Why the best part you ask? Well, that's really two fold. Unfortunately P!nk's performance tonight was not stellar. To P!nk's credit, I think she wasn't feeling well. Given that likelihood, she performed brilliantly as she actually did all of her acrobatic stunts. But, there was no encore (which was brilliant back in March when I saw her) and she had her backup singers sing quite a bit for her. Disappointing. So that's first reason.
That said, here's a decent picture from the concert. See - P!nk is way up in the air!
The second reason? Well, that's because I had three pretty awesome ladies at the table with me and we had a lot of fun sharing stories over a delightful dinner. We even talked, at length, about my grandma who had passed away this past weekend. It was incredible and, at moments, quite deep. Had we not had tickets to the concert, I think we all would have enjoyed sitting around the table for the rest of the evening, sharing drinks and stories.
So my moment today. It's not dinner. After all, I'm trying to be somewhat unique and interesting here! No, today's moment was when we were leaving the parking garage after the concert. The four of us tucked into BFF's Volkswagen, curling up the tight corridors of an underground parking garage, with traffic from the concert all around us.
Cue the crazy girl driving a standard car that wasn't (likely) hers, up a ramp and directly towards us.
But first: Why crazy? Well, we don't think the standard car was hers as it looked like the guy in the passenger seat was out cold and she was one nervous nellie! As she took her foot off the brake, she immediately began to roll down the ramp. You could see the panic in her eye. We watched in horror as she eventually rolled back into the car behind directly her with a crack. Thank goodness for bumpers!
She rolled down the window and asked the guy behind her to back up because she wasn't comfortable driving a standard. Blocked in with a car behind him, there was no where for him to go.
How did we see and hear all this? Well, we were at the very top of the ramp waiting to go around the next corner.
And then the crazy girl gunned it. The car comes squealing up the ramp.
Right. At. Us.
Big Sis screamed. And then screamed again louder (just in case we didn't hear her the first time) that then prompted my niece to start screaming. BFF was looking for options, be we too were blocked in with no where to go.
Me. I stared on at the scene with mild amusement. I didn't think she was going to hit us, but here she was with the car screaming up the ramp at us.
And just as quickly (and loudly!) as it happened, the crazy girl slammed on her brakes with a squeal and stopped about three feet from us.
The four of us broke out into laughter.
A second after our laughter erupted, the traffic ahead moved and we turned the corner.
As traffic continued to merge into the exit lane, we never did see the crazy girl and the standard car again, but we could hear her squealing the tires around every inclined corner.
The four of us laughed nearly all the way home about the silly moment.
Sometimes, it's the strangest things that can bring a smile and create a conversation.
Moments watching someone push outside their comfort zone.
Moments enjoying the silly reactions and conversations that we found ourselves in.
