I Wanna Write You a Letter...

We had a pretty good weekend. We started it off by dropping the Benster off for a night of fun with Nana and Poppy. They were supposed to go to a Basketball game for the high school they attended 40-something years ago, because one of the jersey's of a friend was being retired at half time or something. Poppy made it, but Ben and Nana did not. The weather was RAINY and Nana has some feet problems that prevent her from walking long distances with out an extreme amount of pain, and toting along a 2 year old is just not an option. So instead, they got McDonald's and waited until Poppy got home and had fun anyway! WE met up with the Kranendonk's and ate some dinner at Chick-fil-a, which seemed to take WAY too long. Then ventured downtown to the Tabernacle to see GUSTER! YAY! We first stood in the back, but then good ol' Jared talked us in to walking to the front of the crowd and jamming our way in with the rest of the people. (He's got that young spirit about him still, which I'm grateful for!) I've always had anxieties about this because I'm so small... but, we were super close and it wasn't all that bad!Until that is, a giant 20-something year old BEAST of a guy stood beside me. I swear he was like 7'12". His bent elbow was basically in my face. I made him acknowledge this fact, as I didn't want it in my eye and for his beer to be somehow spilled on me nor my husband and friends. He gave me a dirty look when I did this, but I didn't care. What I DID care about though, and the rest of the people in the general vicinity, was the RANCID smell he produced from his, ahem, backside. Someone ate a little too much Mexican food! Or something... but good golly miss molly... like, so bad my nose hairs all fell out! Besides that not so enjoyable ambiance, Guster ROCKED. Literally. They put on an amazing show. And I've never been so close to a band at a concert before! I could see the lead singers spit spray while was he singing! Eeek! One of my favorite things about concerts, is to FEEL the music in my body. To actually feel the bass vibrating through the floor and in to my toes and up to my heart is one of the greatest things ever about live music! These guys are super talented too. Just about every song someone played a different instrument. And the Bongo guy? THE BONGO GUY... WAS... AMAZING. Wowza. I can't even really describe just how amazing he was except for "he was so amazing, when he whooped those bongo's butts- he did it with his tongue out".... guess you had to be there. Anyway we had a ton of fun with the K-donks. A great grown up time!
I need to make a list of all the bands I've seen live... I used to have one written in a journal somewhere. Wonder where that went....
Saturday I took some pictures of the new arrival of a baby girl of some friends, the Hutchison's. It was a lot of fun to see them, and their little girls are just gorgeous. Both of them! Well, I mean they're all really pretty people! Even Eric! Haha Then we kind of did nothing much the rest of the day. We were all pretty tired, and have been all sick with this dang cold that just WON'T go away... so we all napped. And it was pretty nice. Then we ate dinner and I think FINALLY put the Christmas boxes up in the garage and did some laundry, blah blah blah... boring. The End. Sunday... we played hookie from church. Still feeling icky and didn't want to get the Nursery kiddos sick. Went to pick up a couple things from Nana's we left behind and then came home and made some items for the Superbowl party at the Terry's. Ryan usually is jinxed when it comes to red lights (this story has a point I promise), but on the way home from the Smith's house we hit EVERY green light! It was something short of a miracle. SO, we decided to cheer for the GREENbay Packers! hahaha! I know, we're pathetic. But we're funny huh? Anyway, they won. Yup... we're good luck charms. And apparently all those green lights we hit were too! The party was fun, SO much food. Martha made these awesomely radical cookies, she did it last year too! She's tre talented.We stayed over too late, and poor Ben had a rough day today. He's still either struggling with the potty thing, or he's just flat out being lazy... which seems to be a reoccurring theme with him (ugh... not looking forward to that combined with the teenage years... I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit). It was our fault for keeping him up so late... BAD PARENTS. BUT we got him in bed early tonight. We sure love that little booger face. He keeps us laughing all the time. And he's growing and talking and getting smarter and smarter every day! Okay... I think I'm done with you. Are you done with me? Great. Cya next time.