Something Cool

So how exactly does one attempt to pull oneself out of a funk?

Strategy #1:

Seek the support of those who understand exactly what you're going through.

Check.

And thank you.

Strategy #2:

Do something really cool with your kids during your son's "spring" break.

Well, a trip out of town just wasn't a good option (aside from the whole paying for said trip, it's snowing like bejeezus outside).

There was always indoor mini-golf, bowling, games of chess, checkers...

Fun? Yes, absolutely.

But-- Really Cool?

Uh... no.

We had to do something, because I did not want the visit with the endo to be the highlight of Joseph's vacation. Sure, we spent the rest of that afternoon at a bookstore.

But come on.

Soooo, here's what I came up with:

Take the kids to a local bar to see a rock concert (now that's something we've never done before).

At 11:30 in the morning.

Some might wonder who would play at a small club at such an early hour.

And really, who would Evan enjoy seeing (besides the Wiggles)?

Heck, who would Joseph like to see at his very first rock concert (besides Green Day or The All American Rejects or Fallout Boy)?

Bo Bice, that's who.



All right. Yes, I admit it. I watch that damn TV show.

For the last two seasons I've been totally sucked in. Though never satisfied with who "America" picks.

Yeah, I wanted Bo to win it. Probably best he didn't though, because then he'd likely never play a venue as small as the one we visited today.

Of course, the kids love the show. You should see Evan cheering on her favorites (Bo last year, this year it's Chris-- man, she just loves those rockers).

Anyhow, the kids were ecstatic when I proposed the outing. And happily, the bar was only 15 minutes from our house, thus the journey through all that snow was not bad at all.

The only tough part was wondering if we'd get in.

Waiting in the bar's vestibule, hoping to be lucky enough to get a seat inside.



And yes, we were very lucky-- bar stools above the dance floor less than 30 feet from center stage. How cool is that?



(Note the "cheese curds" on the "Bo Bice Lunch Menu"-- a nice Wisconsin touch. And no, we did not partake.)



So, how was Mr. Bice?

Well, the man was all right (she types with a smile). Just a really fun show. A very tight band. And yes, this guy can sing.



I only wish I could have gotten snaps of the kids rockin' out, but I was too busy rockin' out right along with them...

I ask you, does it get any better than a wad of gum and your first concert t-shirt?



Postscript: To the many Bo Bice Fans who've found this entry.

Thought ya'll might like to know that fame has not gone to the man's head.

Before the show yesterday, in the midst of a snowstorm, Mr. Bice stepped off his tour bus (wearing a short leather jacket and a knit hat) with his dog, and traipsed across the club's snow-covered parking lot.

For several minutes he stood out there, just waiting for his dog to do his business.

Didn't send a roadie to do the job. Did it himself.