between the kids, work, searching for a house, broken dishwasher, broken toilet, sick babies, and lenders, i completely forgot how to be married.sitting on the lawn with sean at the john mayer concert i thought about this.
in the first set we were side by side.
by the middle guitar acoustic we were cozy under the blanket.
by the last set we were cuddled and remembering what it feels like to actually date again.
free from stress.
free from responsibilities.
escaped from all of our duties for 3 hours.
pizza, soda, and a blanket for two.
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the bajio hats were our ticket in.
we were "employees."
marketers, soTAspeak;-)
hot old man "the hook up" provided our tickets and he and mama nacho took the kids.
our $18 dinner made me wish we would have gone through a drive thru before we got to the amphitheater.
the group sitting next to us on the lawn made me glad i'm married with kids.
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shocker of the night goes to the girl 10 feet away from us who decided to drop trout and squat on the grass for a potty break.
b/c man, those bathrooms down the stairs were just too far of a trek.
seriously, i've seen my fair share, but this one really threw me.
go ahead and vomit now.
we almost did.
it's better if you just turn your head and focus on the concert.
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we also had an epiphany that highly intoxicated people, no matter the substance of use, are identical to toddlers.
they must be coerced and bribed to do what you want them to do.
they will throw a tantrum if the bribe is not better than what they want to do at that moment.
and they do things that embarrass the other people who are coherently responsible for them.
outbursts,
throwing themselves on the ground,
yelling,
screaming,
crying,
hitting,
see?
same thing.
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also, i have learned in the past week that there is nothing more terrifying or stressful than buying a home.
i am tired.
the end.
game day.
