Anyone remember that song from junior year of high school? Classic. Anyways, lots to blog about. We’ll start with the highly anticipated (ha!) recap of the DLO Reunion, which, (for those who don’t know) is the semi-annual get together of myself, miss Lindsey, and Mary Ann. As always, we crammed as much into one weekend as was humanly possible.
Friday: Toby Keith concert. Yeeehawww! Thundershowers predicted, but not a drop in sight. Sadly, this also meant no pictures once we left for the concert, as I was too afraid to ruin my camera. Concert was awesome, although I’m pretty sure Toby Keith was blacked out drunk. Afterwards, we headed to Oakley’s classiest establishment, Animations, to meet Casey and Wes. The boys headed home early, and the three of us stayed out til the bar closed, which I probably haven’t done in at least two years (lame). Highlight of my night was coming home at 3am and pouring through our college photo albums. One particular set of photos resulted in an impromptu dance party to one of our favorite college songs – Faded by Soul Decision. Never have I ever laughed so hard.
Saturday: Holy hangover. There is a reason I don’t stay out til 3am anymore. Lounged around the house and prepared our homemade matching tanks for Saturday’s concerts. Headed to Indianapolis around 1pm to start our tailgate. Best concert ever – Kenny Chesney and Keith Urban together in the Colts’ new Lucas Oil Stadium. This concert had no shortage of drama with drunken cowboys, getting screamed at by an angry mama, hiding Casey in our section from security, and more. But it was one of the best shows I’ve ever seen, and it was worth it. Casey and I took turns driving back and trying not to fall asleep at the wheel. Not recommended.
Sunday: Whodey? (Note waning enthusiasm) Woke up early to head downtown and kickoff our Bengals tailgate! Got to Longworth Hall around 10am and had one hell of a time navigating the car through about 400 corn hole sets. Game was a bungled nightmare, and the wind in the upper rows of section 341 was crazy. We didn’t realize there was a hurricane blowing through the city, and we were all greatly amused by the trash blowing all over the field. Highlight of the game was the halftime show, watching the poor color guard girls getting thrown all over the field trying to hold onto their flags.
When we drove back to Hyde Park, we realized it was a little more than a windy football game. Trees down everywhere, and all the traffic lights out. Not surprising, we had no power at home. It is amazing to me how terrifying people act in these situations. Why do you need to wait in line for gas for 2 hours because your power is out? Why are the streets crammed with cars when everything is closed!?! Let me tell you, if a real disaster strikes, there will be anarchy in Hyde Park.
Mary Ann left Monday morning, which was sad. And then Lindsey and I spent over 2 hours trying to eat at an open Panera (worth it). I am so sick of hearing people at work complain about their power being out. You can’t watch tv for a few days? Rough. I have tv, and what I’m watching is coverage of houses in Texas totally obliterated from Ike. I don’t want to sound insensitive – I know it’s not fun to take cold showers and eat out every night. I’m just saying be grateful that all you lost is power, and maybe some deli meat – it could be a lot worse.
Watching people scramble into Panera with their laptops made me wonder – what did we do twenty years ago when the power went out? Pretty sure my sister and I ran around with flashlights, played board games, and just hung out as a family. Sunday night I saw a mom and dad bring their daughter into Yagoot with a laptop so they could watch tv shows online. It made me sad. Me? I took advantage of 36 hours of quiet, cleaned up the yard, played with my dogs, and stayed the hell off the crazy streets of Cincinnati.
**blogger’s note: when i originally typed this post, i wrote “what did we do ten years ago when the power went out?” – picturing myself as an eight year old running around my house on zumstein. and then i realized that ten years ago i was seventeen. when did i get so…old?
