I would just like to say that our weekend got off to a great start. So much promise! So much potential! After a Labor Day weekend from hell, we were ready for some fun & relaxation.
Friday night was awesome. We saw Brad Paisley (Dierks Bentley opened for him) and he was incredible. I feel silly going on and on about him, and what a great performer he is, but WOW. He is a rock star. He can play the guitar like nobody’s business. The songs from his new CD are fantastic. He is the king of writing the super funny songs, and then the songs that are so touching they will make you tear up. I just really, really like him and think he is about as talented as you can get. Plus, his wife and kids are so dang cute.
We had a great time, and so did the women in front of us, because they were HAMMERED. We were at the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion and had lawn seats, which means we were sitting on a sloped hill on a blanket on the ground. These ladies (who were well into their forties) planted themselves in rented lawn chairs right in front of us, and immediately made it very clear that they were there to PARTY. Memo to ladies: It might be cute to get tipsy with your girlfriends when you are 22 (probably not even then, but maybe people will turn a blind eye), but not so much when you’re 40-something. Especially when you’re falling all over the people around you. Oh and also: YOU CAN’T DANCE. No, you can’t. Don’t forget that and start wiggling and grooving to the music – the people sitting behind you do not appreciate it.
Here are a few pictures from the concert.
My love & I before the show, hanging out by the KILT van.
Taken by a dude who obviously couldn’t keep his hand still, hence the blurriness. Notice my well-defined arm! Thanks Jillian! (Just kidding, I photoshopped that.) I did not, however, photoshop the delicious Coach purse. That’s the real deal, baby.
Crappy picture of the stage. Michael made me take it, “for my blog.” Love him.
Crappier picture of the lady in front of us.
It was too dark to take a picture, so Michael used his iPhone to light up her shirt while I took a picture with mine. TEAM EFFORT, people – do you see the things we do for y’all? We were giggling, thinking she was going to turn around and be all, “Why are you two hovering over my back?” She didn’t. I think when you’re that plastered, you’re oblivious to people taking your picture. Probably a good thing for the rest of us to jot down. NOTE: The back of her shirt says: “ALCOHOL: Some of the best times you’ll never remember,” which is part of a Paisley song. When he played that song, it was HER MOMENT. Imagine a drunken forty-year-old woman doing a very scary dance to this:
Probably not her most shining moment in life.
All in all, a delightful night. I have the best time with my husband. We hit up the Jack in the Box drive-thru on our way home and laughed and joked the entire time. He’s the best.
The next morning, we loaded up the car to try the whole camping thing again. Michael had signed up for a duathlon that was to take place Sunday morning at a location several hours away. We thought it would be fun to take my parents’ pop-up camper, since our last camping experience had gone so badly, and make a fun little weekend excursion of it. I put so much planning into packing up everything we would need, as well as food for meals I was going to cook. I even baked cookies for the occasion! (I am an overachiever.) We drove to my parents, hooked up the camper, and left. Drove. Drove & drove. Drove some more. It was raining the whole time. Not the greatest of conditions, but Michael and I can have fun no matter what we’re doing. No matter the weather! We stopped at a Wal-Mart, and bought 2 Brad Paisley CDs, and also this:
Can’t have a roadtrip without a little George.
When we FINALLY got to the park for registration, it was around 3pm. We drove around and around and didn’t see anyone. Finally, I saw one person sitting under a covered pavilion area. Michael went up to her, and I stayed in the car. He was gone for about 5 minutes. When he came back, he just looked at me. I knew.
The duathlon had been cancelled.
We had driven all day for nothing. The woman in charge had cancelled it at 2:30. Registration was from 3-5. She had sent an email and “tried to call us” but apparently neither had gone though. Michael was so angry he couldn’t even talk. I started laughing because, WHAT ELSE ARE YOU GOING TO DO? Then we both had a good laugh.
Michael: “I’m so sorry I ruined your weekend.”
Me: “I ruined last weekend! It was your turn.”
