I got two tickets to see Elton John. A much easier "GET" than the Hannah Montana Tickets that we DIDN'T get.
Online, I filled in the ticketmaster form for two tickets best available. When that came back with two tickets on the floor for a total of $225 I had to stop and think. I asked M.D. Husband if I really wanted floor seats. His exact words were, "are you planning on throwing your underwear at him?". So, I canceled those tickets and got upper level tickets on the side. Saved $100 bucks. Still good seats.
When I asked the husband if he wanted to go with me he said no. Not maybe, just no. I guess it would be too much to ask him to be a little bit gay, just for one night. You know, he didn't go with me the last time I saw Elton. On call at the hospital. Why expect anything different this time. This time, he gets to stay with the offspring. So, I am going to find a friend to go with me. Now is when I need a gay concert buddy.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
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