Random Observations

. . . from our evening out to a U2 concert.

U2 draws an amazing variety of fans.

The couple behind us, who showed up after the opening act and left before U2 took the stage "because he was ruining it for her" probably aren't going to last that much longer, if they didn't break up that night.

There is absolutely no way for a pregnant woman to be comfortable sitting on a metal bench for several hours.

The girl in front of us was seriously into someone else's boyfriend, and he was (as far as I could tell) just not that into her. But she still danced the whole night like all girls do when they are trying to prove they are cooler and more fun than the girl you are with. (Not in a trashy, slutty way, just in a 'look at me' kind of way.)

The other girl in front of us was a rather spastic dancer and we were just waiting for her to totally clock the woman next to her in the face. It never happened but there were some seriously close calls.

The opening band really needed to figure out how to balance their vocal/instrument mix so you could actually hear the lyrics. I could tell they were very talented, but we could barely hear the singer.

By the time girls are in college, and have developed their own style, it usually very closely resembles their mother's style--only more youthful. I noticed this with several mom/daughter pairs during the concert. It is probably true of my mother and me as well.

Bono uses his fame to promote important humanitarian causes--rather than himself which seems to be the trend among famous people. I appreciated it--I figure if you are in a position to do something good, then you should.

The Edge is probably the most talented musician I have seen. The scope of his abilities is impressive.

After a TWO MILE walk back to our car, I have never, ever been so grateful for my Handsome Engineer's grannymobile and its deep, comfy bucket seats.

The police officer who was trying to control the thousands of people leaving the stadium was the definition of "exercise in futility". "Get out of the road . . . . and you, too!!!" Not really sure who he was talking to, but I can tell you there was NO way we were all fitting neatly on a sidewalk.

We have never come so close to hitting a deer as we did that night driving back home. I could count the little white hairs on his tail.

Friends who will not only babysit your kids, but keep them over night, take one to school the next morning and drop the other off at your house so you don't have to actually function before about 8:15 are HUGE blessings. Especially if you didn't get home till one in the morning.

Getting home at one in the morning used to be commonplace back in college. Now it renders me almost useless. I guess I am getting old.

A night out with friends is so important!!

My phone decided not to relinquish any of the photos or videos I took, so there are none for the blog. Suffice it to say, it was an amazing concert, an amazing stage (even though it looked really dumb before the lights went out), and a fabulous night.