We went to a concert last night. The Oh Hellos were in town, and we kind of love them, so Jim utilized his online-student-status and scored us cheap tickets...because the concert was held at our alma mater, good old LU. First of all, I somehow missed that the band was 'Christian', even though I listen to them all the time. I guess it's kind of in a Mumford and Sons style, where it's very evident in themes but not direct? I don't know. Either way, I was excited to see them; I even wore 2 necklaces (you know that in, layered look? no? Whatever. Pretend it's in) and heeled ankle boots, because: concert.
Prior to the concert, we grabbed some Chipotle. We rarely go to chain restaurants, and especially not by the college, mainly because we enjoy local places and like to avoid crowds. What I learned as the night went on was that that doesn't make us 'locavores' or 'cool' or anything else like that...it really just makes us old. When we walked in, we kind of chuckled at how many college students were there. Then we realized that our entire night was going to be spent surrounded by college students...so we promptly ordered a beer, and began to realize how much life had changed. We had some time to kill after dinner, so went to Kohl's because I had $10 free and I thought we could get a small toy for the boys for Christmas. That's right. We're on a date, going to a concert, and I'm using coupons so I can get a free kid toy. We are so sexy right now.
The only problem was...I forgot the coupon, because it was in the diaper bag, not in my cute little clutch that gets used once/month. Mom brain for the win. Since we were already over there, we went ahead and looked around, getting distracted by baby-sized thermal shirts and coats with toggles, on our way to look at toys which we would then not purchase, because I have to go back with said coupon to actually get the toy for almost free. This is our life. Are you jealous yet? If not, you will be.
We're on our way to the concert, and suddenly realize we have no earthly idea where the 'LU Event Center' is. So we text our wonderful babysitter, who is a current student there. Not to check on the boys, just to ask where the hell we're going. She helps us figure it out, we arrive, park, and start to walk to said Event Center. Walking along, holding hands, I suddenly realize it's November, and that exactly 10 years ago this coming week is when Jim proposed, while we were still students at this campus that looks nothing like it did 10 years ago. We reminisce for a minute then walk in the building. Being the cool concert-goers that we are, we are about to go in when we both start to ask 'where are the bathrooms?' We know ourselves, we know our bladders. So after being sufficiently sure we won't pee on ourselves, we head in to the 'Event Center'...and realize that everyone is standing. And there is no other option. We look at each other, look back at the floor full of people, and say "We have to stand the WHOLE time?!" But we suck it up and find our way to a spot on the side, near-ish to the front, but not too near.
While we wait for the concert to start, we observe the people around us. A couple semi-making out. (they're kissing?! is this the same school?!) everyone wearing Vans, Chacos, suede boots or Adidas shoes. High waisted jeans. (mom style for the win!) Everyone looks like they're 15. We spot a couple of people that we guess may be close-ish to our age, and resolve to keep track of them throughout the duration of our time there. The lights go out, the crowd starts cheering, I'm nervous I'm going to get caught in a stampede and it hasn't even started yet. Thankfully, everyone remained calm. Ish. The opening act was a local (?) band called Dogwood and Holly. They were amazing. It was like crazy-good folk/bluegrass; Jim also commented how the lead singer looked like a friend of ours'....daughter. That's right, he's noticing how the singer looks like someone's daughter. What.is.happening.
At intermission, mom bladder rises again and I have to pee. So I start walking out and see two guys we know - both of whom are actually a little older than us. All of our eyes light up and we start commenting on finding people 'our age'. When I came back, they had found their way to Jim, and we found solidarity in our little group. While everyone else talked about the band or finals or homework, we discussed great local restaurants, wineries and our children. We are SO badass.
The Oh Hellos came on, they were amazing. Also, way more 'rock' than I expected, and their violin player was like a ball in a pinball machine. I still can't figure out how he actually played while moving that much. Every few minutes, one of us would shift, rub our shoulder, stretch our back and/or comment on how sore our feet were. At around 9:15 I think I yawned, and by 10 pm Jim was looking at me like 'I am SO tired.' The concert 'ended' then, but of course they came back out for an encore. We were going to stick around for that song, but then the lead singer said 'OK, we'll play a few more.' We looked at each other and were like 'Nope!' so we left and made it home by 10:30, just in time for Jude to wake up with a snotty nose that I knew was coming based on his sneezing earlier in the day. I ended up going to bed at 12:30 and was back up at 4, then back in bed at 5:15. I probably would have slept more if I'd stayed at the concert.
All in all, we had a great night. And say what you will about college students (and it's probably all true), but looking around last night, I smiled. These were an awesome group of kids, super respectful, having fun listening to their favorite bands...and I thought, "All hope is not lost." And the fact that I just wrote that sentence confirms it...I'm getting old. But I kind of love it.