Crazy night in P-town

I just got back from another one of my handsome husband's MalPractice shows. Cole looked fabulous as always and they put on a great show. (Don't you love his outfit?!) My mom came with me this time and we had a great time enjoying the music and people watching.



My mom and I were sitting up in the front( my mom was sitting behind me at this point) and I get a tap on my shoulder. I look up and this man about 40 years old, gray hair, light wash jeans with a gray t-shirt tucked in nods his head and says "Get up".
Me: "No" (embarrassed and look away).
40 year old: "Come on, get up"
Me: "No" ( I turn away not sure what is going on or what to do just hoping he'd walk away)
Him: "Aren't you going to dance?"
Me: "No, I'm married" (I hold up my hand show my ring . . . pause)"to the lead singer"
Him: "You're married?"
Me: "Yep"
Him: "Wow I feel dumb" (said while scratching his head and running his hands through his hair)
Me: "Don't worry there are plenty of other girls to dance with" (this is me trying to be nice, but I'm kinda wigged out and i really shouldn't have said that because just about all the other girls were friends from the school)
Him: "Well how many times have you been asked to dance tonight?" (probably hoping to make himself feel better)
Me: "None . . . well you did, so one." (probably kind of rude of me)
Him: "No, i think I'll go have another beer"
Me: "Good Luck with that"
After he walks away I have a good chuckle to myself and a good laugh with my mom filling her on the details that she couldn't hear.



About 10 minutes later I get a tap on the shoulder. I thought it was my mom, she had been sitting behind me and we'd been talking back and forth. Nope I turn around and it's a young guy with that gross fuzzy black facial hair, tiny build, and wearing one of those lumberjack flannel shirts huge and hanging open (you know the green and black checkered ones).
Him: "Do you want to dance?" (I get slammed by his beer breath and lean way back because he's leaning down right in my face)
Me: "No I'm married."
Him: "Who cares? To who?" (like it really matters!?!)
Me: "To him, the lead" (pointing to Cole)
Him: "What? I thought he was gay!" (more beer breath, I lean farther back and shout even more)
Me: "He's not, we have 3 kids."
Him: mumbles to himself the says "OK then" and walks away.
I had a good full body shudder after he left . . . he was greasy!!! About 5 minutes later I turn around to talk to my mom and he's got his beer breath in her face asking her if she is married too and if she wants to dance. So funny, I couldn't believe it! (I noticed later that those 3 guys were sitting next to each other about 2 chairs back. Apparently they didn't notice that 15 minutes before this all Cole pointed me out in the crowd, said we had just had our 6th anniversary and he sang me a song.)




Ok, so it really wasn't that crazy of a night but oh, we had some good laughs and even though those were terribly awkward moments it made for some funny memories. The show was fabulous, TONS of people were there and we had a great time!!