Monday, July 21, 2008

Our 24 hour date

Hubby and I had a 24 hour date starting Saturday morning. I honestly can't remember the last time Papa Smurf and I went out alone so this was a much needed date. Our date started at a charming outdoor mall. We spent lots of money enjoyed the atmosphere and a leisurely stroll through the weekend shopping crowds and my hubby was a pain in the ass complaining about the prices and SUCKING the fun and joy right out of shopping and reminded me why I HATE shopping with him was a trooper and bit his tongue several times (I'm pretty sure I saw blood at one point) as I tried on and purchased a FEW items. Have I mentioned how much I love my husband. He's a good man.

From there we headed to Applebee's for a casual dinner for two. Did I mention we were without children. Well, I think it deserves repeating. We were without children. I ordered my favorite....Shrimp and Spinach salad....and enjoyed uninterrupted conversation with my incredibly intelligent, funny, and witty husband....and I'm not just saying that because he let me spend a small fortune.

From there we stopped back at the house to let our poor dog out. The house was empty. It was mid-afternoon and the children were gone. Some events from the evening are not appropriate blog material....but let me say it again.....the children were gone......

We then headed to what we were hoping would be an obnoxiously fun evening at DTE to watch Kid Rock and Rev Run in concert.

Here's where I stop my story to tell you a little about myself....

When I was young(er)....lets say pre-children....I was a party lover. I was one of those girls who loved going to bars. I chose bars based on the crowd with a "the more the merrier" attitude. Shoulder to shoulder crowded dance bars were a plus. The louder the music and the louder I had to scream over the music the better. If the crowd consisted primarily of drunk & obnoxious patrons....I was happy....probably cuz I blended right in. I enjoyed the crowd, I enjoyed the dancing, I enjoyed the obnoxiousness, I enjoyed a good time. Every now and then I'd come across a fuddy duddy in the crowd who would thumb their nose at the obnoxiousness of the crowd and I would think to myself....and well, let's be honest here.....sometimes SAY to said fuddy duddy...."lighten up and have a little fun."

Things have changed.

I don't know WHEN....I don't know HOW...but they've changed....drastically.

We drove to the concert in the rain. The sky didn't offer much hope for the rain ending any time soon. We had lawn "seats." I've never had lawn "seats." But how bad could it be. We didn't think to grab umbrellas and my dear party animal concert going friend KELLY told us not to bother bringing chairs or blankets because it would be shoulder to shoulder standing room only. Did I mention we forgot umbrellas....did I mention it was pouring....did I mention we WERE ON A MUDDY SLIPPERY STEEP HILL OF A LAWN!

We arrived an hour early to stake our claim on a small portion of mud lawn. We had a good view. We also discovered on our way in a small booth selling plastic tarps, ponchos and umbrellas among other things. So all was not lost. We purchased a couple umbrellas and a plastic tarp to sit on and I was happy. This isn't so bad. As time progressed the crowd grew thicker and thicker. And drunker and drunker. And the ground became more and more slippery with each passing minute of rain.

Do you know what happens when drunk people try to climb very crowded and very steep and slippery slopes?


They fall on you....


They dump their beer in your lap....


They break your umbrella.....



They break your sandal.....did I mention these are my favorite pair of Crocs.....

They nearly break your foot when they land on it.


The six square foot area that we had claimed with our plastic tarp shrunk to five.....


four.....



.....three............TWO square feet......

Until It was literally shoulder to shoulder on the lawn. So Kelly you were right...I won't kick you in the shin after all. ;-)

Oh, but that's OK. I'll just have another beer. If you can't beat'm..... join'm. I got up to use the rest room and purchase a beer.....with my broken sandal and swollen foot. By the time I was ready to return to my "seat" .......with umbrella in one hand and a full beer in the other.....the crowd had thickened to cattle herd proportions. I had 27 beers dumped on me, poked 83 eyeballs out with my umbrella, was stepped on 566 times & elbowed 324 times, and got lost. I couldn't find my hubby among the 20,000 sardines. So I stood and sulked. And pouted. And drank. I couldn't even smoke a damn cigarette because my hubby had them with him. And even if I HAD a cigarette to smoke....I couldn't smoke it anyway because my hands were full with umbrella and beer. Yeah, I was happy. And by the time I finally found my husband....I had to pee again. All this and the concert hadn't even started yet. Are we having fun yet?

