Tuesday, April 8, 2008


Yesterday, Amy sent me this link (click on the link ya'll and read the entire story!) to another blog where the writer was talking about a recent trip she took to Palm Springs. Who do you think was on the same plane she was on? That's right, Rick Springfield. And she didn't even know it was him! Her friend had to tell her. She was not deserving of being on the same plane with his greatness. When, when is my Rick Springfield plane going to get here? Have I told you how much I love him and his music? Have I told you how long I've loved him and his music? There are a few things in life I've wanted to do before I die. I've managed to get married, have a baby, see lots of dolphins and whales and eat more chocolate than should be allowed. The one thing I haven't been able to do is meet Rick Springfield and his fanny pack. I promise I'm not bothered by the fact that he was wearing a fanny pack. Please, any ideas?


  1. That's a great story! And it totally sounds like a story you should be telling, fanny pack and all! Guess you'll just have to come to Cali to look for him. Then, just when you have given up hope and decided to go home, he will be on your flight to Texas! Rick loves you, he does, he just isn't completely aware of it yet. :)

  2. Oh, btw, I have been trying to leave some fantastically wonderful posts, but my computer apparently doesn't like blogspot anymore and won't let me. These two come from an alternate computer. Man they were really good comments, something about an animal farm and playground all in one, and a punks to pals program. They were so enjoyable. I don't want you to think I have forgotten you. :)

  3. well, that sucks! punks to pals program cracks me up!