Right around Mother's Day, Gene very generously gave me FOUR tickets to see the Top 10 American Idol contestants on tour. He had one condition: I couldn't make him go because he had a date with Lydia at ChickFilA. So, Lisa, her sister, her sister's best friend, and I were going together.
If I've not said it before, I'll own up to it now: I am NOT a very girly girl. Gene told me that one time, and I was crushed. I'm not even sure why it bothered me since it was so true. Ok, maybe I am a girly girl but I'm low maintenance? In any case, I was going OUT for the first time in a very long time, and I wanted to look nice. If it had been me and Gene, I'd have worn jeans and a newer tshirt and thought I looked fine.
But it wasn't. It was me and 3 other women. One of whom I KNOW is an all out girly girl, and I had reason to suspect the other two would be, too. I set out to make myself presentable.
With more planning than I'd have ever dreamed necessary, I managed to get my haircut for the first time in probably 6 months on Wednesday. I had my toenails painted (pedicure had happened a few weeks ago) and a manicure. As I left the nail salon, I was counting the minutes I had left to curl my hair, put on make up, and throw together an outfit. I WISHED my hair was more humidity resistant. I wished I were skinnier so I could confidently wear a cute tank top with cropped jeans, flip flops, and some (impossible for me to even imagine) hip accessories. I didn't want (ok, that's a lie I did want to) wear my tennis shoes - I wanted to wear cute shoes to shoe off my beautiful toes!
In the end, I wore khaki capris with shoes that did allow my toes to show. I got blisters. I curled my hair. I sprayed my hair. Gene came in from mowing the lawn and took a shower. My hair began to wilt. My pal, Lisa? She did wear the cute tank top with jeans and cute shoes plus fashionable earrings. Oh. And her hair is never flat. The other two? They were pretty hip, too - plus the hip accessories. PLUS hair with volume. Did I mention my hair went flat?
When I showed dogs, I got up EARLY on Saturday morning. I showered, fixed my hair, put on makeup, sort of dressy shoes, pantyhose, and jewelry and often got to the show by 8am WITH a dog or 3. I am exhausted now just typing all that. I am so out of practise that it wore me out to do this in a whole day.
I need help. But please don't send Stacie and Clinton. I don't think I could bear the shame.
We went to Macaroni Grill to eat then we were off to the concert. I highly recommend the concert. Bottom to top they were all very VERY talented and fun to watch. Scott was the unexpected hit for me. He is so talented, he was very funny, and I thought he'd improved vocally (his instrumental talent was already incredible) since leaving the competition. Everyone was well received, and Danny G. was quite inspirational.
Adam had everyone on their feet, and no one sat down during Kris's performance. I think he really demonstrated why he was eventually chosen as this year's American Idol.
I think I've rambled enough for now. I'll blog about the Daddy Date another time.