Thursday, October 13, 2011

Martina McBride

The other day word quickly spread through our little town that a big event would be happening that evening.
Martina McBride would be stopping in to make an appearance!

She's currently doing a cross country tour on a pink Amtrak train to promote her newly released album, "Eleven", and to promote breast cancer awareness.
The tour ends in New York City at the end of the week where they will light the Empire State Building pink.

So about 3 hours before she was set to arrive, I called some friends and said, "You wanna go??"
We arrived early and waited. And waited. And waited.

Martina is a Kansas girl, so this was a hometown crowd.
And plenty of Kansas' finest came out to greet her.

My friends and I all had teeth. And were wearing real pants, not pajamas.
Which made us stand out from the crowd.

Mr. Orange Shirt here, was easily 6 feet, 4 inches. Broad as a barn. And lifted a young teenager up on his shoulders.
And stepped in front of my 5 foot 4 inch self.

Luckily my friend could step up on a park bench and get a much better view than me.
So I handed her my camera and she took all these pictures.

Finally Martina came out and spoke for a few minutes.

A lot of her male crew members were wearing these hot pink Converse, which was so cute!

The train is stinking awesome! It's only making 11 stops across the country.

I didn't get any special perks like this friend of mine. *ahem* (click here.)
In the end, this was as close as I got. But that's okay. It was still a fun time with my girlfriends... being thankful that we have our teeth, laughter, jeans, and knowing that if anything terrible ever happened to any of us, we'd be there to love each other through it!

p.s. If you haven't heard her song, or seen the video for I'm Gonna Love You Through It, click here! Grab your tissues. It tears me up every time.


kate said...

Methinks I need a pair of pink converse!

Unknown said...

Ha, I had to laugh...I'm not from KS, but your observations remind me of the ones I make when I go to the local Walmart. :)

Non-Stop Mom said...

I thought I saw you! But I was stroller wrangling and didn't even have a chance to yell at you, darn it. I did a post on it that day too, but your pictures are better than mine. ;)


Natalie said...

Awe you got some fun photos!! We were there too! Fun to see her even though we didn't get any perks either, ha.

S Club Mama said...

oh gosh, where did she go through? Wish I would've seen that train!

amy d said...

*ahem* your funny miss beki! :)
at least you got some shots of her talking...because of my "perks" i had to stay in the back!

Thoughtfully Blended Hearts said...

Lovd your blog...and the pictures are always so great but I don't understand your derogatory remarks.

Danielle said...

What a fun evening it was! I'm thinking we should invest in the pink Converse tennies. I totally love them! We could all wear them the next time we go out :) Love, love, love your shots of Martina talking. They are so clear and much better than mine.

Beki - TheRustedChain said...

Sorry they were taken as derogatory! I'm just being silly. :) You can see in the photos that it was a lovely crowd. And it's a great thing Martina is doing. No harm intended.

Sarah said...

She is so pretty.

Melinda said...

Very much fun for you girls.
Martina is a great entertainer.
Love the train and those tennies.


Sarah-Anne said...

oh girl you are so lucky to have seen Martina McBride! we love her Christmas album and always have it playing while we open presents for as long as i can remember. she is just so talented!!

Anonymous said...

You make me laugh - and isn't it always the biggest, tallest people who stand up the front or hoist their kid/girlfriend up on their shoulders in the middle of the crowd!

Good fun!

Grandmommy said...

Love the blog, love the song, love you, love Martina. I'm full of love today. The song is my story and I've never even met Martina. How did she know? Only I'm not 38, I said but I feel 38. My mind not my body and since I'm getting forgetful it doesn't matter because I don't remember anyway. My grand-daughter asked, "How old are you?" I said 57, and she whispered, "Wow!" Now I feel old.
Going to the Race for the Cure in Dallas tomorrow. I'll probably just walk.