Oh by the way


Have I mentioned I’m going to see Paul McCartney? Really? Because I could totally say it again.
Tickets go on sale in under 59 hours, people. Come Saturday morning it’s me at the computer, Mastercard in one hand, seating chart in the other. Ticketmonster had better be good to me.
(Added bonus: I probably won’t mention the subject again for a good five months after the tickets have been purchased. Till then, give me a break, it’s all I’ve got going for me right now.)


About msmaryb

I'm a native Californian who lives in Oklahoma. I'm a full-time student, pursuing a Bachelors in Anthropology, following which I hope to attain a Masters in Archaeology. I have three kids, one husband, no pets, and a lot of friends - most of whom live inside my computer. I love to read, write, watch tv (shut up, we can't all be brain surgeons), shop, and travel. I'm trying to set foot in all 50 states before I die. I have 38, so far. I love the Beatles and Maroon 5, and if you think those two things are incongruous, well, they are. But that's me. When I love something, I love it 100%. I don't do anything halfway. I want to know everything there is to know, so I'm trying to cram as much into my brain as I can in the short amount of time I'm allotted in this dimension.

One response

  1. Don’t feel bad. I waited until the last moment thinking I could squeek by with only bringing some sour cream, or other potato necessity. All the smart mothers signed up well before me leaving only one available position: clean up duty. Next time I’m going to be first in line to sign up for bacon bits…