Boston!

Last summer, we were fortunate enough to see Paul McCartney at Yankee Stadium. It's what actually led us to the city we love so much in the first place, so we owe a lot more to Paul than he actually knows.

But, anyway. We headed up to Boston Tuesday to hang out with my sister and go see Ringo Starr & His All-Starr Band. Phenomenal. Really. We had so much fun, it was ridiculous.

Jenny was stopped at the door and told she couldn't bring in her camera, so we had to run back and put it in my car. As we were walking back to the gates, we started to hear music. I wore the worst possible shoes to run in, but I did it anyway. Running, ducking under people, whatever it takes.

For buying our tickets just before the show, our seats weren't really that bad (and we avoided the fees!)

We were the only people in the audience who remained standing the entire time. The guys behind us weren't pleased about this, but it wasn't the first time we had to deal with it. I don't understand why people go to concerts if they just want to sit around and sulk. I'm there to dance and have a good time.

All in all, it was a great way to spend time with two of my favorite ladies, and the show was great.

I can't believe how awesome my life is sometimes.


-A