Bawstin

Our spontaneous Manchester adventure got me home around 1:30 AM the morning of the Boston concert. With a mere 3 hours of sleep behind me, I left for work thinking there could not be enough coffee in the world to keep me going. As my work day progressed, however, I became super hyper (I made lots of silly comments and I think some dancing may have occurred at some point…what was wrong with me?). Many of my students had never seen me like this before. They seemed to find it quite amusing. I don’t know if it was the lack of sleep, the large amount of caffeine I had pumped into my body, the memories from the previous night, or my excitement to see SNC in Boston (it very well may have been a combination of all four), but I was out of control. How could I control myself when the most anticipated day of the year had arrived? Well, at least for Amanda and I that is. Straight No Chaser was in our hometown and we were loving it!

Manchester, NH!!!!

I know this entry is supposed to be about our adventure on Thursday in

Manchester, NH but I cannot properly tell the story without telling you about my day on Wednesday first.

Providence, RI 11/16/2011

Wednesday started off like any other day, except I had thoughts of Straight No Chaser on my mind. Oh wait…that happens every day. This day was different though because I had Straight No Chaser to look forward to that evening. It’s not very often that I get to look forward to an SNC concert right after work, so inevitably I was super excited (or wicked stoked, if you will). A little background on my job situation (in case you don’t know), I’m a fifth and sixth grade part time Title I teacher in a middle school where I support students who do not have disabilities but are struggling in the general education classroom, occasionally I will substitute for teachers in the afternoon, I work in an afterschool program in the evening, and do some tutoring on the side (*phew* gotta pay for my SNC addiction somehow). Well today I wouldn’t be subbing, working in the afterschool program, or tutoring.  This left me at home by 11:30 AM trying to distract myself until Amanda arrived. I spent this time watching videos of Buddy Holly repeatedly and pacing around my house “ooo wee ooo-ing”. Thankfully no one else was home, or they probably would have thought I had gone mentally insane.

*Witty Title Here* Mohegan Sun, CT 11/13/2011

I would like to begin this by saying Megan and I aren’t the kind of people who go around spreading lies. Way back when (in July) we had to make the decision of whether or not we could swing a trip back to Atlantic City for the PBS taping. When it came down to decision time we went for it, stating that we would just make sacrifices come Fall tour time (The Mohegan Sun show in CT, specifically) We figured that a 2-hour drive (on a “school night”) coupled with the fact that we couldn’t get great seats (we hadn’t done the presale and could only get balcony seats) for that show would be enough to make us feel less guilty about missing it. Well, we were wrong.  After we had some time to think about what a rash decision we had made we definitely regretted it (missing CT, not going to PBS). I can’t give you exact dates but we decided we couldn’t miss that show. As luck would have it, we were able to score some excellent floor seats for the show. That, my friends is called fate, we were obviously meant to be at that show.