I’m a music junkie. Always have been, always will be. I bought my first record when I was six and have yet to stop. I have over 15,000 songs in iTunes and feel naked unless I have my music with me. I used to manage bands, see all the concerts, and go to all the clubs. Then I got married and had kids.
Let’s just say there’s been a long dry spell, we’re talking probably twenty years. Now that my kids are older, ranging in age between 15 and 19 and they’re into music too. I thought it would be a great idea to buy the whole family Coldplay tickets for Christmas. We’ve been waiting for almost seven months and the day has finally arrived! We’re leaving to go to the Verizon Center in about a half hour. Here’s a panoramic shot of last nights show.
We bought these tickets in October or November—it’s been a while. Not that we’d forgotten about them, but couldn’t remember the exact date to save my life. I just knew it was sometime in July.
A few months ago, my husband and I decided to make a conscious effort to spend more time together without the kids. Go out, have dinner, see a show, and put a little more effort, time, and yes, money, into our relationship. I was all for it—I adore spending time with my husband especially since it was Stephen who would have to figure out how to pay for it.
A couple weeks ago I was working in my office when he turned to me and said, “I just got tickets to see the Bacon Brothers at Longwood Gardens.”
Awesome. I love the Bacon Brothers. I was practically bouncing on the exercise ball I use for a desk chair. “That’s great! When are we going?”
“Hmm… When’s that Coldplay concert,” I asked?
He scratched his head. “Let me look.” He pulled the tickets out of the very orderly file system he keeps. “July 9th.”
I haven’t seen a concert in years and now I’m seeing two in twenty-four hours. Not that I mind, but really, that’s pretty incredible even for me!
So what was the last concert you went to? And what do you and your significant other do on your dates?