I have to say that this was a highlight of our trip to Boise. Saturday, we loaded up Dawson and Faith and went downtown to the Knitting Factory in Boise ID (see picture below).
It was exactly 12 minutes before they were suppose to open the doors and it started pouring outside. Not just a drop or two. Pouring, soaking, Brandon had water just running down his face like he was in a shower. 7:00 pm came and they still did not open the doors! We got inside about 7:20 pm - again, soaking wet - to discover that general admission meant standing room only. Yes, that's right, we had been standing for 1 1/2 hours already and had to stand for the rest of the night in a small mosh pit so to speak. To make matters worse, staff from the Knitting Factory said that we could put our kids on our shoulders or let them sit on the hand railing. So, basically, they couldn't see anything. Needless to say, very disappointing, and I'm still trying to contact the owners/managers to let them know how disappointed we were.
Lesley Roy opened the show - I had never heard her before and most of the music was interesting although entertaining.
Then we waited about 35 minutes after she finished and David came out. You really couldn't miss it because of all of the screaming teenage girls. His voice is absolutely amazing, probably even better in person. He sang in Spanish, sang some of his favorite songs from the radio, and even sang a song that he hasn't released yet called Zero Gravity - at least that's what I would call it.
Faith really wanted to go because the music was so loud and her feet were hurting. It probably didn't help that it was so late. I told her that I had to hear him sing "Crush" first. She asked Dad why he just didn't sing it so that we could leave. We weren't disappointed - that was the last song that he sang. I really, REALLY enjoyed his singing, how real/funny/goofy he was, and the opportunity to see him live.
It's just a shame that my feet hurt!!!
Saturday afternoon, Brandon told me that I could turn on water which is located in my stamp room (the main water valve). (We are remodeling the bathroom - another post that will come at the end.) As I turned the knob, water rushed out like a faucet. I went to get my husband and he kindly told me just a minute. I (probably impatiently) told him he had to come right away. In the process, I started grabbed my scrapbook papers off the floor in time to notice that my entire pants were I leaned down was soaked. That's when I started yelling for help. We shut off the water, called the plumber to figure out why the main valve was leaking, and then we called the carpet people in our ward to see what to do about the carpet. We have air pushers down in that room to try and save what we can. The top picture is of the wall. The bottom (if you can tell) is the wet carpet. Everywhere we stepped became dark because it was wet.
