First of all, any trip outside of our little hometown region over to the Big City must include a stop a Chick Fil-A. If I had the dough, I'd open a Chick Fil-A of my own. I love it that much.
I also love Chick Fil-A enough to make sure that everyone got their picture taken with the cow.
As you can tell by our mile-wide grins, Jess & I love Chick Fil-a & we love the cow. There's no explaining love.
As you can tell from their merely happy smiles, Autumn & Cody are not as enamored as Jess & I. Maybe they just hadn't dug into their waffle fries yet. Those fabulously good waffle fries should bring out a mile-wide grin on anybody!
After enjoying our wonderful Chick Fil-A dinners we all hit the front desk for a soda refill & then we hit the road again, motoring on to the Celtic Thunder concert.
That's when the mishap occurred. Cody & I were in the back seat of Jess's car. We were swapping stories & I was showing her some pics on my iphone. Then the unthinkable happened. Somehow, in my extremely talented way, I hit the straw in my soda knocking it through the bottom of my cup & leaving a nickle sized hole for the soda to flow through. In seconds I was soaked. I had never ridden in Jess's car before; my panic stricken mind couldn't figure out how to roll down the window, open the door, or even yell for Jess to stop. I just remember lots of fumbling, moaning, screaming, & icy wetness all over my lap & iphone. Not good, people, not good.
When Jess realized the disaster that had befallen the light gray upholstery of her back seat, she pulled over & I jumped out of the car.
Alas, it was too late. I was wearing about 24 oz. of diet Coke all over my pants. In places that looked very bad. I was a bit distraught but I just couldn't stop laughing. I just couldn't believe what I had done!
Here is the evil cup. It obviously had some kind of manufacturing defect. It couldn't even stand up to a straw!
Jess rummaged around in her trunk & found me a trash bag to sit on since the seat was SOAKED. I was in a bit of a tizzy trying to figure out what I was going to do about my jeans. Someone miraculously remembered that we were close to an Old Navy - thank the good Lord! We had just enough time to run over & get a new pair of jeans. Autumn coached me on the way to the store...
I know we look super happy here, but it was all totally concert-induced. We did not purchase beer from the bar during intermission. However, the older lady sitting next to me did. She was hilarious with the continual remarks during the second half of the show - pointing out who was the sexiest in the Celtic Thunder group, knocking her empty beer can over & then calling herself a loud old drunk lady. Quite entertaining, let me tell you.
After the concert we hung out in front of the theatre for like FOR.EVER waiting for the musicians to come out & board their bus. This was not my idea. However, it was hilarious. I admit that I screamed like a middle school girl a time or two. Said screaming was in jest; I was not giddy with any kind of crush on the handsome musicians. I didn't even get my picture taken with any of them. But I did take Autumn's pic with one of the guys. Funny how she didn't include that one in the pics she sent me for this post...hmmm...maybe she had it blown up poster size & it's hanging on her closet door!
Alas, it was too late. I was wearing about 24 oz. of diet Coke all over my pants. In places that looked very bad. I was a bit distraught but I just couldn't stop laughing. I just couldn't believe what I had done!I also can't believe I have posted a pic of my backside. Please don't notice any clear details, such as size. Just look at the Coke stains & then promptly scroll on. Thank you very much.
Here is the evil cup. It obviously had some kind of manufacturing defect. It couldn't even stand up to a straw!Jess rummaged around in her trunk & found me a trash bag to sit on since the seat was SOAKED. I was in a bit of a tizzy trying to figure out what I was going to do about my jeans. Someone miraculously remembered that we were close to an Old Navy - thank the good Lord! We had just enough time to run over & get a new pair of jeans. Autumn coached me on the way to the store...
It doesn't matter if the jeans are on sale! You will buy them!
It doesn't matter if they are long enough! You will buy them!
It doesn't matter if they fit perfectly! You will buy them!
Perhaps she has been shopping with me before & knows how hard it is for me to commit to new jeans? Usually it's a three-or-four-trips-to-try-on-and-investigate before I buy kind of deal. That's what happens when you are tall, a little chubby & frugal like me!
Jess dropped Autumn & I at the curb, we ran in, I grabbed three pairs, tried on the first pair & a dove descended from heaven, declared this day to be the day for my miracle, & they FIT! I tossed them over the door to Autumn, she ran to the cashier, paid for them, brought them back to me & we ran out the door. The fastest jeans buying experience of my.entire.life.
Jess hit the turbo on her Hyundai & we barely made it to the concert on time. My dry legs & backside were very grateful the other girls were willing to make the Old Navy stop. I would not have survived the cold theatre in cold, wet pants. Never mind the crazy stares I would have gotten.
We had a blast at the concert. Jess & Autumn didn't have tickets near us but we met up at intermission to commentate with one another & decide what needed to be purchased from the sales table.
I know we look super happy here, but it was all totally concert-induced. We did not purchase beer from the bar during intermission. However, the older lady sitting next to me did. She was hilarious with the continual remarks during the second half of the show - pointing out who was the sexiest in the Celtic Thunder group, knocking her empty beer can over & then calling herself a loud old drunk lady. Quite entertaining, let me tell you.I know you are wondering why we would be so excited about a Celtic Thunder concert. I'm sure you've seen them on PBS & thought - weird! Aren't they the guys that sing cover songs like, "Everything I Do, I Do It For You" by Bryan Adams from the movie "Robin Hood." That's totally not cool.
And yeah, they totally sang that song. And I didn't love it. But the other songs that they played & sang totally made up for it. I love Irish music & I will not apologize for it.
After the concert we hung out in front of the theatre for like FOR.EVER waiting for the musicians to come out & board their bus. This was not my idea. However, it was hilarious. I admit that I screamed like a middle school girl a time or two. Said screaming was in jest; I was not giddy with any kind of crush on the handsome musicians. I didn't even get my picture taken with any of them. But I did take Autumn's pic with one of the guys. Funny how she didn't include that one in the pics she sent me for this post...hmmm...maybe she had it blown up poster size & it's hanging on her closet door!
Cause that's what I'd do with it if I were her *grin*
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I enjoyed this story just as much the second time. :)
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