Last weekend, Joe and I went down to southern Alabama to work on our house that we are preparing to put on the market. Holly had come home for the weekend to watch over the homestead and the siblings... so Joe and I were actually making a "weekend" out of the trip.
We arrived Saturday evening - went and checked on the house before checking into the hotel. It was Saturday - about 9pm by the time we were ready to "paint" the town... or basically just get a bite to eat and go to bed. ; )
We drove around Enterprise for a while... knowing that it was bad when the number one restaurant listed on Urban Spo@n for the area was an ice cream parlor. Yikes! Anyway, we had decided - based on the time - that we would go somewhere, sit at the bar and have a drink and some snacks.
We passed one place that looked pretty nice on the outside... lots of cars... well lit... and when I go@gled it, it had half decent reviews. So... in we went. Now, I HATE walking into a place that I have never been. Just not comfortable with that. You would think I would be fine, as many times as I have moved and with my
age experience. But nope... I detest walking into a place - especially when everyone turns to look at who is walking in. Needless to say, everyone that turned to look at Joe and I as we strolled into this establishment had a median age of about 21.2 years and they all appeared to have been there since happy hour. The smoke was such that I quickly wondered why the firemen were not knocking us down as we were walking in - wow.... I forgot all about this "scene".
We did saunter up to the nearest chair at the bar; however, after what was the longest 18 seconds of my life, I told Joe that I just could not do it. It hurt my ears... my lungs were shriveling so quickly, I could feel them begging for clean air. Now... walking in was painful... walking out a few seconds later was easy! Joe and I laughed all the way to the car. It was the first time that my age truly smacked me in the face.... and in a good way.
We opted for pizza and turning in early.
I write all of that as a lead in to last night.
Joe and I had purchased tickets months ago for Jerry S@infeld. We bought them the morning they went on sale... I am picky and like to sit on the isle. Anyway, I am glad we bought them early as the show sold out pretty quickly.
So for the second weekend in a row, we had a big date night planned. ; )
We had a great dinner - we even caught the early bird specials at a really nice Italian place up the road. Then we headed to the Theater for the show.... This time we fit right in... the average age of the folks in the audience was more our speed... about mid 50's! And how thankful am I for smoke-free venues???VERY!!! How life changes in a few short years....@ 20 to be exact!
Tom P@pa opened for Seinfeld and did a great job warming up the crowd. His entire segment was on marriage and children... which obviously hit home with his audience. He was so funny.
Then came Jerry. Ninety minutes of hilarity followed. And what is so great about him - and Tom as well - is that the show was pretty much G rated and still side-splitting-ly funny!
Bottom line - It was a great evening! (and I am getting old! Jerry turns 58 soon ....)
