I pretty much looked like this all evening:

Because things like this were going on:

Video here.

J is in Gainesville visiting his brother this weekend.

At least bed time is in 15 minutes:

Perhaps you noticed something new?  Do you like my new glasses?


Well I Was Moving at the Speed of Sound

Last night J, Steph, Big Red and I headed over here.

To see them.

Let me just say that they were AMAZING!  They performed an awesome set.  Chris sang just as well as he did on Idol and does on the radio.  The band was phenomenal as well.  It was a great evening.

In hindsight I can’t believe we actually secured tickets.  It was kind of a fluke really.  I periodically get Ticketmaster updates in my inbox.  Normally, I ignore them and eventually send them right over to the trash without so much as a glance.  But three weeks ago I decided to take a gander at what Ticketmaster had to offer.  Sure enough, there was the advertisement for Daughtry.  I made sure to mark my calendar for when the tickets went on sale and when the magic day and hour rolled around I made sure to log in right away.  I purchased four tickets without a hitch.  Later I found out that the show sold out in half an hour!  Go me!

Because no cameras were allowed in the House of Blues, I was left to try to capture our view with my crappy cellphone camera…

As you can see, we had a pretty great vantage point.  I could see the entire band clearly.  Every crazy Chris Daughtry facial expression was plainly visible.  We were standing in front of the stage about 15 feet away.  Standing because the HOB is pretty much a standing room only venue.  My feet are griping at me today for I wore cute heels that were not meant for comfort let alone standing for over 4 hours…  My voice is pretty much gone partly due to my sinus funk and partly due to screaming and yelling at the concert.  Whatever physical discomfort I’m felling today was totally worth it.  The concert rocked!


B, Steph and I set out for our Girls’ Night Out around 5:45 PM.  J took our photo before we departed.  We never really get dressed up so documentation of us looking decent is always nice to have.  It makes us feel good.

We headed to Fujiyama’s for dinner.  The food was fabulous!  We all enjoyed the fillet mignon.  I had the most awesome lemon drop martini too.  I could hardly taste the alcohol in it.   It was dangerous, to say the least.  During our hibachi feast, we saw things like this:

And this:

Auntie Jo joined us at the restaurant after we’d finished eating.  She drove over to the concert with us.  A spider bit her torso while she was helping to take down Dude’s Christmas lights.  She was not a happy camper.

The concert was tremendous!  It was just Bryan Adams and his guitar.  Occasionally a pianist would accompany him but for the most part it was just an acoustic show.  He’s so talented!

The audience was pretty rowdy.   At one point a lady yelled out, “You’re so yummy!!!!”  To which Bryan replied, “That’s Melbourne’s mating call.”  He took it all in stride and proved to be quite funny.  It was a very enjoyable evening.