Once upon a time, I was a typical pre-teen. Which also means that I was fan of a boy band. I had all their CD's (including their devotional ones with talks) and memorized them by heart. I even went to a concert and got their autographs and a t-shirt.
Yes, its true. I loved Jericho Road.
So where am I going with this? Not too long ago, one of the band members moved into our ward. Too funny right? Not only that, but hubby home-taught his lovely family for awhile too. It is such a small world; especially in the LDS church.
Since they have the Virginia connection, the whole band came out here to give a concert. I thought it would be fun to go again...10 years later. Just for kicks and giggles.
I couldn't help but laugh. Last time I saw them I was 12 or so, super chubby and THRILLED to be at my very first concert. Ever.
My, how times have changed.
I dragged hubby along. He was not too excited about seeing them and made a point not to be photographed either. Oh well, at least he came.
I brought a few photos from that concert way back when. The guys all got a good laugh out of it. In those photos I was short.
And now I am taller than all of them. HA! May I tell you how much I HATE this picture of me. HATE HATE HATE. But it's for the record. So there. I did it and will never look at this again. (And it wouldn't hurt my feelings if you didn't either. )
Our neighbor was nice enough to watch Sweet B for free and the concert was free too. Score! Another free date and a good laugh.