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Saturday, August 22, 2015
Sunday at the Fair - the Reba McEntire Concert
We haven't been to the fair at night since CaDiva came to live in Iowa. But we had tickets to the Reba concert. And so we braved the night time crowd to enjoy a great story-teller with 10,000 fellow fans.
We decided to have dinner at the fairgrounds. CaDiva was still a little timid when it came to eating the rich, fried foods at the fair. I didn't want to glutton my way through the vendors if I couldn't share it with her. I ended up with a lovely brisket sandwich from the Steer-n-Stein. We both had limeades to cool off. Eventually, CaDiva went for a turkey leg. They are so good.
Finally, we decided to get seated at the grandstand. Our tickets were dead center stage, although we were up on the second tier. Even so, we could see the stage quite well. At least we were able to see it until these eight women came to the two rows ahead of us. Fortunately for CaDiva and I, we were to the right of these 26-year-old-wanna-bes who, except for their repeated trips to the beer vendor, stood from the moment Reba hit the stage.
Even after asking them to please be seated, they continued to perform as if they were singing into a hairbrush in front of their bathroom mirror throughout the concert. One of them explained EVERYONE stands at these things. We looked around at the 9,992 other seated concert-goers. And answered, No they don't.
I'm not grousing for myself here. I'm complaining for the four women seated in my row, directly behind these ill-mannered, over-aged brats. One-by-one these women gave up their opportunity to enjoy the concert in the seats they paid for. One-by-one, each of the women apologized for stepping in front of us as they went in search of someone to find a place where they might be able to see the show even if they weren't able to enjoy the companionship of each other.
Almost as bad, they made me feel like "That Woman", that whiny old woman who was so far out of the loop she couldn't let some young people just enjoy themselves.
I enjoyed the concert as much as you can in an open air grandstand with less then state-of-the-art sound system. I really enjoyed the songs I remembered, and I just enjoyed being there with CaDiva on our Anniversary.
But you can give me one additional gift. If any of you encounter someone describing how she enjoyed being with her "posse" at the Reba concert Sunday August 16, 2015 in Section KL, rows 16 and 17, seats 8, 9. 10, and 11 - tell her next time to sit her butt in her chair unless she agrees to pay extra for the air space above her over-processed hair-do.
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