Last week was a total blast. We headed to Indy for our annual monthly trip, hit the Childrens' Museum and watched a beautiful snowfall. Cary had been cooking up a little something special for the two of us, a Pacers game -- or so I thought...A few weeks ago Cary said he'd found some 'sweet' Pacers tickets, they were playing the Lakers and he's scored floor seats for a steal. He wanted us to dress up (which I later found out was part of the whole scheme) incase we were put on ESPN (hahaha, I'm a sucker). I could care less about the Pacers - I think their recent criminal activities have really turned me off, but seeing Kobe Bryant & Co. sounded pretty cool. I said, let's go! We planned on Mom watching McKinley while we trotted off to dinner and a game.
Plans changed due to the inclement weather, we were unable to make it home from our annual Indy trip, so we stayed another - unplanned - night (thank goodness for being able to handwash some clothing before re-use! ugh!), arranged for Honey & Papa (my Godparents, Diane & Brent) to watch McKinley and were able to still go to 'the game'.
Did I mention that the weather was 'inclement'? Yeah, it was EIGHT DEGREES BELOW ZERO. We chose to park a few blocks from the fieldhouse and so our walk was...bone-chilling. As we walked along, in the back of my mind I noted and wondered at the number of women attending this game, and in some serious heels, no less. I mean, there were a LOT of women. It was too cold to wonder for long though and we rushed inside. No more did I start to feel my eyeballs did Cary turn to me and say, 'Honey, we're not at a Pacers game, we're at 'Dancing with the Stars, the Tour. We're gonna see Lance Bass!'
O.M.G.
I stopped in my tracks and looked around at the sea of people dressed up - no Pacers jerseys to be found. I was shocked. Had no idea. My husband is good.
I started jumping and cheering like the little kid in me who used to get so excited about New Kids on the Block (who are BACK, by the way). Lance Bass is the closest thing to Justin Timberlake folks, I'm so there!
We rushed to our seats and I think we were both completely amazed. The show was AWESOME. We love live events - concerts, shows, etc - this was a chart-topper. The absolute best part of the night was when they announced that Toni Braxton (a long-time fave of mine and a competitor last season) would be singing Unbreak my Heart while her cohorts danced. I freaked. It was unreal to hear that voice live - no lip synching here. This is the real deal with this woman. She stole the show with that.
Oh, and Lance Bass even paid homage to N'Sync with a brief tribute to 'Bye, bye, bye' with that signature dance. Every woman - from teenagers to the elderly - squealed with delight at that moment. WHEW!
I have been so anxious to blog about the high I have been on since that night but a nasty bug plagued Cary all this week and has not allowed for blogging time until now.
I cannot thank Cary enough. I know this is not his normal idea of a super-fun time - lol...but we truly enjoyed the evening together, every part! Well, okay...we could have done without the sub-zero temps, but whatever! It was a lovely evening, a wonderful chance to spend some awesome time with my awesome husband watching something that has long been a love of mine - DANCING!
Check out the two-part video of Toni singing and everyone dancing. AWESOME! I tried to hold the camera as still as possible while freaking out. hahahaha Note the random girl selected from the audience by Derek on the 2nd video. OMG. I would have passed out!
We had the best time.
Thank you, Cary. I'll get you back - just wait!
I love you!!!
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Today is McKinley's half birthday! He is a year and a half now...just six whole months from TWO. Can it be? .jpg)
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Just like last time, we finished out the day with a ride on the antique merry-go-round. This time, McKinley loved it even more. He smiled through the whole ride, it was precious..jpg)
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