Monday June 18, 2007
The battle between "young" and "old" rages on...For every 8:30 bed time there was 11:30 dinner and a movie with friends. Every jab by old was returned by young... but it seems that young in the last round took a pretty tough beating and was unable to get up and return to the fight!
Saturday Matthew and I - as a gesture to Old that Young wasn't going to surrender...went to a John Mayer concert. Now meg and i had seen him in san diego years ago when Matthew was overseas...and LOVED IT!(even though Megan and I had the most clothes on in the whole arena we loved it) So Matthew and i decided...Lets get tickets. we order the tickets something like 4 months in advance and begin counting down the days until we can deliver a right jab to the jaw of "Old". No more 8:30 bed times, No more ..."lets just stay in". We were going to be "young". So we decided that we didn't really need to see Rocky Deluca ( that was the first sign, the battle wouldn't go into overtime) so we decided to leave a little later. We hopped in the car after dropping BT off at "the sitters"( thanks Mom and Dad)...oh crap we forgot the tickets...somewhere between packing the jammies and other sleepover needs we forgot the tickets. no biggie, we'll swing by the house on the way down... 45 min later we are on our way to the Hollywood Bowl...Watch out "Old" we're comein' for ya. Another 2 hours later we are just arriving at the bowl...yeah don't ask...by this time we are arguing over who's fault it was that so many dang people need to be at a dang john mayer concert... i mean come on...really. Dont they know that we have something to prove here.We arrive at 8:30-9:00 speed walk( like a mall walker) to our seats. the whole way saying to each other... "really do they have to smoke where people walk, i can barely breath here." "oh , what is that smell ..oh is that beer...So disgusting."..." Why is everyone walking so close to us, BACK OFF". We get to our seats DETERMINED to have a good time. we are sitting next to "Hippie nation" on my left and "doing something questionable under that blanket" on Matthews right. So ill spare you the rest of the details other than...we left 10 min early!
Last round bell rings..DING...DING...Young is knocked out , unrevivable, no sign of life. So the natural thing to do...pronounce it dead.
TIME OF DEATH...SATURDAY JUNE 9 2007...10:30 PM...YOUNG ...DEAD.
on our way home we said our goodbyes and came to terms with our love of our jammies, our son, dog , naps and our house. We welcome "Old"!!
I would like to revise this to say we welcome old as long as ..I DONT HAVE TO WEAR GLASSES!! Matthew and I went on a date to the eye doc...and i NEVER have anything wrong with my eyes and matthew always does so i thought piece of cake... the count down starts...my glasses will be here friday...:( I HATE OLD!!!
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