I bet Emily's looking a little less crazy with each word I write, huh? *grin*

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Pee Ess: My daughter wants to be noticed to, so I promised to add this for her. She's getting a new site design today, so forgive her if her site is a little wonky. Let it be known that she is also open to all offers for fame. :)

Coming out of the Dark Age

This is me sporting my new Ipod:



(Note: No one is ever around to take photos of me...how selfish are they? I couldn't back the camera up enough to get my face AND the IPod in the shot...not that anyone probably cares, lol)

How could I have spent so much time living in the dark ages? My gosh I am love with this thing! (Thanks again, Avi!) My favorite songs right now? Well, anything Timbaland, whom I worship. I exercised yesterday to:

~Elevator (Flo Rida and Timbaland)
~Low (Flo Rida)
~Umbrella (Rhianna)
~Hips Don't Lie (Shakira)
~Give it to Me (Timbaland, Justin Timberlake, Nelly Furtado)
~Obsession (Animotion)
~Break the Ice (Britney Spears)
~The Way I Are (Timbaland and some chic)
~Say it Right (Nelly Furtado)
~Piece of Me (Britney Spears)
~Gimme More (Britney Spears)
~Crazy On You (Heart)
~Magic Man (Heart)
~Promiscuous (Timbaland and Nelly Furtado)
And then I cool down to:
~Let's Get it On
~Sexual Healing
~Kiss You All Over
~The Pina Colada Song

Now I just need to figure out how to get my newer songs onto CD from Itunes (instead of the other way around...I figured that out fast...yay me!) so Amanda and I can dance to them.

Dancing is my favorite way to exercise. You totally don't even notice the time go by. *love*

Score One for Mom!

Note: This was orignially written a couple of weeks ago...before I got sick, and has been sitting in draft mode until now.

Having to be out and about next to a gorgeous daughter does not do much for the old self-confidence. Except for the other night when Amanda and I went to our regular haunt for dinner.

A lady who worked there walked by our table looking at us and we got nervous thinking maybe they were closing and we should be leaving (it was after closing, but there were a few other groups there).

Finally, she looks at me and says (as if we're in high school), "He thinks you're cute." And she points to the guy behind the counter.

Amanda and I are all like WTF? And the whole crew is now staring at our table and laughing at the guy, who is clearly embarrassed.

So I do what any other self-respecting woman would do. I shouted in front of everyone to the lady, who had walked back behind the counter, "Who? Me or her? I have to know!"

And she pointed at me and said, "You!" As everyone that was left in the restaurant watched and laughed. But I had to know! And it was MEEEEEE!

Boo-ya! Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh! I had a smile on my face for the whole rest of the night!

Speaking of hot moms, check out this free magnet I just found while looking for an image for this post. If you're a hot mom, go get one before they run out! (And if you're brave enough, submit a video of yourself for the hottest mom contest too. I'd do it if I knew how).

"I'm Allergic to Nasty"

Amanda treated me to dinner the other night, and...Oh. My.Gosh. Okay, I'll just give you a run down so you can see how crazy we get when we are out together.

(note: I have photos on my cell phone to go with this, but still haven't figured out how to get the photos on here...I am lost without my laptop and I'm an idiot when it comes to my new phone, but I will try to get them on here soon)

(note #2: Aha! I was able to email the photos to myself and get them downloaded from my email account. Woo me!)



(This was not the photo of us in case you couldn't tell)

As soon as we got in her car to go to dinner, we went to play my Britney CD. It was dark and I couldn't see where to insert the CD and Amanda kept yelling at me, "Right at the top! Just put it in!"

So I did, all hurriedly, yelling "All right!" But then, no music came on. "It says 'No Disc.'"

We pull over to the side of the road and turn on the car light. It turns out I put the disc in the 1/5678925443th of an inch of space between the radio and the dashboard. It's stuck there even as I write this.

We then started talking about a house we have to go to soon to deliver a meal. It is a friend of a friend and they are...how shall we say...backwoods. Really backwoods. So no offense to those who are sort-of backwoods. :)

We were trying to figure out how we would leave after delivering the meal if we got stuck there talking or something.

So I said I'd make up an excuse. That I was allergic or something. And then I said something that Amanda said is the best line ever, and one we keep using every chance we get now:

"You'll have to excuse me, I'm allergic to nasty."

