So Rebekah, I noticed you painted your nails purple. What's the occasion? What? Oh, thanks for noticing. That's just because Ben and I went out to a rock show last night. On a Tuesday. At 10pm. It was awesome. We sat at the bar and had a beer. The music was fantastic. Just a typical weekday night for us. What you don't believe me? Ok, your right. This was no usual affair. It really takes a village, so here's the shout-out to the peeps who made it happen:
First I would like to thank my parents who took the first leg of childcare. This was the hard shift people. We're talking dinner, playing, and full bedtime routine. I should insert here that before attending said show we had to lead our dear friends in a biblical study on the book of Revelation.
I don't want to leave out our small group who put up with our half-a**ed leadership due to all the preparations for the evening, including but not limited to, bed making, laundry, nail painting, extra time to apply mascara, and dinner. Thank you for your words of hope and promise. You were with us in spirit.
To Kirstin who took the second leg of child care and spent the night just in case our youthful endeavors carried us out past 5am. You had to drive a long way just to watch cable tv. I'll never forget your sacrifice.
And finally to Amy who believed in us and never once doubted that our dreams of staying out past 11pm could become a reality. Without your support and encouragement all this wouldn't have been possible.
And to anyone else who contributed in any small way to this achievement I'm sorry I've forgotten to mention your name. You will receive your reward in heaven.
Now go buy Barcelona's new and old album and relive this historic event with us!
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