A couple people asked me what Shawn and I did for our anniversary, and I can’t believe I forgot to tell you! Last weekend the girls stayed at my parent’s house, and Shawn and I went to a Michael Buble concert. We’ve actually seen him in concert before, but this performance was even better! He has such a beautiful voice and he’s so entertaining that even if you didn’t know how he was, you could go to his concert and still have an amazing time. So, if you ever get the chance to see him, GO!
A group called Naturally 7 opened for him, and they were awesome!
They sing everything a cappella and also use vocal play and beat-boxing to make it sound like they have instruments. I’m telling you, it was seriously amazeballs!
Here are a few pictures of Michael (who was my free pass that night, just in case!) :
Onto this weekend! As I mentioned on Friday, Saturday night we went to see The Nutcracker with my Mom and my sister and her daughters. I had never been to The Nutcracker before, so I really had no idea what to expect. I think the girls really enjoyed it, especially since it was put on by a youth ballet, they loved seeing all the little girls (and boys) in costumes. I liked it, but I thought it was a little long, and I was starting to get bored at the end. The best part of the final act was when my niece who was sitting next to me blew out a HUGE fart! I may have laughed, and it may have been inappropriate.
Here are the girls and I at home before the show:
They’re actually wearing their Christmas dresses from last year!
I didn’t take any pictures during the ballet, but I did take a few of the girls waiting for it to start. As usual, my nieces refused to smile!
Alivia’s toothless grin cracks me up!
Well, I’m off to wrap some more presents and watch Bridalplasty. Is anyone else watching that? It’s a total train wreck, but I’m addicted. Last week Shawn watched it with me, and he actually started praying for the rapture during it, that’s how bad it is!
P.S. Yes, my life and my blog posts are boring lately. I’m praying for some crazy funny shit to happen so I don’t have to keep blogging about lost lunchboxes and farts.