Crazy Love

Sean & I could not have more different tastes in music. We usually settle on country when we ride together, but if I get in my car after he has driven it then I almost always have to turn down the volume and change from classic rock. When he gets into his vehicle after I've driven it, he's scrambling to change the station away from NPR (I only listen in the morning, but I like starting conversations with, "I was listening to NPR the other day and heard the most fascinating story about sheep herding in Vietnam that really relates..." I work with people waaaaaaaaaay smarter than me and it is sometimes difficult to keep up). Naturally, there aren't that many concerts we can both willingly attend together. He only really has one dream concert that he would like to attend should he ever be able to get his hands on some tickets that won't break our checking account AND savings account AND require us to dip into retirement: AC/DC. But.... he'll have to either go by himself or find a couple of friends to go with him because I will not be purchasing that ticket.

When I heard Michael Buble was coming to town, Sean instantly started trying to find someone to go with me so he wouldn't have to go. I ended up connecting with my middle school music teacher (whom I hadn't talked to since middle school) and she had a friend who works in the box office. She found some really great seats that didn't require me to sell a kidney.

And by really great, I mean a Branson "celebrity" and a former politician sat behind me. Behind!

My former teacher & I had dinner at Nonna's; I had to get used to calling her "Becky," which was really very difficult to do so I found myself avoiding her name altogether. Dork. Then we went to the concert which went by way too quickly and somehow I still got home incredibly late.

If he should come to town again in the future, and I'm able to find fairly priced tickets, I may just have to bribe my husband to go. It was such a good time and there were so many men there that obviously did not want to be there but still laughed out loud and clapped their hands. Buble is a surprisingly funny fella and just an excellent performer.

L.O.V.E.D.  I.T.!