"Mom." She said. "I totally want to go to this. It would be an awesome first concert."
I had to agree. With her being only eleven, I, too, couldn't think of a more age appropriate, wholesome concert for her.
So, my mission began.
I quickly learned that tickets to this event could not be purchased. The website listed over fifteen locations in which a limited number of tickets would be handed out.
My first attempt at nabbing this prize possession was a Tuesday evening at our own local Shop-N-Save. Easy-peasy...or so I thought.
I pulled into the parking lot a little before the aforementioned time only to realize the line of other ticket-seekers stretched the length of the supermarket....and down the side...and wrapped around the back. There were easily three hundred people in line vying for 100 tickets.
I didn't even park the car.
I consulted the website again.
Attempt two was on a beautiful, fall afternoon. Again, at a Shop-N-Save, but this one was in the next county over. Learning from my mistakes, I got to there a half hour early. The line was long, but not too long. Since it was so nice, I made a go of it. At noon, line tickets were issued. I was at least 25 people away from the last line ticket, indicating that my quest had failed.
I made one last attempt. Another Shop-N-Save, another 25 miles away. It was windy, rainy and cold. I went anyway. I waited in line for an hour and a half. The line tickets were issued. The person in front of me got the last one.
For the last time, I walked away empty handed.
Disappointed and a little ticked off, I broke the news to Grace.
"Thanks for trying," was her response. "Maybe next year."
She took it like a champ....which strangely didn't make it any easier for me.
Two days before the concert a little angel set my phone a-ringing.
"I have two Jingle Fest tickets that I can't use. You want them?" came the voice of my sister.
While driving home from school on the afternoon of the concert, I handed Grace an envelope.
"Oh My Gosh!" she exclaimed. "I would totally hug you but I don't want you to wreck the car."
I smiled as I looked at her...jaw dropped and puzzled.
"How did you...when did you...ahh...who cares! I can't wait to go with you! Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!"
|Hunter Hayes...Storm Warning|
|Thompson Square...Are You Gonna Kiss Me or Not|
|Jake Owen...Barefoot Blue Jean Night|
Who says angels don't exsist?