Free Tickets! Heck Yeah!

Stay at home mom's life are nothing, if not predictable. We rotate around our families lives like the sun and moon creating their days and nights and cleaning up the messes that that transition seems to nessecitate. When a neighbor came over yesterday offering up free tickets to Humphrey's Concert by the Bay concert...

I didn't recognize either band but I was so willing to shuck the husk of motherhood for one night I said "YES!"before she could change her mind. In my state of mild hysteria (that I was going to maybe get a night out) I called my sister in law---(Dadddy would have to do babysitting on such short notice) I called her home and voice mail, and left messages... Hurry call me back the show starts at 7:00!-- Then my husband, dear sweet man, reminded me... Uh, hon... She's in Hawaii. Oh MAN, I forgot... that's right,... on a cruise.. I forgot.. SO excited I was to have the possibility of a night out that someone elses cruise suddenly paled in comparison. A little pathetic maybe? HEY, I wear the title "stay-at-home-mom" proudly... but, if you have an active brain cell- you just need a break from it ...occasionally.

So I called my super busy always has a thousand things going friend because if anyone can squeeze in one more thing into a bulging calendar (on a dime)... it is she. Besides. We never stop laughing when we are together. She's spontaneous and we both get that bread is like mommy herion. Panera is a chain selling the BEST bread out there-- hiding behind the "Christian curtain"... but they are dealers sure as we are junkies. She even did a "drive by breading one day!" I swear! A sourdough baguette... I was in bliss. I don't rememeber the reason.. Maybe I was PMSing... bummed about something... but she knew just what I needed--gave me a freebie.
So, I digress... Of course... she juggles a husband and two kids into new evening plans and viola-- she's free. The saying about if you want something done ask the busiest person you know... well... It's true.

Anyways... she shows up and is chatting with my hubby and jokes "So we're taking your new BM-er,... riiiight????" I walk in .. "hey good idea... hadn't thought if THAT". He's fumbling the ball (to use a sports analogy, which I hate), "Uh, well I wouldn't even like to leave it out there you know the DIRT,... ." "So we'll VALET... she jokes... (not meaning it- just enjoying his squirming) ...Sound good?" "Uh, well... I only have less that a quarter tank... She cut's him off I was JOKING... really it's NO BIGGIE! I say, "NO, It's a GREAT idea!, I'll wash it if it gets dirty" So.... 10 minutes later... We are out the door. Brand new BM-er and all.

The concert was AMAZING... we saw Southside Johnny and the Fabulous Thunderbirds. We were the youngest people there, BUT we only paid $8.00 for valet parking.... (which was kind of a SCAM.... I parked it MYSELF!) We DID, HOWEVER, have a TOTAL BLAST!

She'll have to tell you about the 60 year old lady in the bathroom with the ill-fitting-hand made CORSETT!, The "odd" (read menage) couple, The dancing androgynous man/woman, and the guy running up and down the aisles who was either separated from his inhibitions or had some form of developmental problem, The top-notch-security guard at the gas station who - D'oh... forgot to put on his GAS CAP!!, the granny-panty trophy wife, or any one of a number of things we laughed our backsides off about.
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Oh yeah. One more thing. The lead singer announced that last year , same venue, he asked if there was anyone in the audience woman, early 40's.... who had a yacht... who would consider doing his ironing.... *wink wink* He said he didn't get any offers...
So this year same qualifications... he announced if anyone was interested...had a yacht... would do his ironing... he might even be willing settle for a man... Thet's when I reached in my pocket pulled out and jokingly waved my BM-er keys.
We had a good giggle over that.

http://www.southsidejohnny.com/
http://www.fabulousthunderbirds.com/