I’m forcing myself to post this morning because if not, today will have equaled no teeth brushing, no dressing myself, no showering, and no blogging. A most definite fail of a day.
Last night Jacob and I headed out alone to Blossom amphitheatre to enjoy two spots of grass and listen to the electrically-awesome Paramore and NO DOUBT! Yeah, baby! Paramore is my new favorite lately. Pops and I pretty much know all the Riot! lyrics by heart. No Doubt was obviously incredibly awesome on their reunion tour. Incredibly. Gwen Stefani looks like a freaking glamazon, even though she just had a baby. I suddenly felt bad about my extreme lack of a flat stomach and the spit-up stains on my hoodie last night.
It’s nice to date my husband, even if we are too poor for the five-hundred-dollar-beers and arm-and-a-leg band t-shirts. When the rain started falling during the last few songs of No Doubt’s set, I about died of happiness. Just me and Jacob in the grass, holding hands, rain on our faces, watching thousands of people shaking it out to Just A Girl. Summer happiness for sure.
pshhhhh…if you had as much money as Gwen, you could look like that, too. I wonder how many hours a day she spends with her trainer?
I totally understand. With two little ones we wait until the 2 1/2 year old is in bed and the second is calm enough to leave with Gramma and we run off the to movies late at night and run back hoping that the little one didn’t cry the whole time and wanted to eat (she won’t take a bottle). It was a totally rushed night, but atleast we got time together!!