i love you yoey fa-tony

Last night Auntie Yoli and I had our big date to see Dancing With The Stars live show. It is safe to assume we were more than a little bit excited about seeing the show. That we screamed like teenaged girls may be a slight exaggeration. Maybe. As we attempted to navigate our way into the parking lot I couldn't help, but noticed that the throngs of people approaching Copps were largely made up of women. Gaggles of women all out for a girls' night. I am, however, willing to speculate that there would have been more men there if Stacy "Legs" Keibler had been on the tour. Now one thing I did immediately notice about the herds of people headed for the show was, a lot of white. I mean a lot. Of white. I'm not sure if I missed a memo, maybe something came across my desk earlier this summer and I didn't read it closely enough. Who knows, but kids there was a lot of blinding white pants, capris and kicky summer skirts. I'm pretty sure I asked, "what is with all the white?" About 45 more times than Yoli really cared to hear.

Okay so we've maneuvered our way into the actual building, the place where it's all going to go down. We hand our tickets to the door person only to have alarms go off when she tried to scan us in. Helpfully she thrust our tickets back at us and sent us to the box office with no other explanation past, "window 9". Okay so I maybe started hyperventilating a tiny bit because we clearly had counterfeit tickets and we were likely going to go to prison at which point I almost started to cry because folks, Yoli's too pretty for prison. Clearly we didn't end up in the clink, but rather the section our tickets were in they had closed, for reasons they didn't feel necessary to explain to us, so they had "relocated us". Luckily into seats right next to the young ladies with the bad attitudes and lackluster politeness skills. Good times.

As for the show, it was incredible. Yoles, had actual goosebumps, but that was just when Joe Lawrence came out. Ha! Actually don't call me Joey Lawrence got a huge cheer when he came out on stage, much to our surprise. I mean Blossom's been off the air for like a decade and I don't think Ole Joe even wants to think about how many years it's been since the Gimmie a Break hey days. For two and a half hours (with a 15 minute intermission) we saw some pretty amazing dancing. We were half way through the show before I realized the tour was made up of only guys from the show. More specifically guys named Joe (Lawrence, MacIntyre and Fatone). Oh and a little bit of Drew thrown in. The guys all performed their best dances from their season and also partook in a little singing.

Were you aware of my love for Drew Lachey? Because I am. So in love. In fact I was thisclose to buying myself a Drew Crew shirt, largely because wearing one of Joey Fatone's shirt, Fat One, seems a little like stating the obvious. I was thrilled I got to see my boy with Cheryl (who's got such an amazing back/rump area) dance to Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy and Thriller, my two favourite routines. Now if the production company for that show is smart they'll send Joey Fatone and Drew Lachey out on permanent tour cause, dudes are fuuuunnnnneee. So all in all it was an amazing night, awesome show, equally awesome company and plans to do it again next year, but we've gotta talk Mike into springing for lower bowl tickets next go around.

Now I'll close with yet another dayum that kid is funny story. As we got ready to leave for the show Abby came over to whisper in my ear. When she finished she stepped back and said, "Tell Auntie Yoli in the car Mom. Okay?"

So what did I need to tell her in the car?

"Mom, your tummy is bigger than Auntie Yoli's. Tell her in the car."

I guess I should be thankful she didn't want to embarrass me on front of Yoli's Mom and brother. Thanks for that sweetie.