You know when you're super excited about something and then something makes it even more awesome? Like, for example, you're going to a New Kids on the Block/Boyz II Men/98 Degrees concert with some of your favorite friends and then Stub Hub upgrades your cheapo nose-bleed seats to a luxury box? And then you die? That's how great Friday was.
A rundown of the evening:
1.) There was an anime convention going on next door. Oh man, anime people are THE BEST! Everyone was dressed up with cat ears and neon pink wigs and school girl uniforms and there were wizards and, um, okay, it was mostly creatures I would never be able to recognize because I don't understand the obsession with anime AT ALL. But these kids were so fun to look at. And who am I to judge. I was seeing a boy band who peaked 25 years ago. We're all a little crazy.
2.) We had dinner at El Cholo. And I ate my weight in chips and salsa. And then enchiladas. My grandma worked at El Cholo (not the LA one, a different one, but same family.) for like a million years. She was a widow with 6 kids and they took good care of her (like sending her to Jerusalem for one of her milestone anniversaries with them. I'm not even kidding.) so I have a special place in my heart for them. It helps that their food is awesome.
3.) Let's talk about this luxury suite. I don't know that I can ever go back to cheap seats again. I've spent my life in the cheap seats and have been quite content. But now that I have tasted this kind of life, how can I be happy with anything else? And Stub Hub was RAD about everything. We had a hostess the whole time who was great. There was tons of food and drinks. The seats was really comfy and you're not squished up against your sweaty neighbor. There were couches to lounge around on during 98 Degrees because who cares about them. We got gift bags. They provided binoculars. Near the end cake was past around. During intermission we had an impromptu dance party simply because there was so much room. It was a blast. Luxury suites for EVERYONE!
4.) Boyz II Men were great. Especially when they sang Motown Phillie. Now that was a party. I know exactly two 98 degree songs. And New Kids on the Block...well what can be said. 13 Year Old Rachel was dying inside. Because oh my gosh it's Donnie Wahlberg!!! But Old Lady Rachel was also dying because oh my gosh is Donnie Wahlberg frenching that grandma? And can he please stop taking off his shirt? Is he even wearing underwear because his pants are really low and I'm seeing a whole lot of area that should be covered. Seriously, Donnie (and Jordan to an extent) you were kind of grossing me out. I mean, I get it. It's the crowd you're singing to. Middle-aged women who have to go home to their husbands and kids. Give them a show. But, ew. There's no denying, however, that singing and dancing along to Hangin' Tough was hilarious fun.
To sum up: GOOD TIMES!
The gang in our Stub Hub sun glasses.
Our view. If you look at the top of the picture and go up a few inches, that's where our original seats were. Thanks Stub Hub (and Holly's husband Steven who purchased our seats through them. We're all uniting our prayers so that this happens again to you but for a Dodger Game and not your wife's boy band concert.)