making even better memories

I lived around Pittsburgh about 10 or so years ago and I loved going to concerts. More than once I saw Jimmy Buffet, DMB, and Rusted Root. I only remember bits and pieces of these "fun times" such as: getting out of the car while sitting in traffic to pee on the side of the rode b/c i drank all the way down to the concert, beer bonging while in line for the porta potties, missing my favorite DMB song b/c i was in the nasty bathroom on my hands and knees puking, meeting boys that for one magical night made you think they weren't the assholes they would end up being. Those were the days.

Last Saturday Scott and I noticed in the paper that Rusted Root and the Clarks would be playing the following weekend. These are old school Pittsburgh bands. My last Rusted Root show was when I was 18! I wasn't sure that I would want to go with Scott...too many weird memories, i was in a different stage of life now--how could the two possibly come together? Well, after much debate, Scott surprised me with tickets. Not just any tickets, but VIP second freaking row center tickets. In my younger years, the parking lot that was 2 miles away and the lawn tickets with stinky bathrooms were as good as it got. He got us VIP parking, amazing seats, and VIP club passes (which includes nice fancy bathrooms with no line) all on the cheap from Craigslist.

We tailgated not only with drink, but food too (a first for me), went inside to hang out at the VIP club house to eat and drink some more, drank alcohol without fearing getting arrested (another first), opted not to participate in illegal drugs (see the pattern here... :) )

All silliness aside, I must say that it was truly magical. Not only did we have our second row seats, but we also had the entire second row. It seems that even though the lawn is packed, these seats don't sell out. This meant dancin' space. Normally, I am super inhibited about dancing crazy, and as you can imagine, Scott is a dancing machine, but as soon as Rusted Root started doing their thing I couldn't help myself...It was really incredible. The fact that I was nearly 30 and with my husband of 5 years made the whole thing that much better. It has easily become my new favorite concert memory.