So. I’m pretty tired today. You see, we rocked out with Eddie Vedder last night so I was up a little past my bedtime.
The show was downtown, which is not a short distance from where I live. So before I could head out to the concert, I had to wait for the babysitter and get everyone settled and instructed. My husband works downtown, so he was tasked with walking to the venue when the merchandise booth opened to secure a poster and visiting the Will Call window to see if they would kindly give him our tickets even though he is not me.
He succeeded on both counts, but also on a third. He bought this for me:
Cool, right? Now I can enjoy my morning beverage while being reminded of my favorite rocker. And my favorite husband.