My date with Jon...

If you live in a hole, you might not know this. Jon Bon Jovi and I had a date last night. It was a magical trip back to when I was 17... and Mr. Bon Jovi was my chauffeur. He took me down "Memory Lane" with tons of stops along the way.

I was so excited when he finally came onto stage. His presence was electric... and he knows how to get a crowd to their feet. He has almost three decades of music to pick from... and each song he chose took me to a certain time of my life. I have been listening to Bon Jovi since I was 15 years old... and he has sung every anthem to every chapter of my life.

I was a bit surprised to see how old the crowd was... and I spent more than a few minutes comparing myself to some of the other women in the crowd. I couldn't POSSIBLY be as old as some of these nice ladies, could I? (My twenty-something sister in law assured me I was MUCH younger than most of them... thanks anyways Miss.) Either way... I would enjoy being 17 again tonight- no matter what.

And with each song that Bon Jovi sung, I sung with him. I was transformed back into time where I felt for a few seconds like I was sitting next to a dear friend... or the song on the radio when I kissed a boyfriend goodnight... and even some songs that belonged to Hubby and I.

However... feeling 17 was a bit difficult when the pizza I ate gave me heartburn... and my feet hurt from standing so long... lol.

But the Magical Jon BON JOVI did not disappoint. He played for almost three hours... and I am convinced that was the best concert I have ever seen in my life. After his second encore, he was exiting the stage until he heard the crowd singing Happy Birthday to him. He turned around, came back up onto stage... looked over the crowd and smiled. He tapped his heart twice and pointed to the crowd... he was touched at our thoughtfulness.

The man knows how to connect to a crowd... I suppose that's why he's still on stage, selling out concerts after 30 years. (Holy crap... did I just say 30 years?!)

My sitters did great... the boys did fine without us... and John and I got to bed a little after 1 a.m. And four short hours later, our magical trip to the past was over... and I felt every bit my age. I worked through the day, and somehow stayed up long enough to blog.

And now you know the rest of the story.