So last night my wife and I were supposed to go out to eat at an Italian place about an hour from us in Laconia. As we were leaving I thought it was odd that she aws putting a couple of long sleeved shirts in the back of the Grand but I figured that since we would be so close to the Drive In Movies in Weirs she just wanted to be prepared if we decided to catch a couple movies after dinner. But as we neared the parking area my wife tells me she didn't really want to go out to eat at the resturaunt, it was just an excuse to get us up in that area without giving away the surprise she had for me.
Of course I asked her where we were going and she just told me to drive and she would tell me where to go as we went along. After another 10 minutes on the road she had me turn down a road leading to Meadow Brook, an outdoor venue that has concerts throughout the summer. And last night happend to be my FAVORITE country artist, Gary Allan along with Trace Adkins. Gary was great, definetly a performer that is even better live. He did some of his greatest hits along with a couple of brand new ones that kicked ***. Trace was a good act live, very funny in the way he told stories between songs. But Gary being my favorite was defintely the highlight of night.
Nah, I'm still wondering what the heck I did to deserve it. She loves playing guitar, so she enjoyed the show as much as I did. I just wish we were a bit closer to stage so we could have snagged a pic.
But I should have know something was up when she didn't give me any greif for wearing my boots and jeans even when I thought we were going out to dinner.