I'm Too Old For This...An Invalid Excuse

I went to the Madonna concert last night. Whoa. Can I just say, she's only 8 years younger than my mother. Remember that. Once again, I was nervous to be in L.A. so I brought my inferior camera. It shows. I apologize.


~The view from our seats~

Amy (a friend from the early years of our marriage), had an extra ticket to the concert at Dodger Stadium. Being the generous person that she is, she offered it to me. I'll admit that I had some serious reservations about going. I'm not the biggest fan of hers. We've all heard about Madonna's questionable concerts, but Trevor encouraged me to go (was his XBOX calling?). I'm so glad I did. What a surprisingly un-raunchy show.




~Jenise (Amy's SIL), Moi, and the fabulous Amy~


I cannot believe this woman is 50 (Oops. Did I just "out" my mother's age?). She didn't stop. Ever. She was almost constantly dancing, running up and down the stage. At one point, she actually came out jump roping (yeah, it was a little cheesy) and then lived a "fantasy" of hers, by double-dutching on stage. And not just a little DD, she was hard core, doing little stunts and whatnot. She's almost certainly gone through menopause. I could no further see my mother with a jump rope than see pigs fly. No offense mom, I just don't think your bladder has it in her. She's 50! I can't get over that. Pretty inspiring and more than a little impressive.


~Performing a song with Kanye West who wasn't really there~On stage~


There were a couple of guest surprises. Brittney Spears came out and sang a song with her. It was a man/paparazzi bashing song. Fitting since they both have or are having very public divorces and are stalked by the media. Bitter much? She actually did a really great job and looked healthy and modest. I know. Shocker.


~Brit and Madonna on the Jumbo-tron (Jumbo Tron? Jumbotron?)~


One of the best performances was with J.T. That's right. Little hottie Justin Timberlake was there too. Yummy. He's so good live. Don't get me wrong, Madonna was good, but you could definitely tell when she was singing live and when she was lip syncing. He's just rad. It was icing on the cake, in fabulous eye candy fashion. Here's a little tasty snack for you. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.





Of course, there was the inevitable political crap, we all knew it was coming. It only lasted a minute or so. I was just grateful it wasn't shoved down my throat. In case you're wondering, "...if we can put a black man in the White House, we can have gay marriages! Keep up the fight!"
Whatever Madonna.


~I wonder who she voted for? Oh wait, didn't she give up her citizenship?~I think this one may have been the jump rope sequence~


There were a couple of other blog worthy moments that night, and, yes, I took pictures.


$6.50 Kettle Corn that tasted like musty shelves. It's the only way I can describe it.


~Jenise showing off her mad Vanna White skills~


25 mile car ride, to the stadium, that took just under 3 hours.


~Amy and I riding cheerfully in the car~


Crazy purple people eater lady.





There was dedication in getting this pic. We had to wait outside the bathroom for her to come back out. It takes a while to get your fishnet stockings and purple panties to fit just right under your violet corset (which is a little askew). It's a bad pic. We were trying to be subtle. I don't think it worked. After I took this picture, the guy approached us and asked us if we wanted him to take a picture of Amy and I together. We were bummed we didn't get a back shot. The cellulite was classic. I'm hating my inferior camera right now. Still, it was worth it.



The throw backs to her oldies were my fave. "You Must Love Me" was pretty. "Spanish Lullaby" blew me away. "Vogue" brought out the diva supermodel in me. Remember, I'm not a fan, I don't own a single CD of hers, but, she rocked. At 50, she rocked. I'm too old for this is now an invalid excuse for anything. Grab a jump rope Mama. We have work to do.