R + Donnie = Love

Step by step, ooh baby!  That's right, it was the New Kids On The Block last night!  R and I were soooo excited, the concert was even better than when I was ten years old, probably because there was beer and I didn't have to beg my mom for a tee shirt.  They put on a great performance; the 19,990 screaming middle aged women and 10 men really loved it. 

After the concert was over we met some friends from high school, J1 and J2, for drinks.  J1 drove because R and I couldn't remember where our car was (oops), but unlike the sweet red pony with no power steering that she rocked in high school, J1 has an SUV with a third row seat, so we were good to go.  As much as we wanted to find a dirty campus bar where we could order cheap drinks and dance with frat boys, it was Sunday so we went to Applebees.  Next best thing!  We had a great time catching up, drinking fruity drinks and talking about our kids.  It's amazing how it doesn't feel like that much time has passed when you see old friends, we'll have to do it again soon (minus Applebees plus frat boys).

I forgot to mention that The Backstreet Boys were there too, here's a quick rundown on them... Nick Carter (who I like to call Nick Cannon on occasion) is still a douche, that little fella Brian is still little as hell, Howie was there with his SON (way to make me feel old, Howie), and AJ was my favorite BSB (back street boy, for you lame-o's) even though he had to wear hats in every set because he's bald.  It happens.

Nick Yucky Carter

NOW, on to the important stuff!  NKOTB!
Joey... First of all, why is his last name spelled McIntyre?  That's dumb.  He was pretty good, but he kept making this really weird face like he was trying to be really sultry or something but really he just looked confused.  I wanted to remind him of who and where he was.  He can really belt out Please Don't Go Girl, though.  Damn.  Jordan... He was the same as 1989.  Exactly.the.same.  Same hair, same super high pitched voice that almost made me uncomfortable.  He wasn't my fav.  There's something about his face that was just... odd.  His jaw maybe?  I don't know.  Moving on.  Jonathan... That poor thing, bless his heart.  He didn't want to be there, they need to send him back to the real estate company where he was working and leave him alone.  He was so shy, the camera was never directly on him and I don't even think he had a microphone.  Even when they introduced him by name they didn't put him on the big screen.  Bless his little heart.  Danny... Was he in prison?  No?  He looks like a criminal... and  not in a good way.  Donnie freaking Wahlberg.... Oh my gosh.  There are no words.  I thought R was going to rush the stage (and we were on the second level), I had to hold her back.  I find it unsettling that he has an 18 year old son, but I'm willing to look past it.  Donnie, say hi to your brother Mark for me!!

So that was the night.  I got ZERO pictures because I forgot my camera (booo), but I was too busy screaming like a little girl to take pictures anyway.  We had a lot of fun, it was the perfect way to say goodbye to my 20's and hello to my 30's (my official birthday is Friday for anyone who wants to throw money and presents at my face).  Thanks to mom and dad for the tickets, R and I loved them!