Today we apparently followed Tim & Faith — as in THE Tim (McGraw) & Faith (Hill) — for a bit as they drove home (??) in their boxy SUV from…somewhere and we headed to lunch.

I say "we" because I was with my friends Alex and Natalie, in their car.

I say "apparently" because I never actually saw Tim&Faith (you must say it as if it were one name, and as if they are friends of yours) because I was in the back seat, and Natalie said, "Oh! That was Tim and Faith," in such a casual yet happy way as if they were friends of her and Alex, that I indeed thought she was just talking about friends, so I didn’t bother to crane my neck to try to catch a glimpse.

And I say "home" with a question mark because I have no idea where they live but they did drive to a huge home with a big gate that just swung open for them without them having to stop to explain who they were to some faceless person on the other end of an intercom. So either it was their home or somebody’s got really sucky security.

Oh, and don’t bother asking me what the address or street name was. I think we were in Belle Meade, but since I wasn’t driving I wasn’t paying one bit of attention to street names and such. I was too busy having property envy (I desperately want to own my own 5-10 acres of tree-covered land), picking out my future home and negotiating with God for a husband who could afford to buy it for me (I certainly can’t do it!).

See, this is so sad. I live in an exclusive neighborhood, down the street from Leanne Rimes, or so I’m told. I frequent Fido and Bongo Java (Belmont) and Starbucks (okay, so I have a chai tea addiction, back off), go to church in Franklin and shop in Brentwood and Green Hills. You gotta know these are all places where country stars and Christian musicians frequent, or live, or whatnot. I’m sure many of them have passed me or stood in front of or behind me, perhaps even tapped me on the shoulder —- and I never knew! Movie people I know. Television people I know. But musicians? Don’t have a clue. Even the ones I know what they look like I miss because I don’t think to look for them. I wouldn’t even figure out it was them if they introduced themselves. Nashville is so wasted on me.