Out on the town
Over the past two weeks, Nick and I have taken in a representative sample of Madison's winter cultural activities: Badger basketball, the Madison Symphony, and a rock concert.
The ballgame was definitely the highlight. Long story short, we lucked into some AMAZING tickets- this is the back of Brent Mussburger's head:
Yep, we were in the front row, midcourt, right behind the announcers. Those are the best seats we will probably have to any ticketed event, ever. On top of that, Wisconsin (unranked) beat Illinois (ranked) to end a 5-game losing streak. Beats our normal Thursday routine of watching ER on the couch...
So we followed up basketball with a trip to the symphony, courtesy of Nick's staff. Unfortunately I do not have the same ability to follow Beethoven as a nice man-to-man defense. It was fun, but it was also 2 hours of symphony, and I seem to have about a 30-minute attention span. Judging by the average age of attendees, I'm thinking that an appreciation for live classical music is something that descends on you when you hit age 65. So there may be hope for me yet. Right now, all I can tell you is that the Madison symphony has 41 violins, 10 cellos, 8 basses, 2 flutes, 2 clarinets, 2 bass clarinets, 5 french horns, 2 trumpets and a percussionist. (Hey, counting the sections was more discreet than whipping out a crossword puzzle...)
We wound up our cultural extravaganza on Valentine's Day at...Motley Crue. Because I am the best wife ever, that's why. Nick had talked about going with some guys at work until he realized that it was on Valentine's Day, so I surprised him with the tickets.
I realize that neither of us are outfitted like true rock fans- I pretty much look like I got lost on the way to The Gap. So we didn't blend with the crowd, but we had a great time people-watching: wig-mullet, wig-mullet, that's-not-a-wig-mullet....lots of vintage 1980s concert t-shirts, skinny jeans (not the trendy kind, the stonewashed kind worn with white sneakers), leather jackets (again, not the trendy kind), and generally the people who were in high school when the Crue was big...in 1986. Nick was thrilled to see some live music and I had heavy-duty earplugs (the building was literally rattling with the opening act as we walked up and it only got louder), so we were both happy!
And because this blog really isn't here for news about us, here's your reward for reading to the end:
Yep, she's pulling up and proud of it! And that is her diaper hanging out- she needs to gain some weight so she can keep those pants up!
The ballgame was definitely the highlight. Long story short, we lucked into some AMAZING tickets- this is the back of Brent Mussburger's head:
Yep, we were in the front row, midcourt, right behind the announcers. Those are the best seats we will probably have to any ticketed event, ever. On top of that, Wisconsin (unranked) beat Illinois (ranked) to end a 5-game losing streak. Beats our normal Thursday routine of watching ER on the couch...
So we followed up basketball with a trip to the symphony, courtesy of Nick's staff. Unfortunately I do not have the same ability to follow Beethoven as a nice man-to-man defense. It was fun, but it was also 2 hours of symphony, and I seem to have about a 30-minute attention span. Judging by the average age of attendees, I'm thinking that an appreciation for live classical music is something that descends on you when you hit age 65. So there may be hope for me yet. Right now, all I can tell you is that the Madison symphony has 41 violins, 10 cellos, 8 basses, 2 flutes, 2 clarinets, 2 bass clarinets, 5 french horns, 2 trumpets and a percussionist. (Hey, counting the sections was more discreet than whipping out a crossword puzzle...)We wound up our cultural extravaganza on Valentine's Day at...Motley Crue. Because I am the best wife ever, that's why. Nick had talked about going with some guys at work until he realized that it was on Valentine's Day, so I surprised him with the tickets.
I realize that neither of us are outfitted like true rock fans- I pretty much look like I got lost on the way to The Gap. So we didn't blend with the crowd, but we had a great time people-watching: wig-mullet, wig-mullet, that's-not-a-wig-mullet....lots of vintage 1980s concert t-shirts, skinny jeans (not the trendy kind, the stonewashed kind worn with white sneakers), leather jackets (again, not the trendy kind), and generally the people who were in high school when the Crue was big...in 1986. Nick was thrilled to see some live music and I had heavy-duty earplugs (the building was literally rattling with the opening act as we walked up and it only got louder), so we were both happy!And because this blog really isn't here for news about us, here's your reward for reading to the end:
Yep, she's pulling up and proud of it! And that is her diaper hanging out- she needs to gain some weight so she can keep those pants up!posted by Katie | 3:47 PM
1 Comments:
Ok so I am pretty sure I would have done the same counting thing at the symphony, but I wouldn't have remembered how many there were of which things after I left.... How many lights were in the ceiling is the real question?:) Um, so yea you and the basketball game and Crue concert... And, finally, I don't think when babies start pulling themselves up and really motoring is when they tend to pack ON the pounds, but maybe if you substitue cheesecake for avacado in Hannah's little mesh food thingy (?) she will be able to keep her pants up:). Love you:). -Kami:)
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