One thing I just still cannot believe is that I waited 35 years to see U2 in concert. Tonight the foursome played Dallas in the new Dallas Cowboys Stadium, which is worth the visit on its own. But seriously, I am in love with Bono again. In love with all the U2 songs that I know remarkably well. I wanted to hear my favorite, "New Year's Day," but the fact that MUSE opened for U2 made up for that. And, my brother and his girlfriend drove in from Little Rock to see the concert, too. (that's us right there)When U2 was singing "Walk On," Bono brought someone on stage, and it turns out he is the husband of one of mine and Kara's friends we've known since junior high school. Small world.
Yeah, this blog entry is kind of lame if you weren't there. BUT I WAS THERE! I SAW U2!
Tonight was the first night in 220 days that I almost forgot to work out. No matter how drunk, tired or burned out I am, I have always worked out. Even if it means doing crunches in my floor before I go to bed. As I was crawling into my hotel bed tonight about to chow down on the chips and cherry chipotle salsa that Kara and I carted with us in my polka-dot ice chest, I saw the resistance band and got to workin' out.
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