Concert recap

I feel old. At the concert last night, I couldn't believe how loud Daughtry was. They were really awesome and it's hard to believe that three years ago he was working in the auto service department at Sears. Now he's got 30,000 people singing his songs every night. During the middle of the Bon Jovi show, he came out and sang "Blaze of Glory" with them and it was fabulous!

We were, unfortunately, sitting in the dull section, with people around us sitting for the majority of both shows. Not standing during "Livin' on a Prayer" is almost as wrong as not saluting the flag (i.e., Obama). One of the goober guys in front of us told his date that he wasn't into it because he preferred soft rock. I wanted to say, "Um, why would you be at Daughtry and Bon Jovi? Michael Bolton is next week."

Hopefully the boys had fun. Taylor decided after the show that he had to have two different t-shirts that were $40 each; he, of course, had no money. So I told him that I'd buy them for him, but that would be his birthday present. He said, "No, Mom will pay you back." That little weasel always figures out a way to get what he wants and he's never out any cash.

Right now I'm doing laundry and repacking for tomorrow night. I'm really tired but can't wait to go to the concert. Tomorrow night we're on the 23rd row on the floor. I hope some of Jon's sweat will land on me.



Estella and I are meeting in the Corridor around 10 in the morning, then we're off to Kansas City for the concert, great food, and lots of shopping. We're staying at the Plaza, and I"m so excited.

Two more days of vacation, then it's back to the old grind.

I got to see my good friend Katie last night at the concert. Her coworker (who's also named Katie) is seeing Bon Jovi three times in a week. It's good to know that someone's even weirder than me.