We repeated it all night long. "Hey, I can't be with you, I am allergic to nasty"..."Excuse me. Can you step back? I'm allergic to nasty." (say all of this with the bitchiest valley girl accent you can).

I even dared her to fake a sneeze at the checkout in the grocery store and say it to the cashier. She was actually going to do it, so I had to tell her not to.

I added a little something to the line...."I'm allergic to nasty, but I'm addicted to fine." But Amanda said I went too far with that and it wasn't funny anymore.

Finally we got to the restaurant. Have you ever been in a mood to dance, even when the music is lame?

You have to bear in mind, Amanda and I will turn out the lights in the family room, put on a strobe light, and dance all by ourselves for hours.



Well, we were joking about going all Coyote Ugly in the restaurant and what if we just started dancing on the tables? And this is to stupid songs playing. Really stupid.

But then. Suddenly. The urge became irresistible because..."SUPERFREAK" by Rick James came on. How can you not dance to "Superfreak?"

Somehow we suppressed our inner superfreaks, though, and left without making a scene. Although we did do little shoulder movements and head bobbing, which probably looked more like seizure activity than dancing to anyone watching.

Here's an example of us taking pictures of our lame hand dance moves with my cell phone:



And then we were just taking random pictures and laughing our asses off, which I'm sure all of the customers really enjoyed. Here's one where the camera distorts our noses so that we look like a John Lovitz photo, minus everything about him but his nose, of course:



After entertaining the crowd at the restaurant, we then made our way to Starbucks for dessert. You know how when a place is filled with people and they all turn and look whenever someone walks in?



Well that was the situation and we were very prepared. I had my hand on the door for the grand entrance and we had our game faces on...when we suddenly realized Amanda left her wallet in the car.

Game faces off, hand from the door drops, door slams closed, and we try to recover and pretend we meant to do all of that as we walk back to the car for the wallet.

It was as if the gods of coolness were like, "Uh...no. Don't EVEN pretend like you're cool after that."

Because as we walked to Amanda's car, she smacks her face into the car's antenna. I see her head bounce back out of the corner of my eye and she's doubled over laughing.

She can barely get out..."I...ran...my....face...into...the....antenna."

Then I double over laughing, which is not a good thing. Because when Amanda makes me laugh that hard, I ALWAYS pee my pants.



She gets her wallet, and I check for a pee spot. I mean I have to determine if it's small enough for us to make our second grand entrance into Starbucks. Luckily for me, there's no dark circle in sight, so we happily walk back to the store.

Our entrance was perfect the second-go-round. We know everyone was impressed. *grin*

For most people, the sugar rush from a Starbucks drink would make them hyper, but for us it's the opposite. I mean you can't get much more hyper than we already were.

The sugar was our kryptonite and we finally crashed when we got home, which equates into "normal mode" for most people.

But my Britney CD is still stuck in her dashboard. Any ideas on how to get it out? :)

Be Kind to Your Privates

I keep saying I don't have time to post or comment, and then stuff keeps happening that makes me jump on really quick to do just that. :) This was too funny (to me at least) to not come on here and post really quick.

Conversation in my house about a half-hour ago:

Amanda: "Do you know that they have toilet paper with the Constitution on it?"

(note: I just realized the pun in that! Maybe that would explain why they made it.)

Me: "No way! Why would anyone do that?!"

Amanda: "I guess for anarchists and stuff. I want to get Bill Clinton toilet paper."

Me: "I wouldn't want his face anywhere near my privates."

Amanda: "That's true. What about Hillary?"

Me: "No, I still wouldn't like that idea. There's just something about having anything I don't like being in that area. Like it would be disrespectful to my privates."

Amanda: "You so have to blog that."

Me: "I know."
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By the way, Amanda has her own blog now! Yay! Go show her some love by clicking here. And she's looking for advice on how to pull up her content so it's at the top and not at the bottom below her sidebar. Thanks! Congrats, Amanda!

I'm the Mother of an Adult Daughter!!!

This can't be real. My oldest can NOT be turning 18 today. An adult daughter? Me? No freakin' way!

Happy birthday, Amanda! I love you, big or small.

And yes, you still have a curfew. :)

(There's a YouTube video below that might take a minute to show up. As soon as I heard this song for the first time years ago, I knew I would play it on her 18th birthday. Have lots of tissues ready. I can't even swallow after watching it!)