Ok, so I finally got to see my 30th Dave Matthews Band show. It was at the Greek Theater in LA and of course, it was awesome. I laughed, I cried, I sang and danced. It made my heart so happy.

But it was nothing compared to my 31st show!

This one was in San Diego. My awesome sister-in-law traded tickets with us. She sat near the lawn so that we could sit in the THIRD FREAKIN’ ROW. How insane is that? The closest I’ve ever been before was 4th row (also because she traded seats with us) and that was 8 years ago. So this was quite a treat. We got into the amphitheater and everything looks so different that close. In fact, it almost feels like you’re just watching a movie on a giant screen or something. It just doesn’t seem real! They opened with Funny The Way It Is and like a huge nerd, I cried as soon as the music started and they dropped the curtain. The rest of the show was kind of a blur because I was just overwhelmed and nervous and excited. I remember that it was great, but I barely remember the songs they played or anything like that. I just didn’t want it to end.

I made a giant sign for the occasion (see all my tickets stubs pasted around the edge?):

Unfortunately, my fellow DMB fans can be real dicks (seriously, I have stories) and people were yelling at me for holding it up. So I kept it down for most of the show since I really didn’t want some drunk a-hole throwing a beer at me or something. But as soon as they played the last song in the encore, I rushed up to the stage, giant sign in hand, and the drummer gave me one of his drumsticks! I could not believe it. It was such a funny moment, because I was up there cheering and waving the sign and he looked right at me and pointed the stick in my direction. I looked at him and pointed to myself “ME???” and he nodded, like Take it! So I grabbed it and shouted “Thank you so much!!!!!” Then I grinned from ear to ear for like an hour. Sadly, it was one of the most thrilling moments of my life. Haha.

And interestingly enough, all the dick-ish people that yelled at me earlier for the sign were now very sweet and congratulatory, even going as far as patting me on the back. I couldn’t help but think “SUCK IT, jerks!”

But thanks again to my SIL for the awesome tickets and to my hubby for tolerating my nerdiness (even though he’s the one that started all this.)