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Lady A

A few months ago, the hubs surprised me with some tickets to the Lady Antebellum concert.  We went.  Last night.  Without a baby. I even straightened my hair, put on some makeup, and put the boots on. :)  Date night on a Tuesday night!

While on our honeymoon in Maui, we discovered one country station.  It played the same ten songs over and over again. That's where we first discovered Lady A.  What an amazing group and even better live. 
 Awesome seats.  Totally closer than what this picture makes it seem like.
The opening act- Darius Rucker.
 You might know him as Hootie...you know, from Hootie and the Blowfish from the 90's.
 The Blowfish are still with him in his band (and no longer officially the Blowfish), but he's pretty much known as a "solo" artist.  Way to sacrifice the "band" for the sake of popularity!  Great business move...really...because Hootie and the Blowfish hit a dead end in I don't know when, but Darius Rucker is climbing the charts.

(Please don't ask why he's in country music because I have no clue.  After a thousand years of being Hootie and not releasing too many popular songs, I'm assuming he crossed over and he's a pretty amazing country singer. He might have grown up in the South, though.)

Until last night's concert, I didn't even know each member of Lady A. All I knew was that Lady A consisted of a girl and two guys.  Their names were a mystery, but let's meet them now.

This is Charles.
For awhile I was referring to him as Lance...you know...Lance Bass from 'N SYNC.
Tell me you didn't have to do a double take just now.

There's this guy who plays the guitar, piano, sings- the Renaissance man.  No idea what his name is.
 He kind of reminds the hubs of the Olympic skater, Evan Lysa---something or other.
I'm not completely convinced, but I'll let him have it this once.

Then there's the girl, Hillary.  I like her.  Not only does she have a great voice, but I don't get her confused with anyone else out there.
So there's the team.  And I will mention that the members of their band consisted of a guy who looked like a young version of the lead singer from Goo Goo Dolls...
 
...another guy who looked like a young version of Timothy Schmidt from the Eagles...
 ...another guy who looks like Chef Guy Fieri...
...and Hillary's husband (not pictured), who was playing the poor man's version of a drum, beating a wooden box the entire night.  :P

Oh, what a night!  

Thank you, hubs for thinking of me and taking me to this concert.  So lucky.  And a HUGE thank you  to Mama and Papa for babysitting (on a weeknight!) the Bug, who apparently did not want Mama to put her to bed.  She wanted to do it herself...again.  She just lays there, sticks the bottle in, throws it out of her mouth when she's done, turns onto her tummy, and goes to bed.  What an independent woman this Bug is going to be.  

God Bless,
Kat

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