It was at this time that I came to a very disturbing realization. I have become that fuddy duddy. That crotchety old person. The party pooper. The priss. The stick-in-the-mud (pun intended).

And I'm OK with that.

With all that said Kid Rock put on an awesome show.

But I can now say with 150% certainty that I will NEVER get lawn "seats" again.




19 comments:

Colleen said...

Aw, poor Tammy! As a person who used to be a die-hard Summerfest-goer (read: partier herself) I learned young that lawn seats = sheer torture, so its not just the old fuddy duddies that hate 'em. The only way lawn seats are enjoyable is when you've been drinking since 10 am and get this GREAT idea at 4 pm with your friends that you simply MUST see Dave Matthews Band come hell or high water. And then you're the drunk person who falls and breaks someone's umbrella. A-hem. Not that I've ever done that or anything.

Come check out my "happy thought" post of the week!

Kristin H. said...

So, did you have a good time? (Bwha ha ha ha ha!) You have really pretty feet.

R.L.Scovens said...

That was a GREAT story, but I'm sorry it was such a mess!LOL I'm glad you and hubby got that much needed time alone though!

I used to be that party person too, but now the thought of a drunk crowd really makes me sick to my stomache!LOL I don't even like ONE drunk person anymore!

Handsome hubby!!!You looked really cute too! I just had to comment on the man!!LOL

Kori said...

That does not EVEN sound fun to me. I like your feet, wish mine were that cute! :)

Kate @ Life As I Live It said...

I hear ya. But hey! The day wasn't a total loss. You had 24 hrs alone with your hubby, got to do some shopping and had great blog material! LOL

So what did you buy on your shopping excursion??

Rozzbin said...

Oh, no! Not the crocs!! I have the same exact pair. Love them.

Your experience sounds similar to a Jimmy Buffet concert I went to in San Francisco. I was pummelled and stepped on by hundreds of drunk parrotheads. I was so glad when the concert was over. Unfortunately when we went to the parking lot we had forgotten what our rental car looked like and where we had parked it. We had to wait until everyone left the parking lot and only our car was left.

Marni's Organized Mess said...

LOL. You are adorable. Have I said that?

jessica @pianomomsicle said...

i'm glad you at least got a kid-free, nice, money-spending long date with your husband! i'm really sorry you couldn't find him, though. Watching the show with your date is part of the fun! i'm also sorry about your poor foot!

Dana said...

i'm happy you had a nice date day!! sounds like a very fun time!

Kelly said...

Imagine now why we have pavillion seats next Friday!!! Nine month pregnant woman on the lawn watching Kid Rock. The baby would be here now. Thank you for buying my tickets!!!!!! Have I ever told you how much I love you?

xoxo
kelly

LittlePaintedPolkaDots said...

I hate the lawn too unless (like Colleen said)I am the umbrella breaking drunk who has been there since noon. That is a steep hill when wet, isn't it! You DO have cute feet. Where did you get your crocs? I need a pair like that for an upcoming trip. Do tell! Do tell!

Domestic Accident said...

What about Rev Run?! I looooove him.

PS- at least your toes looked pretty.

Leslie said...

Yes, I love your Crocs too. I wanted to get a pair just like that. But when I was going to buy them, I knew it was going to be Winter time here. I guess maybe I should have gotten them anyway, and stuck them in the closet until Summer, eh? Anyway, glad you had some free time and a real date. Any time shopping is involved, it's good. Real good. If you can get a few moments alone with hubby, even better!

Swishy said...

Ohhhhh fun! Minus the broken stuff :)

Happy2bme said...

OUCH sorry about your foot! You take the good with the bad and hey it made for a great blog story. It sounds like you had a great time/day otherwise. It's nice that you and your hubby got to spend time together.

OHmommy said...

ummm..... you guys are H.O.T.

And a 24 hour date with the hubby? Can you spell "jealous."

Kash said...

Yeah, I recently went to a bar for dinner, and actually asked the bartender to turn down the music. I can't tell who was more annoyed, he or I! Changes! Nice to "meet" you too!

Brooke said...

ooooooh! Sounds like fun! Days like that make for good and funny stories though! Can you believe that I have NEVER been to a concert? Cant for the life of me figure out why.

EatPlayLove said...

sounds like a fun adventure! I went to a music fest this weekend without my girls, but there was no rain (hip hip hooray)...well there is never rain these days in colorado. That's not a good thing actually.