Blessed, Blessed, Blessed

I'm extremely blessed.

It's funny how I TRULY don't grasp that concept enough. I need to tell myself that at least several times each and every day. However, I don't. I dwell on all the things that I really cannot control...such as, my current drought of good males surrounding me or the fact that I'd like to take a magic wand and make several events of 2008 disappear. Forever.

I played a sold out show at The Bluebird Cafe last night. It was really quite mind boggling how many people were there, even 30 minutes before the show started. There were people standing in line outside, standing by the door, being turned away. It was insane. Beautifully insane. The show was fabulous. It was so awesome to get to see Craig in that light. A sober, musical light. He's so awesome. *sighs* If only...

Craig then invited me along to run over to LP Field to see Kenny Chesney with him after our show. Which, of course, I accepted. However, I thought I'd be seeing some of the other acts as well...Gary Allan, LeAnn Rimes, Keith Urban. Alas, this did not happen. Only Kenny. You can imagine my grave disappointment.

We made the best of it though. And afterwards me, Craig, and Chelsee hung out at Loser's...which is always delightful. Especially when I run into my friend Emily and her uber cute friend, Shane. Oh yes. She needs to be making a love connection between the two of us immediately.

After Loser's, I drove out to White Bridge to meet up with Chelsee and Rob over at Rory's at 3:30am. But first, stopped at Jack In The Box for Chelsee....where the guy at the drive-thru proceeded to get his coworker buddy to come out of hiding from around the corner to tell me how beautiful I was. And then everyone else working there followed him, came around the corner, checked me out and said "Yup. She's hot." So, the moral of that story? If I ever wanna find a date, I should hit up fast food places. Haha. After appreciating the ego boost, I continued on to Chelsee's. We all sat out on Rory's deck and talked about life for awhile...then Chelsee and Rob went to bed. Rory and I stayed out there til the sun came up, about 5:45am. (Mind you, I'm completely sober and miraculously still awake). I then drive home, get home a little after 6, take a Benadryl and sleep until 1pm. Lovely.

I then got up, worked out, showered, and headed off to my radio interview here in Nashville. It was lovely. It was at the big WSIX building. Super professonial. Big AM station. It was awesome! They talked to me, joked around with me, dug up some pretty embarrassing dirt on my past, and let me sing 4 songs. People emailed questions in and I answered.

I left feeling happy. And I'm happy now. At 22 years old, I'm getting to do what I love to do each and every day. And though it may not be on the scale that I want it to be yet and I may not be making money at it (yet)...I know I will. And I know that I'm so fortunate to be in the place I'm at, surrounded with the people that I am, living in the house that I am, having the love and support of the family, friends, and dogs that I have.

I'm blessed. I'm blessed. I'm blessed.