Are you putting that hat on to keep your head from swelling to the size of your ego?

So this weekend I went to Oklahoma to see the EYB with Jamie for my birthday. It was quite interesting. Let me just say that I previously twittered that I hate Oklahoma. Well I determined it's not Oklahoma I hate, it's the EYB superfans at both venues. I can find these same superfans in Texas too, so it's not entirely Oklahoma's fault. I will say though that these are the rudest people I have ever met and I don't plan on returning any time in the near future. I hope I don't offend anyone and please know that the quotes I added are paraphrased as I can't remember word for word what was exactly said.

With that said, here's some highlights from the weekend...bulleted of course:

• Eating at Chili's in Norman with Jamie wearing a Texas A&M shirt
• Detour exit and then going the wrong way on a one way street
• walking through the "tunnel" while 89086587087 cars honk
• followed by some boys yelling stupid things to each other
• finding our way to the bar and double fisting it
• finding our way to somewhere near the stage which ends up being on a step in front of the merch table
• Mike talking to me from the stage telling me happy birthday and then dedicating "Mystery In The Making" to me
• "whether you play the piano or flute" the flute? really?
• needing to go to the bar again but decide not to because who knows if we'd ever make it there and back
• talking to Mike outside after the show and watching his face when someone makes mention that the people in her office call them her boy toys. I'm serious.
• I love hugging Mike because he hugs like he means it, which is how I hug people too
• buying a gospel album from some guy promoting himself on the street. "I may not be Garth Brooks, but I'm from Oklahoma"
• buying a hotdog from a vendor on a street corner
• A visit to the OKC bombing site for a history lesson
• Lunch at Cracker Barrell where we decided to buy a whole pecan chocolate chip pie for $8 as opposed to 2 slices for $3 each
• the indian trading post signs that build up 20 miles to it's exit like it's some big store and it's really just some tiny shop on a hill
• making it to Weatherford an hour before we can check in so we go to the venue to buy tickets and it's closed so we look up online the other places you can buy them and they are both gas stations
• dr. pepper slurpies
• a nap though the A&M/OU game
• the manager at the restaurant calling someone sir and it really being a lady. In her defense the lady was rough looking
• arriving at the venue and seeing F250s hauling horse trailers parked in the lot
• seeing Phil and him asking where we are staying as he hoped it wasn't the hotel across the street where the bus driver was staying!
• not enough redbull/vodka/grenadines to make it through the night
• hearing George Strait, Rascal flatts, "Jose Curevo You Are A Friend Of Mine," No Justice then 10 rap songs before the EYB finally start
• a girl with a black and white dress on, black and white cowboy boots, and black and white hair (not kidding) an advertisement for dressboothairmatch.com
• seeing same restaurant manager at JC Cowboys doing the cupid shuffle on the dance floor
• a tap on my shoulder and some girl telling me she NEEDS to get to the front of the stage. Me: no you don't
• jagerbombs with the band
• being pushed on stage during the last song. why do people push?
• finding the boys hiding out on the bus after the show
• watching CMT with the boys on the bus
• the "bob that head" tour discussion
• I learned that one CMT personality is a lesbian
• "I didn't have any lighting on the stage" "no one did" "except for that giant spotlight shining on you, I felt like I was at the Mike Eli show" "well, when you're good, you're good"
• "Are you putting that hat on to keep your head from growing to the size of your ego?" (this was quite possibly the funniest thing I heard all night)
• James: "Julianne Hough can dance with my stars anyday" hahahaha
• pecan chocolate chip pie at 2 am

It was quite an adventure. And it was fun. Sorry for the entertainment on twitter. It was easier to vent on there than at the actual person.

Congratulations to Kristin and Scott on the birth of their son Carter Michael. He was 2 hours from being born on the same birthday as me. Welcome to the world fellow scorpio!