We were faced with a predicament: should we head home right then, or camp anyway? It was gray, cloudy, and drizzling. The pop-up camper is a lot of work to set up. Plus, once we set it up, we couldn’t enjoy the Great Outdoors, because it was raining. So we went to our campground, drove around to take a look, and made a decision to drive all the way back home. But not before snapping some pictures.
Here I am, trying not to cry. Also, I am wearing jean capris and tennis shoes. In other news, I am my mother.
Here I am saying, “Whatcha gonna do?” Because, really, WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? Also, in my defense, all my shorts were in my laundry hamper, which is why I am wearing BELTED jean capris WITH TENNIS SHOES. Oh Lauren. When will you learn?
Here is the unused pop-up. Freaking piece of bad luck, that thing.
Here we are, trying not to freak out. Also, I think the devil took over my hair for awhile.
So we drove all the way home. We were in the car for 8+ hours that day.
Oh, then we stopped in College Station for dinner @ Freebirds, and I kind of forgot what shirt I was wearing until I walked in and a girl looked at me like she was going to kill me.
I’m scared of dying before I finish my delicious burrito.
My husband is cute.
Sunday was a lot more successful. We slept in, made pancakes, lounged around, and I went to see Julie & Julia for the second time and to dinner with my mom. (I know, I still owe you guys a book vs. movie review. I’ve been really busy having sucky weekends. I’m sorry. Soon. Very soon.)
I always feel this little pang of sadness on Sunday nights, so here’s what I do to combat: I plan my week by writing everything down, and start to think about what we’re going to do the next weekend.
It really helps me feel prepared come Monday morning, and it makes the week go by more quickly (or so it seems). Do you have any tips or tricks to counter the Sunday night blues?
So there you have it. We can’t seem to catch a break, weekend-wise. Next weekend we’re going to try again though. We are unstoppable like that.
xo
Comments on That Time When We Couldn't Catch A Break.
From mandy:
Brad Paisley is from my area, as in his hometown is about 15 minutes from mine. He and his wife are often in the area visiting. He is a great performer.
From Jay Dee:
nice longhorn shirt. way to represent. just kidding. luck the fonghorns.
From OllipopGoose:
Although your past two weekends didn’t turn out as planned, it’s SO NICE to see that you guys made the best of it! It’s so hard to come by that anymore, and it encourages me to try to find the good in the negative myself (thanks for that, btw!)
I’m also curious on where you got your weekly to do list! It’s super cute!
Hope your next weekend goes well :)
From Meghan:
Wait…
You live in Texas, yet the crazy drunk woman in front of you has what looks to be a huge, heat-retaining hat. My sister lives down there, so I know how ridiculously hot it gets. Drunk + sweaty = bad.
In other news, you and your husband are so cute together in these pictures. Love it!
From Sarah:
haha oh no! sorry that you drove all that time for a canceled event. but hey, I love brad as well and I’ve heard he’s awesome, so at least you saw him :) I always get stuck behind the most obnoxious or the biggest people at concerts and athletic events… just my kind of luck.
From Erin:
Luck the fonghorns. hahahahahahahahaha. I didn’t know you were so controversial. No, wait- I did.
From Sarah:
First of all, when you wrote this…
“Crappier picture of the lady in front of us.”
…it took me a minute to realize that it was a photo of a woman. I thought it was a photo of a man with a perfectly coiffed mullet.
You are right, if you are doing a road trip George Strait is a necessity.
If you had worn shorts (or even some yoga pants) instead of your japris (jeans + capris…get it???) you guys wouldn’t have been able to take pictures. It is the Murphy’s Law of Bad Outfits…pictures will inevitably be taken and you will spend the rest of your days explaining why you wore what you wore.
I’ll be honest, I’m a little surprised the girl didn’t spit in your burrito. Damn, Freebirds is delicious, but Aggies can be a tough crowd.
From bblissful:
Okay. You two are unstoppably cute.
