Jennifro

Live Life

Viva la Vida

It was a weekend of firsts. First, first. I saw Coldplay in DC! I started listening to them seriously this past year and am crazy for their music. Since having kids I kinda put most current music on the shelf. I guess I felt like my mind (and life) was already too noisy and cluttered to add further chaos. Well, things changed when I downloaded about 15 of their songs and put the plugs in my ears. I loved them instantly. They are so appealing to me--I hadn't been turned on to a new band in so long, it was really exciting to find them. I always imagine him singing to Gwyneth and it gets me romantic. ; ) When Johnny told me he and Kelley got tickets to their concert a few months back I knew I wanted to go. Too bad they were sold out though and no one really wanted to be my date anyway, so I pretty much forgot about it. About a week later my Buddy, Eric called and said he had sweet tickets from work and invited me to go with him and his friends. LUCKY! So anyway, it did not disappoint and it was a fabulous show and a great night in every way. What is up with the English and their accents, btw? I could fall in love with every last one of them once they start talking. Stupidest thing we ever did was change that dialect. Thanks again E & A.

Second First. Before the show I went to Clyde's, a really good restaurant in DC, with Eric and his co-workers. We had a great time and the food was awesome. I always feel sort of nervous hanging out with new people but the girls were funny and darling and I didn't want it to end. The restaurant was filled with mostly concert goers so it was jam packed. As we were waiting for dessert, some guy ran in and up near our table and said "Police orders everyone needs to vacate the restaurant." It's kind of weird when you're in a situation like this because I know I automatically thought "yeah right." Maybe everyone thinks like me cause it seemed like nobody moved until they announced it like two more times and the servers backed it up. All I could think was "Oh my gosh, this restaurant is going to lose a million dollars." As we were heading for the stairs another guy ran up the stairs yelling (yelling!) "You people need to exit the building NOW! Don't go down the stairs find another exit at the back!!" Okay, maybe a little scary. And may I mention the typical "you know the type" guy in the crowd who had the gall to say "There is absolutely no reason for a cop to be talking to civilians that way." (please! fine sir, get blown up). So now people are moving fast and we see kitchen staff flying out the back doors so we follow them out. The cute girl I was with was cracking me up with "This is why I live in the country, I really hate the city--I'm shaking so bad!" Of course she should've been scared but for some reason I was feeling calm. We got separated from Eric and another girl but eventually met up outside. Eric said they talked to the restaurant manager on the way out and he told them there was a suspicious package outside the restaurant and when the police looked in it--they immediately started evacuating the area. I remember thinking "so should I be calling Jill right now and willing my kids to her?" Then I remembered Nick was alive. Oh yeah.

That was that. They must've figured it out because they let us all into the concert. At one point, though, the whole scene was a bit surreal for me--out on the street with the crowd of people. I realized that this is what it is like--before a tragedy, I mean. Everyone just living life, doing their thing, not realizing that moments later they would be gone. Crazy.

P.S. Eric called back the next day and paid for our dinner. atta boy.