My husband doesn't like concerts. He enjoys music, he really does. But he's just not into concerts. So when he got me tickets to see JIMMY BUFFETT for Valentine's Day, I was shocked. In a strange twist that usually only happens in the movies, we both ended up buying tickets. We had quite a few tickets, and were able to bring some friends with us. I'm including some pics of the evening, for your enjoyment.
Me and my studly son, hanging out at the concert...
Michael and Hannah, looking for a lost shaker of salt. (WHAT SALT?!?)
Who's the man? Michael is the Man. Just ask him. :)
Steve and Mary Jo, enjoying a moment...
Michael, at the after-party at IHOP. He's seriously contemplating the menu at 2am.
Shane, before getting changed. After the concert, he displayed his ever-present chivalrous side when he escorted two rather inebriated co-eds back to their vehicle. One of them was falling down drunk. The other was royally ticked that they'd lost their car, and their boyfriends. My Hero made sure they found both the boyfriends and the car safely. Things like that are why he's my very favorite man in the entire world...The music was great. The company was even better! And a good time was had by all.
2 comments:
I CANNOT believe how big Michael is getting and what a young man he is growing into! So handsome!!!
I'm glad you had a great time!
Well, you know, I think so. But then again, I'm the Mom, so I might just be a little bit biased.
He is quite the young stud though, isn't he? In his typical uniform of jeans and white t-shirt. I think he does that to show off his six pack. The little punk works out like a fiend. :)
Then again, he is after all his Dad's son, you know?
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