SUPERMASSIVE

So - Being the awesome wife that I am...for Chris's and my 13th anniversary, I found him a pair of antique skis. He's been talking about wanting some vintage sports gear for years now. I was so excited, and thought, "There is NO way he can top this gift". Well...he did.

Thanks to Wendy Waits, I'm a closet obsessive Muse freak. Chris heard they were coming to Atlanta, so he bought me tickets. (I don't listen to the radio, and had NO idea they were even performing in the U.S.). They were the opening act, which was the ONLY disappointment. Otherwise, it was one of the greatest things I've ever been to. I've never been the kind of person who loved any music group enough to hang a poster on my wall, or get so excited that I'd momentarily lose emotional control and scream, cry, or do something equally embarrassing. I can't say that anymore. I giggled like some stupid school girl, sang, danced, and for several moments thought I might cry.

Chris must have taken these pictures for me. I literally couldn't take my eyes off the stage, stop doing my nervous "I'm SO happy" laugh, or wipe the smile off my face long enough to do much of anything. **Wendy and Bev, it was better than watching it on my BA TV. I could FEEL the bass beating in my chest. It was so cool! It was so loud, I LOVED it!!

P.S.

It was actually a U2 concert that Muse opened for...and they were pretty good too! :)