Our plan was to head out Friday morning between 9:30 and 10, to get there an hour or so before the show began so that we would have time to check into our hotel and get unloaded. Well, the travel there went fine, but we hit the city right at rush hour. Poor planning on my part. Obviously I am a small town girl because I totally didn't even have the smallest thought about rush hour. It took us almost an hour to get from the outskirts of town to our hotel. I was worried that we wouldn't make it to the show on time, but we did.
We had seats on the floor, so after an attempt to make it down, only to have to to walk back up a bunch of stairs, we made it down and finally found our seats. We were in row 15, so fairly close, though definately not the closest. But our seats were half the price of the seats closer so I didn't care. It started soon after we sat down and it was FUN!
Murray Wiggle (Red) wasn't there because of some family commitments, but his substitute did very well. Leigh loved the whole thing. She stood on Mark 's lap, and sometimes mine, almost the entire time, bouncing and waving her arms. Abby was a little more subdued. She loved the gymnastics, and the slapsticky humour, and liked it when she recognized songs, but she was very cranky, especially after the first half hour. She didn't want us to notice any dancing or clapping that she did, and half the time she would just sit on the chair, not even wanting to sit on our laps, or stand up to see better. But I know that she gets shy around strangers, and I think sitting around so many strange people did make her a little self-conscious.
They did lots of older songs, a few new ones, and some ones that I hadn't heard before. I wish that they would have had a few more newer ones, but that isn't anything to complain about. Kids everywhere in the arena were bouncing and dancing. It was a great time overall. Near the end they had everyone who had brought a sign hold it up and they tried to read them all. That was a nice interactive thing with the audience.
I forgot my camera at home and I am so frustrated that I did! What a waste of a perfect opportunity for some pictures to remember! But I will post this picture of the activity sheet that we got there. At least it's a little taste of our night.
The concert went well, but I can't say much else for the rest of the trip. Our hotel was fine, we had a family suite so the girls had their own room. We ordered some room service for supper, and the food was really tasty. But Mark and I were at each other's throats all night. Abby had a bad night, and I ended up spending the last half of it with her. I woke up with a huge, and I mean huge, headache/migraine. So Mark and I were at it again. Fighting, fighting, fighting. I felt ill and couldn't even think of eating.
We had planned on taking the girls to the zoo, but since I wasn't feeling good we decided to skip it. We just headed out on the road. I was able to give Mark directions out of downtown, and once we were on the freeway I tried to block out the world and sleep. I didn't sleep, but we stopped in a town a little ways outside the city and Mark picked me up some pop and crackers. I ended up being sick there, but after eating the pop and crackers, along with some Advil, I felt much better, and we had a fairly easy ride home.
I think that the concert was fun for the girls, even though I don't think they remember it at all now. I would most definitely take them to something like that again, though maybe as part of a longer trip; I didn't like the quickness of this, drive there then drive right back. I enjoyed the show for my own sake, since the Wiggles are my favourite kid's show I think.
Today we cleaned up our front "yard" (I always feel funny calling it a yard, since it is so tiny, like a closet bathroom size). We also dug up the last of our potatoes. I am happy with my potato crop this year, I have been digging them up whenever I need them, and the potatoes have been a fairly good size. These last ones were especially big. I have a few carrots left, though not many. And I am praying that the rest of my tomatoes ripen before they are killed by the frost.
So that was our weekend. Hope everyone else's was good.
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