So have I told you about that one time that we surprised the boys with tickets to the Taylor Swift concert?
Last November our boys were in it deep. Love, that is. They had to tape the TS concert specials, got here cds for birthdays and Christmas, the works. They watched that special a half dozen times if they watched it once. So, logically, I watched for her to announce concert dates for LA and jumped on them when they went on sale. (So did the rest of the world. We had some of the worst seats in the place, but that part of the story comes later.)
We kept it a secret for 9 1/2 long months. The week before I spoke with HB#2's football coach and let him know that he wouldn't be at practice on Tuesday. I was the 'mean mom' that made them do extra work on Monday, knowing that if they had a lighter load on Tuesday it would be easier to get out of here. I also researched where to have dinner, (because God knows that I have NO IDEA where to go to eat in downtown LA. I think I've only been there 2 or 3 times in the 13+ years that we've been married.) When the boys got home on Tuesday, HD told them to hurry up and get their homework done because we were going on a "field trip."
Our first destination was this place in Korea Town:
It came with high recommendations as being pretty authentic. (I've been to Seoul, so I was really excited.) Soot Bull Jeep did not disappoint.
Next stop was Staples center. We kept asking the boys what they thought we were doing. Finally, HB#2 noticed a girl in the car next to us with a "13" written on her hand and said, "The Taylor Swift concert!!" They were pretty stoked.
If you've never been, I'd say that it was more of a show than a concert. Pretty theatrical, several set changes, multiple costume changes, background dancers, the works. About 2/3 of the way through, this happened:
Yes, that would be Taylor with her good friend Justin Beiber. He just decided to stop by and do a number. You know, since they're such good pals and all. (You should have heard that place erupt. And we thought the screaming was bad before? Holy cow, those teen girls have some lung power. Just sayin'.) (Honestly, that was pretty cool. How many people can say that they were there? Us, for 4.)
So about our seats? Yes, this pic is about the best one of the night. We had what could have been billed as the Ultimate Nosebleed Seats. Almost the farthest section, upper deck, very top row.
But ya know what? It was totally worth it to see the look on my boys faces.
Oh! but you didn't hear that from me. I was told, in no uncertain terms, that I was not allowed to tell anyone that they were there.
So you didn't hear it from me, ok? ;-)