Thursday morning, the 3rd, was like any other: scrambled to get ready, drove to work and listened to KTex on the way there. They were talking about the Lady Antebellum concert. I listened, wistfully. It was the 2nd concert recently that we wouldn’t be going to. We’d missed the Cold Cans Tour (Dierks Bently, Jarrod Neimann, Eli Young Band
) and now Lady Antebellum because we were grown-up and responsible and gave extra payments on bills. *shakes fist at adulthood*
But, alas, they’re just concerts, we’d go some other time.
That day at work was MUCH LESS stressful than the day before, thank goodness. I secured 2 more exhibitors, lost another, so we were really pretty much back to where we were before. Which sucks a little, since all those new exhibitors could have put us way over our goal
!
But anyway. Around 3pm Michelle YouTubed “Need You Now” and she sighed, “I really want to go to that concert.” She lights up and says, “I can’t believe I hadn’t thought of this!” And begins to dial her ex-mom-in-law’s phone. She works for a company that was sponsoring the concert and she told her that yes, she could most likely get tickets. I mouthed “Ask if she can get 3!” from across the room. I know Jorge had said he wasn’t very into them, but I wanted him to go, too.
We waited on pins and needles for what felt like forever. Finally, around 4:30 she calls back and says, yes, she got 2 tickets. I was elated! I felt bad that my babe couldn’t go, though
. Going to a concert together’s something I’d been wanting to do, but beggars can’t be choosers :(.
I rushed out of work and went straight to pick up the kiddos to have our traditional dinner together on Thursday night. The girls wanted McDonald’s so that’s what we got :). We ate and talked about our day. The kids all wanted an ice cream cone before we left, so they got one and then I dropped them off.
I got home, changed as quickly as I could and called Michelle. She was ready and coming to pick me up so we could pick up the tickets. I went outside on the porch where Jorge was having a smoke and on his iPad. He already seemed a little upset, which I was certain would happen, but hoping wouldn’t. I felt even guiltier and almost wanted to just stay home, but I’d promised Michelle and didn’t want to be an awful friend and bail. She got here and we left.
We picked up the tickets and went straight to the State Farm Arena. It was starting to get cold, but we didn’t want to have to haul our sweaters so we left them behind. We started the seemingly mile-long trek to the arena. We get there, finally, and are sent right back to drop off my darn camera!
I was so pissed. I’d forgotten that they don’t allow “big” cameras there. The explanation I got was the “big” cameras with “a lot” of zoom aren’t allowed, but the “flat” ones are. I was so annoyed. So there we go, all the way back to the car.
When we finally got back, we got in line to get a Margarita (more like, strawberry syrup–they were awful!) and we found our seats. I saw two of Junior’s friends and several people I’ve met through work. And then the concert started and it was WONDERFUL!! Lady Antebellum sound so great live!

Here’s the Magic Disappearing/Reappearing Piano. Michelle and I kept freaking out because we’d be looking at someone sing and then BAM–all of a sudden the piano was there again. It was funny at the time, hehe.

I’m still really upset I only got crappy pictures and video on my EVO! But, it was a great night, and a great concert :)! I couldn’t stop telling Michelle thank you :).
She drove us back home and she shared stories about her family. And then we joked about how I was going to ask Jorge for forgiveness for going somewhere without him, heh.
He was in bed when I got home. I snuggled up to him and he acted nonchalant, but I could tell he was still a little bothered. I ended up crashing out and he later told me he moved to his side of the bed because he still felt like being mad at me (heh) but he pulled me over to him when he felt my feet were ice-cold and warmed them up between his, aw
!
We talked through text a little bit more the next morning while we were each at work and everything was completely right again :). He said he was okay with me going, but he was just a little upset because we haven’t really gone anywhere without the other. I did remind him though, that he said he didn’t like their songs, bwaha.
I had a few errands to run during lunch and once lunch was over the day kind of dragged on. Didn’t help that everyone was gone by about 3 because of their hours and it was so darn quiet. I blasted out of there as soon as I could (people seem to remember things right at 4:50 and decide to call, grr). I was so glad to be home. I called the kiddos, who’d be with Mario that weekend while I made dinner. Jorge got home with his boys and we ate dinner, then he played on his iPad and I did website stuff while watching TV on the couch ?. I renewed Pixydust for 2 more years that night :). I attempted to blog at the time, and I did, but that was the blog for the week before! (I never have time to catch up. At least I’m making an effort now, though :P.)
I went outside with my babe. It was becoming super cold so I came inside and changed into my pink fleece PJ pants, my pink fuzzy boots and my pink fuzzy robe. I got so comfy I was beginning to get sleepy, but he wanted me to stay awake with him a bit longer so he made me some hot Abuelita chocolate ?.

Oh, yes. You know I threw in tons of marshmallows :D!
I slept in a bit a little the next morning. My babe had to work the next day, and made sure to playfully bother me because I got to sleep in and he didn’t. Mom had fed the boys so I got to sleep in a little more…until Ruffles woke me by chewing on my hair
.
I had my coffee while I paid bills online and then surfed the web. It was getting later, so I reluctantly got ready. I looked outside and it was still overcast and I assumed it was cold, since I was freezing inside the house. I put on my jeans, boots and grabbed a blouse and one of my cute scarves. I walk outside and realize the weather has tricked me; it’s warm. As annoyed as I was I wanted to get everything over with, so I left for the bank.
I went to HEB to get a few groceries and was almost side-swiped by a silver Mercedes on the way over there. Grr. I bought myself some nail polish as a consolation prize for having to suffer through grocery shopping and tried not feeling guilty about it. Yes. Even buying 2 nail polishes that equaled to $4 gave me buyer’s remorse. But I told myself it would be for the girls, too, so I felt better :).
I got home and made lunch for the boys. They’d wanted those turkey/bacon grilled cheese sandwiches, so I made them.

I did some laundry after we finished eating and then I rushed to Walmart to get an oil change. Since the oil filter that my van uses had some recall and those are the only ones Walmart Auto Service carries, I couldn’t get the darn change done. Mom’s prescription wouldn’t be ready for an hour, either. Darn Walmart, ruining my productive day!
My babe got home later on and we watched a UFC fight outside. I can’t remember how late we stayed up. I’m usually an old lady lately and start falling asleep pretty fast =\.
The next day I made us our omelets and we spent the whole day cleaning. We seriously cleaned the house from top to bottom, every single room. And then we go into the bedroom and we find this:

He’s a smug little bugger! Must be nice!
As tired as we were at the end, it was so satisfying sitting down and enjoying the fruits of our labor :).
I’m kind of dozing off right now (there’s the old lady I was talking about…) so I think I’ll publish this entry. If I’m lucky, I’ll get a chance to update tomorrow and I’ll be caught up with last week :P.











