title stolen from an old jodee messina song. ;)
last night sugarland ended their incredible machine tour at philips arena. i had pit tickets and finally balled up and asked an old friend to go. she is cute, fun, a super music fan, and a major foodie. she challenged me all night. she made reservations for terrace at the ellis. we walked the couple of miles from her midtown condo to the restaurant for dinner and drinks. waiter was beyond bad and i appreciated watching her give him a run for his money. for a suburban girl who loves the simple jump in the jeep and drive kind of life, i LOVED being in the city on foot with her.
after dinner (i thought it was good but my foodie date was not impressed!) we walked a half a mile to philips. we missed most of sara b. but that's ok. hanging out with a girl i hadn't connected with in a while was refreshing to say the least. we grabbed a couple of beers and headed to the pit. her eyes lit up as the pit guard put her sugarland wristband on her and in we went. it was a great night singing and dancing together seeing a band we both used to see before much of the free world knew who they were.
after the show we caught a cab with her across the street neighbor and a friend and headed back to 13th for drinks. after midnight the conversation turned to totchos (nachos on tater tots) and she and i set off for nook. holy shit for getting home at 330 a.m.! much needed fun night out!
now i need to get my ass in gear and hit the grocery store and the laundry room to get ready for another crazy week.
last night - j and k. taken from the pit.
