You know what I wasn't excited about? Not being able to bring my camera {with a wicked awesome telephoto lens} into the RBC center. It was a long story with lots of drama, but to shorten it: Canon Rebels were deemed "professional" since they had detachable lenses so instead of sneaking it in like I was going to, I decided not to break the law & get pummeled by security guards all while going down to the floor with onlookers. Because that's how is in the movies so it must be like that in real life, no? ;)
I survived, I didn't die & I didn't feel like something was missing the whole time. I think it was a God thing that I couldn't bring in my camera so I could just relax & enjoy myself & not worry about whether I had enough pictures to tell our story of awesomeness in the blog. Amen?
We nervously chewed on our sunglasses, anxious to get there already!
Andrew did stop for me to take a picture of his excitement...
Andrew's face is cracking me up... |
We watched Chuck on the way & remembered how much we hated Shaw. & laughed alot. It was awesome! I wanted to say I was smart & planned it all, but I realized I had my Chucks on...and we were watching Chuck! Oh, the genius... ;)
Not sure you can see the sign, but it said Sold Out Event...and they weren't kidding. Dad & I seriously didn't see any seats empty. |
Emily & I frantically tried to get a picture of the RBC Center but my camera decided to go nutso on me & get funky with the zoom so I was screaming at it...and getting looks from the other passengers.
oh RBC Center, how I love you. you make me feel like i actually live in a city, not some podunkville USA type deal. |
All the performers were amazing & I loved seeing their personalities shine up on the stage. You kinda felt like you got an behind the scenes look at their lives & the way they acted. All my faves lived up to my expectations; Casey sang a Santana song, Haley did awesome, James rocked the crowd & came from the back of the Center to walk through the crowd, and...
...Scotty...oh, Scotty. I wore a plaid shirt for you, you know? ;) You really saw how appreciative & happy he was to be back in his home state, and we were certainly glad to have him!
BUT! Without some people it would not have been possible to go, so thanks to Miss Beth Collins for getting the tix & waiting so patiently for payment. Also, thanks to Dad for getting past his hatred for American Idol & coming with me; one of the best parts was that he was able to go with us. Thanks for driving us as well, Dad!
Long live Scotty McCreery!!
OK, I'm good now.