Michael and I, along with my college roomie and her husband, bought tickets many moons ago to see one of our favorite comedians: Brian Regan. In college, every other sentence I said was either a direct quote or more typically an unnoticed reference to this man’s original CD. I listened to that disk so many times that I would proudly boast to folks (who could care less) that I wore out the cd. The fact that it wouldn’t play anymore really didn’t matter. I could quote the entire thing, start to finish. All 54:05 minutes of it.
I wish I had thought to put my hair up so you could see the back of this dress. It’s pretty fun with it’s semi-open back, but solid straps so you can still wear a normal bra. Hooray!
Due to many years of horrible knee issues, I am always a little hesitant to purchase a dress (or heck, even shorts) that are well above my knees like this one. Self conscious doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel about my legs. Also, I very rarely wear heels or even wedges. I usually prefer having the ability to walk the next day, than to looking fashionable. But with clean eating and more exercise, I decided to give these wedges a shot. It was a bit weird being almost as tall as my pretty tall husband for the evening.
Photo credit goes to the hubs! Thankfully (after an hour and a half in tunnel traffic) we got to downtown Norfolk a bit early. The city worked as a better-background-option, as the few pictures he snapped of me in our front yard looked like I was getting ready for my mom’s annual “back to school” photos. You know, the ones that you were absolutely required to take, every year, no matter what, at 6AM as the school bus was heading your way. Even when your face was covered in zits or your braces were extra shiny.
We had dinner at Freemason Abbey, and I was especially thrilled that they have plenty of gluten free options for me and my ever so fickle digestive system. Sorry for the crappy iPhone images below… apparently I had the camera set to iBlur for the entire evening.
Climbing up to the top level of Chrysler Hall was not enjoyable with my wedges, but sitting front row of the balcony was pretty darn sweet! Extra room for our husbands’ long legs and there was not a soul in the way to block my view. The show was terrific — but to be quite frank, I think I prefer his older comedy a bit more. Or maybe deep down, I just wanted him to recite every hilarious crack that got me through my college years. It’s probably the latter. (And for the record, for anyone who was at the show: I was not the heckler.)
Y’all enjoy the rest of your Saturday! We are heading out to a cookout (thunderstorm permitting!) And just in case you have no clue who Brian Regan is and you are in dire need of a good belly chuckle - let me just refer you to this, this and this. You’re welcome.
I’m linking up with the awesome gals over at Pumps and Pushups for Oh, Hey Girl!