On the weekend my (unstoppably grumpy) 15 yr. old had wet-from-rain jeans on and no clean laundry … so I offered her a pair of mine. And I get: Why do you have to have MOM jeans? And I’m thinkin: What the hell? I haven’t worn jeans that reached my navel (with or without the belt) since you were BORN, you grumpy thing, you. I swear … Ha!
From Kathleen:
At least when you have a good man with you everything is fun no matter what!
From Chelsea:
I love you for wearing a Longhorns shirt. You make me proud. *sniff sniff*
You should have driven an extra hour and set up the camper in my driveway!
From mediumcrazy:
Eight hours in the car? Good thing that you and your husband like each other so much. I would have trouble spending eight straight hours with anyone except possibly a cute puppy. And even then, I can’t make any promises.
From Sassy Chica:
Great pics and post, thanks for sharing!
Smooches,
Sassy Chica
Having parents and Grandparents who are native Texans, Go LONGHORNS! But it’s a no-go for me on the Cowboys, even though as a little girl I wanted to grow up to be a Cowboy cheerleader!
From mbowman7:
I have to agree with Sarah it did look like a man in front of you at the concert.
Have to tell you that I LOVE your taste in music. Brad and George are 2 of my faves.
As for next weekend 3rd times a charm right… However I know you and the hubby will have a blast no matter what. You just both seem like you know how to make the best of it. Y’all are soooo darn cute together…
From Joe:
Funny about the Longhorns shirt. I was looking at houses in Dallas once, (Keller I think?), and the guy had Longhorns everything. Door mat, rugs, coasters, magnets, it was hilarious.
And can I say that Brad Paisley’s “Alcohol” is an awesome Karaoke song? I think it was way past last call one night, and everyone was still drinking and singing, so I figured what better song to sing at that point in the night? Even in Massachusetts, it was a hit.
From Lauren:
Where did you get your weekly to-do list paper? I love it!
From David:
TEXAS LONGHORNS NATIONAL CHAMPIONS 2005
From Samantha:
Even though your weekend didn’t go according to plan once again, it still looks like you two managed to have a good time! Sometimes random weekends like that turn out to be the most memorable and fun!
I need a notepad like you have. I like to plan out my week, too.
From Kyla Roma:
Aw, okay that’s terrible! I’m glad that you guys were able to take the fun moments where they existed though, and have a good time. Wow though! Make up for it next weekend?
From Rachel:
We’re going to see Brad Paisley next week. My father-in-law surprised us (and his wife) with tickets. I’m so excited!!
From Nora:
where in the world did you get that adorable to-do list?
Confession: I’ve never listened to a country song by anyone other than Faith Hill/Dixie Chicks/Rascall Flatts. For a newbie like me, please recommend some songs that are a good way to ease into country? =)
Also, you and your husband are freakin’ adorable.
From Helene:
Well, see, now you’re even. You’ve each ruined a weekend for the other so nothing else bad can happen. That’s my rule, anyway.
In other news, my daughter is sitting next to me as I was reading your post and she said, “Mommy, I didn’t know that you knew Barbie in real life”. I’m not sure if you think that’s a compliment or not but coming from her and knowing how much she adores her Barbie dolls, it’s a compliment.
From Kristin:
At least you’re a good sport! We have tix to see Brad in Oct. It will be my fourth time seeing him. Such a good show!
From debbie:
I love the way you write. Makes me feel like I’m there too. And that jeans capri and tennis shoes remark – I think I resemble that!
From katyhelena:
Lol cute post, cute pics, and I love that to-do list pad! I am now totally wanting one.
From Sarah:
Lauren do you live in Houston? Because if so… I am highly disappointed we have not discussed making awesome t-shirts like the classy (er, drunk) woman in this post and dancing (terribly, I might add) all over town. I think we owe it to Texas.
PS. I think your husband and mine could be potential best buds (but not in a gay/stalker way… you know? okay that’s all… I think I have officially creeped you out, LOL).
From Kelly:
Well, hello, Welcome to the Gun Show! lol
I love Brad Paisley… and your delicious purse!