Last night when 7:00 p.m. rolled around, I was ready to go! I headed down the Texas autobahn a.k.a. the Dallas North Tollway. When I exited Harry Hines, I was not happy with the traffic pileup, so I proceeded to cut to the front of the line. I have the biggest car, so I always win. I felt kind of rude doing that, so I decided to play by the rules from there on out. Well, then I got in the middle of some gridlock. I saw an opening where I could pull out and get out of everyone's way in the gridlock. That's good, right? Stop blocking the intersection for the people who have the green light now. It would be, but I pulled in front of the wrong car. I pulled in front of THAT car, you know, the one that tries to teach you a lesson for pulling in front of them and attempts to inch up so close on your car that you back down, say your sorry, and just let them go ahead. That's all well and good, but do they know who they are dealing with!??!! (I was so glad Michael was not in the car at this point). The two girls in THAT car, a Neon, proceeded to flip (is it flip or flick??) me off and roll the window down to cuss me out. I ignore them as I fixate on how to win this "car off". I keep inching forward so they cannot get through...I. MUST. WIN. As I am "inching", I proceed to bump the car in front of me. Oops! I start praying "Please be a man driving that car, please please please". It's so much easier for me to get off the hook with men (which is why after my Freshman year in college, I never took a single class from a woman professor, which is also probably why I graduated with a 4.0 major GPA). Yes! It's two guys in the car!!! I stick my head out of the door and in my sweetest voice say "I'm so sorry y'all. I didn't mean to do that. Is everything ok???". Yes! Everything is ok. Of course it is! I only bumped them...and we are all ready to get to Britney, so no one is going to make a big deal out of a tiny scratch at this point.
Bad part is, I was on the phone with Michael during this debacle and for some stupid reason, I said to him "Oops! I just hit a car, I may have to call you back". Well, when I pick him up in front of some Victory Park bar, I proceed to get the Michael wrath.
I have to say that both my Dad and Michael are incredibly nice/gracious/forgiving to me when it comes to my driving. Michael is nice to me when I hit poles and when I run into his car on accident but he definitely gets annoyed when I hit someone else's car or get a speeding ticket. I do feel for Michael though because he will have to deal with me as a driver for a lot longer than my Dad did. My Dad was off the hook after 10 years (from age 15 with my permit to age 25 when I got married). And it ain't easy. This month alone, I've run into a pole and backed into Michael's car. Over the past 12 months, I've gotten 2 speeding tickets and have been pulled over for speeding 4 times. Yet I happen to be the best SUV parallel parker there is! Not sure how that happened.
So Michael and I make up. I realize he's only mad at me because he loves me and gets very frustrated when I do stupid, defiant things I should not.
Then, I try to bring my camera in and Michael tells me the tickets say "NO CAMERAS" on them so I immediately try to figure out how to sneak mine in. No dice. Michael is a strict rule follower, unlike me, but this is one of the reasons he's perfect for me - because he keeps me out of trouble and balances me out. I decided not to argue over the camera issue at that point. Let me just say though that pretty much every single person in the AA center had a camera, and I'm not losing that fight next time, babe.
We get inside the AA center, and I have to buy a shirt. Remember "Been there, Done that, Bought the t-shirt??" Michael points to one and asks if I like it. I say "Oh gosh no - No cheesy 'concert-y' shirts with Britney's face on them and the tour dates on the back. Its bad enough I'm actually buying a t-shirt". Then, the five girls in front of me buy that shirt. Sorry, I didn't mean it!! I go with a cute red, babydoll tee with no pictures of Britney on it. And yes, it was outrageously priced. I paid $40. What I really wanted was the juicy-type of black velour suit with gaudy Britney/Circus logos all over it (for $150). I'm serious, but again, no dice. Oh well, the red tee will do just fine.
Then, we head up to the suite. It looks like the Pussycat Dolls are almost done, so I'm getting excited!
Around 9:00 p.m., IT'S. SHOW. TIME.
ACT ONE: CIRCUS
Circus
Piece of Me
Radar
Allison's Review: Awesome start to the show! I felt like I was at a circus...well, because I was. So much drama! Awesome dancers, contortionists, tight rope walkers, trapeze artists...you get the picture. Then, Britney, in all her glory, is slowly descending from the big top in her red conducter outfit. I don't think she was tied in or anything so I was really worried about her! It was awesome though and she looked incredible...her hot, Britney self! She is back, baby!
ACT TWO: HOUSE OF FUN
Ooh Ooh Baby / Hot As Ice
Boys
If You Seek Amy
Me Against the Music
Everytime
Allison's Review: One of my favorite acts. Great stunts and songs... and fabulous costumes. There were two different parts of this act where the stage was transformed into trendy, sexy Asian styling (like Ra Sushi in Plano or Buddakan in NYC) and then transformed again into something like the set of a Bollywood movie with Bollywood dancing and all.
ACT THREE: FREAKSHOW
Freakshow
Get Naked
Breathe On Me / Touch of My Hand
Allison's Review: A little too much for me. Everyone felt like they just had sex with Britney after this act. Britney, fyi, you are already sexy, you don't have to mimic sex on stage to keep your sex symbol status. There are kids here for goodness sake!
ACT FOUR: ELECTRO CIRC
Do Something
I’m A Slave 4 U
Toxic
…Baby One More Time
Allison's Review: I loved this act. She brought back Baby One More Time. Also, there was also an illusionist who put on a great show!
ACT FIVE: ENCORE
Womanizer
Circus - reprise
Allison's Review: Womanizer was a crowd pleaser for sure. The cop outfits and dancing with bare-chested men was annoying. I mean, I get why, but it was a little boring. And I missed the reprise because we left immediately after Womanizer.
Do I love Britney? YES! Did I ever stop loving Britney during the last two years? NO! Was her concert incredibly entertaining and about the most amazing show I've ever seen? YES! Do I like concerts? NO! Will I be eager to go to the next Britney tour? NO! Does this mean I don't like Britney now? NO! (It just means I'm not big into concerts..never have been).
For those of you who don't know me well, I'm not excited about Brit's comeback because I feel for her and think her life needs to get better. I'm just crazy about her. I think she's extremely talented and not given enough credit for her talent. I just love her and the stupid things she does and will always love and support her. I'm not a fairweather Britney fan...nor am I a 2%-er Britney fan (like I am with the Aggies). Nope. It's full-fledged. I just love her and that's that. It's my thing, okay. Let me have this one thing!
Now a word from the Christian me who didn't enjoy the concert as much as I could have without the Holy Spirit. As Michael and I were talking after the show, we agreed that we cannot even fathom the day Jesus comes back if people are really going this nuts over Britney. I mean, Jesus is THE famous one. It's going to be insane and so exciting! Which saddens me that we go so crazy over a human. No wonder she's had so many problems though...she is a god to so many people.
It also saddened me how inappropriate this concert was for children and teens, yet they were the largest part of the audience. It saddens me that parents take their teens and tweens to concerts like this. It saddens me the clothes that parents allowed their kids to wear to the concert. We saw hundreds of 12 year old sluts. It saddens me that people are not making a big deal about the fact that Britney was humping a couch on stage wearing lingerie. When did this become something that doesn't make us cringe?? When did wearing lingerie in front of anyone but your husband become a non-event/non-issue???
Which brings me to my point. I'm glad that many of the things I saw last night make me cringe. I'm glad I've pretty much learned at this point in my life to live in this world but not be "of this world". I'm glad that though those things are true that I can still let loose and have fun at a Britney Spears' concert and just not take things I cannot control too seriously.
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