Seeing stars 6-29-11

All of my fretting and panicking in the last post was, of course, pointless. Everything worked out fine with financial aid, and we are go for fall semester! On some level, I knew it would be fine. I also knew that if I didn't get the financial aid I needed, then maybe God had something else planned for the fall. Either way, I was in good hands. I admit that I am terribly impatient. It's a flaw that I'm working on.

So today, as I was wandering the streets of Scottsville, in search of paper towels and a new hammer at the Family Dollar, I ran into Dave Matthews. As in Dave Matthews of the Dave Matthews Band. I knew he owned a farm just a few miles away, but for some strange reason, I didn't expect to see him outside of Twist- the new frozen yogurt place in Scottsville- hanging out with his adorable little girls and getting his fro-yo on. I had the briefest of conversations with one of his little girls about her duct-tape purse that she made herself and made a comment to Dave Matthews, which he acknowledged. Kindof a micro-conversation. My daughter also waited on him at Slice of Heaven (which is next door to Twist), but she was unaware of it until I told her. LOL.

Here's the weirdest thing about that whole exchange. I learned once and for all that I truly am not star-struck. I can recognize that he is a celebrity, but he's just another person. He still gets pizza and frozen yumminess with his kids on a hot summer day, and wears bummy clothes, and talks to random strangers on the street about nothing, just like the rest of us. It's just that he also makes boucoup bucks with his music and has been in a few movies. *shrug* I just wish I'd invited his daughters to VBS, because I'm sure his daughters get bored doing the same old stuff, just like my kids do. And I know for certain that just like everyone else, they need to hear about Jesus. Too bad I didn't think of it til afterwards.