I was within 100 yards of Ryan Gosling at one point this weekend, and still failed to see him. Everyone kept saying they saw him at ACL watching shows over the weekend and that he was backstage hanging out, but I still didn’t run into him. No big deal. I actually heard he was turning people down for photos and being mean, so that made me almost NOT want to run into him. I’m always a little wary of meeting those people I idolize, because they are often not what you have built them up in your head to be. I also ran into Gosling’s film nemesis from the Notebook James Marsden. Holly was convinced that they are friends, just because they filmed a romantic movie together. I told her that, yes, of course everyone that has ever filmed a movie together are friends. She bought it. Holly is a great wingwoman at events like these, because she doesn’t get intimidated and will often ask people who they are and what they do for the band. Except it always seems to be the lead singer she says that to. She has no boundaries when it comes to interviews. So, what do you do? It must be refreshing when it’s someone like the lead singer of Florence and the Machine and Holly is like, “So, are you in a band or just here to watch the music?” I get slightly mortified, but crack up at the same time.

Holly and I haven’t had the chance to spend a whole lot of time together lately because of her work hours (until 10 pm) and mine (asleep by 930, up at 330). We made the road trip to Austin, Texas-maybe my favorite city in the country-and checked into our fancy hotel that a friend generously gave us for free because he could make it. Then it was off to a weekend of music. I am proud of myself for not partying too hard. I always lose my voice when I don’t sleep and drink too much on weekends like this, so I took it easy since my voice is kinda, sorta pivotal to me working at this juncture. Holly, on the other hand didn’t want to go to bed at 12 on Saturday, so out on the town she went and partied it up. The next morning, I woke up refreshed after nearly 12 hours of sleep and Holly rolls over and says, “Did you know bars in Austin were open until 4am?” Yes, Holly, that’s why I came home because I can’t hang like that anymore. I feel 80.

We saw lots of good shows, Alabama Shakes, Florence and the Machine, M83, Neil Young, Delta Spirit, Oberhofer…can’t remember the rest. But it was overall a great weekend. So nice getting out of town and I actually didn’t want any football at all, and for some reason I just didn’t care. The only problem I have with the weekend is that my mom Candy is fully convinced that Holly and I are lesbians. Now, we were kissing on the lips telling my mom how much we love each other, so maybe that is why she thinks so, but we really just love each other like sisters that sometimes kiss on the lips. SO? 🙂 We didn’t get to spend a whole lot of time with our moms, but I did take Candy out to eat a bunch and of course I was reunited with my main man Musey aka Maximus. I haven’t seen him since London and grandma made him so chubby, I don’t even want to look at him…back to the summer bod diet plan for him. Really the highlight of the whole trip, other than the fabulous music, was getting to eat BBQ TWICE! Holly hates it unfortunately and I never get to eat it around home, but Austin has the good good and I got it 2 days in a row. Now it’s back to work and I have to get ready for yet another out of town trip. This time, a wedding! Now what am I going to wear?!