I haven't posted in forever.

We're talking nearly 3 months here.

My life is really stressful right now, and blogging just isn't happening.

BUT.

I just had to brag about this.

You know that awesome show called Glee?

Well I'm kind of in love with it. Kind of in love actually doesn't even begin to cover it. More like borderline-unhealthy obsession. 

And!

There's this little thing called Glee Live that they do while on summer hiatus. They go around to different places (big cities, NOT in the South) and sing their songs and do wonderful things.

I looked at tickets when the shows first opened, and there was NO WAY that we were going to be able to go. The closest place was DC, and that's just not really reasonable. We can't pay for plane tickets just to see a concert so I can fangirl. Too far. Too expensive. Not worth the trouble.

OR SO I THOUGHT.

But I just so happen to have the most amazing husband to ever walk the earth.

And last night...

...wait for it...

he SURPRISED ME WITH TICKETS, AND WE ARE GOING TO SEE GLEE LIVE, IN WASHINGTON, D.C. ON OUR FOURTH WEDDING ANNIVERSARY!!!!!!

I am freaking out.

Reasons why this is INSANE:

-We are totally roadtripping it. Plane tickets are still too expensive. It's 12 hours to DC one way. We're leaving Thursday morning early early early (Mark is still calling it Wednesday night.) We're driving straight to DC, checking into our hotel, and taking a nap. We're eating dinner somewhere. Seeing the concert. Spending the night, getting up at the buttcrack of dawn AGAIN, driving 12 hours BACK to Birmingham, and WE ARE BOTH WORKING ON SATURDAY MORNING.

-We're not spontaneous people. THIS IS THE MOST SPONTANEOUS THING WE'VE DONE, MAYBE EVER.

-The tickets were EXPENSIVE. I mean, we got them for a good deal in comparison, but still. EXPENSIVE.

-The concert is on Thursday. THURSDAY. As in THREE DAYS FROM NOW.

-I am in the middle of a cold. Like, I have no voice. I will probably still sound like a man on Thursday.

Do I care about any of this?

Um, no.

NO.

Conclusions we can draw from this:

-I'm officially crazy.
-I might be slightly unhealthily obsessed with Darren Criss. Because it excites me to no end that in three days, I will be breathing the same air as him. OMG.
-My husband is the best. husband. ever.
-He loves me a whole freaking lot.
-We're not THAT old. Because old people don't do crazy crap like this.

I WILL BE FREAKING OUT OVER THIS FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE, PERHAPS.